Archive for July, 2008

Your father…

I wish I could remember where I saw this sticker. It was in a cubicle in the gents, but I don’t know which pub I was in at the time…

Your father works for my father, says preppy dog with ice cubes falling into its head.

Your father works for my father, says preppy dog with ice cubes falling into its head.

Furthermore, I’m not sure what the speech bubble refers to, but someone went to the trouble of printing it out and putting it on a toilet wall. It made me chuckle in bemusement.

I think it may be making some kind of point about the emergence of a new kind of indentured servitude, or neo-feudalism, much heralded by Stacy  Herbert and Max Keiser at MaxKeiser.com and KarmaBanque Radio.