Wholefoods. the Forces of Darkness. (some quotes. links. votes. and burning cars.)

I’ve had a few Wholefoods-types talk to me about how the venue can get fined for letting people smoke where stipulated under Victoria’s new laws. AND that this includes the Wholefoods balcony as it has three walls… or something. I mean, the special thing about Wholefoods balcony (even now that we have security presence daily) is that everyone has always got away with doing all drugs in all forms and methods (except the really good drugs and methods of course) and not a single thing has and will happen. I’m… suspicious…

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There’s a cute little poster ad for Wholefoods volunteering that has an arty picture of a person moving a spoon from a mug to their mouth with a thought bubble that says something like “If only I didn’t have to eat coffee for lunch again.” And then some slogan about volunteering at Wholefoods for a free meal. Wait, listen… And then some slogan about volunteering at Wholefoods for a free meal. Like, hang on… “If only I didn’t have to eat coffee for lunch again.”…

I’m thinking of adding something else that says:

Forced to eat coffee for lunch again? Only enough money to cover your dependency – which we supply – and hope that its appetite-suppressing nature tides you over for the day?

Well have no fear! You can hand over all your cash to your favourite caffeine-dealer and eat by working for us in a special loophole which means we can pay you in just enough food to sustain your existence at uni for today (and ensure that you keep coming back to Wholefoods for your daily fix). Flexible hours!

Avoid the alienation of wage-slavery and subject yourself to direct, grassroots, local-level, democratic, queer-friendly, environmentally sound slavery for bare-minimal sustenance!…

“Volunteer” for Wholefoods today!

What do you think?

Unfortunately the poster was not there when I checked today.

The defense I expected (and heard) when bringing these issues up was along the lines of; ‘Yeah, but that’s not how Wholefoods works, it’s volunteering! People do it because they like Wholefoods.’ The question is… do I bother responding?

I say: no. In fact, I’m bored of Wholefoods already.

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On a note not entirely dissimilar, I was done by The Forces of Darkness (aka metcops) the other day. Something I said (no doubt something awfully diplomatic) made them respond with “it’s only a job!” which immediately reminded me of the slightly less banal circumstances that led to the wife of an injured g20 cop saying “he was only doing his job” (because jobs don’t ever involve the risk of injury, right? Or shouldn’t? Get back to me when someone has a plan for all police and army positions to be risk-free). So… what then? We go ‘poor working class persons, forced to force me to endure capitalism.’ Does that mean that no-one should be held accountable for their actions if they are employed to do it? So no one has any meaningful choice when it comes to employment and no one has any meaningful control over their own lives. Well, yes, sort of. But I’m very sure that these were not intended consequences of the claim to be ‘only doing one’s job’. I think the interesting point is that commercial news stations thought it was pro-conservative to have someone say that their husband was ‘only doing his weapons-trained, conflict-dependent, violent job’ when those pissy uni students broke his finger (or whatever it was that required something like a stitch and an hour in hospital).

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In other news… I’m FUCKING poor, thanks to Victoria St., Richmond.

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the value of TOTO’s vote.

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Fuck… I had 19 views on my blog yesterday. It must be because I commented on rosa sparx’s blog. She’s a real blogger… in the scary way… Apparently I’m supposed to contact her to link to her site. She also seems to have lawyers… like… for her blog. Still, she’s responsible for one of my favourite quotes (which I stole, without contacting her or her lawyers. oooooh!)… even if her lawyers say it’s just crappy poetry.

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I am so freakin’ tired. Not sleeping… can’t remember if I had any mix left, but can’t decide whether it’s worth the effort to go and check. Of course, the obvious dilemma is that I won’t know if it’s worth the effort until I check, but I’ll still try and work out the odds… trace my steps… etc.

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Now that’s an anti-summit protest.