Ted Rall for May 04, 2009
Transcript:
Social networking sites for the unemployed. Delinked: Where millions of former professionals meet. (Man: I found this gig through my old supervisor in the Wharton Cafeteria!) Lostbook. I am.... (Woman: Odd... another day without friend requests!) Myforclosedspace.com (Man 2: Look! It's my laundry room!) (Woman 2: You had a laundry room?!) Tter where is your life? (Man 3: To characters? I don't need one.)
Lavocat about 15 years ago
An ebbing tide lowers all boats.
CorosiveFrog Premium Member about 15 years ago
Stewie, have you ever thought that if it hurts when you hit your thumb with a hammer, it may be “jackazz” ‘s fault?
wmclay about 15 years ago
The sweet, sweet tears of a neo-con sore loser.
mattro65 about 15 years ago
Watching the GOP and reading the knee jerk wing nut comments of their slavish toadies reminds me of Bugs watching the Tasmanian Devil as he goes over the cliff. As Bugs said, “Sheesh! What a maroon!” If you think irrelevance is frustrating now, wait until after the 2010 elections. C_H, your paragraph on energy is great.
sfiller about 15 years ago
Four “social networking sites for the unemployed”: First, a man with his Wharton School of Finance (may be renamed–at the University of Pennsylvania) diploma on the wall wears a cafeteria worker chef hat; to get this job, he went back to his old supervisor, from when he was a student working in the same cafeteria. Second, a homeless … woman living outdoors under a bridge runs her computer off a car battery, the way they ran car radios in the country in the old days, and is friendless. Third, a man and woman in sweaters and watch-caps, which may be badges of street life, use a computer in the library to “visit the place where you used to live”–not a bad idea in reality; “nostalgia” means the pain of knowing or the pain of remembering. Fourth, a mad, surrealistic scene with an abstract birdie on an abstract curlicued branch, beneath which is a saddy-face sun or moon in the sky that may be an apple falling off the tree–except that the beret-and-stem on its head, with a sweat drop off to the side, is near the bottom of trail of falling droplets frrom the bird’s vent, as if the bird is shitting on the orb’s head; while a man stands next to a fire with no landscape visible beyond the tree branch; he seems to have his arm in the fire and wears a ragged shirt that is charred and reminiscent of jail attir but is not in hell exactly; with an unreadable caption with xxxter that culd be “shitter” but isn’t–not what does it mean, but what does it show?–the caption is “Where is YOUR life?”–an experimental strip, not to say sarcastic, as if to say that myspace, facebook, linkedin, and twitter are the luxuries of people (“professionals”) divorced from real life’s pain and suffering.
Herbabee about 15 years ago
aWwww, quIT piCKING on my goOD buDDY heRR doKTOR.
faIL. ;-)
Herbabee about 15 years ago
is it:
a) there b) they’re c) their or d) none of the above?
“Thank you for playing”… Doktor Quackie.
Motivemagus almost 15 years ago
rr - with all due respect, it looks rather like a load of hooey to me. The British have always been rather antisemitic, actually, and according to recent historians there was no chance the UK would accept a “status quo ante” end to WWI – they wanted blood from the Germans. Remember that one of the key motivations for the British was to make sure Germany was no longer the biggest industrial power in Europe – they had just surpassed the UK, and this was a major threat to the Brits.
Lt_Lanier almost 15 years ago
So, you get your Phd, MBA, and so on…and think how happy you will be when you get a job at Wendy’s and are honored with employee of the month just before you post your dishwater basin bath on Youtube!!!
Lt_Lanier almost 15 years ago
The inevitability of Facespace.