Well my leisure time as an unemployed bum is now at an end. Today I began work at greenhouse. Apparently 45-50 hours a week will be the average except for the 'busy' seasons (damn you mother's day!). Two things struck me today. When I first arrived at work I was immediately taken back to the A-Team episode where the Team is somewhere in California and they happen upon a farm where the workers (of course all are hispanic) are being grossly mistreated. At some point in the episode Hannibal spokes some great communist rhetoric to rouse their spirits. I am not saying that I work for the same kind of operation (otherwise I would have to go B.A. Baracus on them; complete with welding something awesome) but that this type of work attracts the same segment of society. I suppose I will have a chance to reflect on all my pompous marxist ramblings.
The second thing that struck me, which is perhaps my first "marxist" reflection, is that I work for a greenhouse that grows only roses. This greenhouse is fully set-up to “produce” roses as an assembly line factory. I find the image of the rose and the machine intriguing. I'll have to sleep on it. Anyway, its good to some bucks coming my way.