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Eel-pie, potatoe-mash and "mushy peas", Britain altogether. But, I would eat it.
What happened to the word Executive? For a few years in the mid fifties everything was executive. Long socks were 'executive length'. Edsel was the new car for the young executive on the way up. Packard even made an Executive model.
I guess for a while there every young man aspired to be an executive. Guys who never owned a pair of shoes until they joined the Army got a degree on the GI bill and started up the ladder. They thought they had it made, the first man in their family to have a college degree and a white collar job.
Now their grandsons are middle management in a frayed short sleeve shirt wondering if they will still have a job this time next year. What the hell happened?
Can you provide me with the link to the Lounge's "No politics" policy?"Those who live by the Corporation shall die by the Corporation."
I remember seeing "Executive Desk Toys" listed in a catalog once and finally realized what Marxists mean by "late stage capitalism."
That's just Lizzie. You should be used to her by now. You know she dreams of machine gunning everyone to the right of Huey Long. And you also know she will never get the chance so why worry about it?Can you provide me with the link to the Lounge's "No politics" policy?
....that fine old Patriotic American tradition of tar and feathers....
What happened to the word Executive? ...
That's just Lizzie. You should be used to her by now. You know she dreams of machine gunning everyone to the right of Huey Long. And you also know she will never get the chance so why worry about it?
I have great respect for Lizzie and consider her a friend who'd I'd help in a flash, but I realize "come the revolution" she'd put a bullet in the back of my head in a flash as that's how those revolutions work - they have to take out those who believe as I do quickly and without emotion.
Like this?
Yes, it gets tiresome doesn't it!Can you provide me with the link to the Lounge's "No politics" policy?
Hence, title inflation will never stop as it works - finding a fresh combination of 26 letters is much cheaper than adding a dollar to a salary.
When I was in radio, every new person hired, after a couple of months was "promoted" to "Public Service Director" in lieu of a raise. That meant transferring endless piles of tedious public-service announcement transcriptions to tape cartridges for airplay. It was a boring and loathsome job that nobody wanted to do, and the new promotee would last just long enough before the next wide-eyed newcomer came along was ready to take it over.
I'm convinced that the vast majority of "promotions" in the world, no matter where you work, are of this nature.
I have great respect for Lizzie and consider her a friend who'd I'd help in a flash, but I realize "come the revolution" she'd put a bullet in the back of my head in a flash as that's how those revolutions work - they have to take out those who believe as I do quickly and without emotion.
"Waste not, want not"
I just used that expression in another thread and thought - I always heard that one growing up used by the older "Depression Era" generation (my dad and grandmother, in my case), but not by the kids at school. Now I never hear it. Probably, just another one that will go away as that generation passes on.