Self-sacrifice enables us to sacrifice other people without blushing.
— George Bernard Shaw
I've been sacrificing lately.
Cheaper cuts of meat. Cable instead of streaming. Pepsodent toothpaste.
It's getting old.
A neighbor said last evening, "It's time to get this economy rolling."
I couldn't agree more.
My retirement accounts continue to see a paper loss. It's time to stanch it—even if that requires a little human loss.
Rationing. Curfews. Blackouts. Lonely deaths at the hands of the foe.
It was good for our mothers; it's good enough for me.
It was good for our mothers; it's good enough for me.
Wake up, America! It's time for you to roll!
Our workforce is already neatly partitioned. You're either Essential or you're Nonessential.
The designation is elegant, don't you agree?
Let the economists and lawyers quibble over the "Value of Life" 'til the cows come home. I've got no time for that!
When the president toured the Honeywell factory last week, the PA system blasted "Live and Let Die" and I thought they're playing my song!
Let the economists and lawyers quibble over the "Value of Life" 'til the cows come home. I've got no time for that!
When the president toured the Honeywell factory last week, the PA system blasted "Live and Let Die" and I thought they're playing my song!
Wake up, Expendables! Get out there and die for the Dow.
Me, I'm strictly Nonexpendable.
