I know your dilemma. I feel your pain. You’re sick to death of always
working your ass off, so you want to get an education and better
yourself. But you don’t have time to get an education and better
yourself because you’re always working your ass off.
That’s why I founded my new online college: the University of the Crapper. It’s especially
designed to meet the educational needs of ordinary, everyday, oppressed victim
of raw ass capitalism. Because if you’re working your ass off, about the only time
you have to yourself is the time you spend on the crapper. And that’s precisely
the point. No matter how oppressed you are, there’s one thing THE MAN can never
completely take away from you. HE can never completely take away your crapper
time. No matter how much it pains HIM, HE has to permit you to periodically
take a break to excrete. Otherwise you’ll die and you won’t be able to keep
working your ass off.
Even under martial law they have to let you have time to excrete. Therein
lies the beauty of God’s creation. That’s the way to beat THE SYSTEM. That’s
the one loophole THE MAN can’t close. And so it’s important that we live those
precious moments to the fullest. The secret to overcoming oppression is to use
that time efficiently. Every trip to the
crapper must be a multitasking experience. I think my greatest thoughts during
my sacred time on the bowl. I think up a lot of these blog entries on the bowl.
(Sorry, dear reader. Now you know how the sausage is made.)
So if you enroll in the U of C, you receive 15-minute lesson plans that
enable you to incrementally earn a degree while you sit. You can view them on your laptop or smart phone. And in just 10 short years, you'll have
an associate’s degree! And there’s no limit to what you can learn from the
comfort and privacy of a bathroom stall. You can even learn how to play a musical instrument, like the French horn!
However, I am aware that some of you may have to pursue your studies surreptitiously,
while sitting in the stall at work. In that case, you might want to learn how to
play a musical instrument that emits sounds that don’t arouse suspicion when
coming from a bathroom stall, like the tuba.
Some cynics say virtual universities are inferior to actual universities
because they don’t have a football team. But at U of C we do have a football
team. They’re called The Plungers. I’m sure you can picture their logo. And The
Plungers can be the greatest football team of all time if that’s what you want
them to be. They can be whatever you want them to be, since they’re strictly a product of your imagination. That’s the
thrill of virtual football.
U of C is an equal opportunity institution of higher education. We
discriminate against no one. If you have tuition money, we’ll take it.
When you receive your virtual degree from U of C, you’ll be
able to land a high-paying and prestigious job, virtually. Your degree will be
suitable for framing. And don’t let anyone tell you that it’s worthless. You
can always use it to wipe.
So funny! I get a lot of my reading time in while on the crapper. Otherwise, I'd be so bored. I think I've earned at least 1 degree on the crapper.
ReplyDeleteDear S.A.C., if you can make the jump from French horn and tuba to the three minute saxophone solo in "'round midnight"; I reckon you could sell tickets!
ReplyDeleteI love your blog so. fucking. much. cripple rage is its own special brand and i recognize my own experiences in your writing and yes. thanks.
ReplyDeleteYou're wrong about THE MAN not being able to take that one thing away. I was told by the bureaucrats that they're trying to get cripples on bathroom schedules so they can reduce their care hours. And I read an article from the UK about how their courts decreed they could deny an incontinent woman overnight care, because it wasn't a human right to not have to wallow in your own waste for hours. Can you imagine what would happen if THE MAN tried to put normal people on bathroom schedules or insisted they lie in their own waste each night? There would be a revolution.
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