Archive for September, 2012

The Weavers Union

September 28, 2012

The “Weavers Union” can be built in ANY community with the “factory” being as small as a 70 page, college-lined notebook. Yes, I said a NOTEBOOK. The financing of it doesn’t have to be as exorbitant as a bank bailout. In fact the better managers of the locals have gone to the ‘Dollar’ stores and stock the factories with items that used to cost a Dime. Such is our “socio-political protectors'” watching the national “bottom-line”.

The most interesting point of order within the body’s rules, and regulations is that there IS no minimum age requirement, no age discrimination. No sexism, and part-timers happen to be the most productive because their products are pre-packaged due to their being “older” of previous memberships at other locals. When I really think about the “don’ts” are they boil down to “DON’T not have your imagination at the ready”.

As you’ve been wondering at what this Loon is referring to is a literary CRE`CHE. The Anais Rowling, Aesop Herbert, perhaps, even the frequentful skeinster Edger Allen Baldwin. “Folk” with a practical use of the “YARN”, to SPIN, to PLOT. Hominids with a hankering to look at the bottom line of life to give their ACCOUNTING of the WITNESSING. Like, the 80 year old whose Grandfather’s intended Wife didn’t miss the LUSITANIA, but, was so large breasted that she survived to produce, both, a Basket-, and Baseball roster that included Mayor-hoods from “sea-to-shining-sea”… with the Genius of the herd being a first MADAM Senator along the Chisholm Trail.

The Weavers Union refuses to elect a “PRESIDENT”, mainly because that would stunt a persons FREE PARTICIPATION, having to be “BOSS”, ( And, YOU DO remember the story about how when “the CREATOR” had finally gotten the best model of ‘Human-hood’ completed that after ‘they’ left to tinker elsewhere the body’s parts held a caucus to determined which of ’em would be “BOSS”? Come on, you know the windiness of it naming “everyone”, from the
´╗┐sagittal suture to the ´╗┐phalanges… Oh, you remember “most” of it? Then you know that some old POOP got the Job, right?), anyhow, it stops the mental shuttle from moving between the members.

Yep, as I said at the start of this little burst of aire, the Weavers Union can be started ANYWHERE, and if you’re “ECO-MOLD-LOGICAL” minded, instead of wadding up a page you can take it over to the “PULP SCRAPPERS UNION” to have one of them stir-n-press you some artsy type of scribble-scraps to preserve your YARN…

Sign in anywhere, all you need for membership is good sight, good ears and enough memory to get it over to the other members.

WELCOME to the SOROAFRATERNUS. Now go over a introduce yourself to
that man in the Beret, that’d be Roman Akleff .

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