Maoist Internationalist Movement

The Chair was just saying how we are falling behind in the work that needs to be done. And just when the Chair was saying that, I was having one of those typical suburban frustrations of a day. How shameful really, but here is my story just to give you an idea of what goes on in these imperialist countries and how we comrades get sidetracked.

My significant other got back from a conference at Yale University. I love the old-style buildings there, so already I'm wondering if they will surivive into the proletarian future.

When my s.o. got back, there I am with a mess on the floor. My s.o. could not even greet me properly because I was covered with dirt. My Bissell vacuum cleaner broke down and the dirt was still spread all over the carpet.

I took the vacuum to my local dealer, and I was already afraid, because I knew it was beyond the warranty period. The dealer told me it was beyond the warranty period and it was my fault that the vacuum was broken anyway, because I let it get filled with cat hairs.

This I was not prepared for, but I realized right away that the dealer was right. The thing was clogged with cat hairs and I could remember my s.o. saying she cut back the cat's hairs when I was off delivering MIM Notes in the Midwest. Probably sounds pretty corny to our international comrades. So here I am struggling to fix a vacuum cleaner while the world revolution waits.

Anyway, the local dealer told me there was nothing he could do, so I would have to contact corporate headquarters to see what I could do about getting my vacuum cleaner fixed.

Amerikkkans spend more on cat food than non-military foreign aid. It's interesting work Bono does for one.org. So here I am fooling around with a broken vacuum cleaner, trying to clean my floor, all because of a cat I would not own and take care of if I were not so decadent to begin with.

No wonder the chair said we should have another author to do the scuttlebutt pages.