fuck uber in poetry

The gig economy’s the last nail in the idea of being fellow citizens,
everyone becomes simply a potential servant to a rich man.
In the gig economy, we are all serfs again.
In the gig economy, a rich man
a venture capital man
one of our virtual lords
can command us
“peasant! drive me uber there for a pittance!”
and we won’t have health care or
pension or anything like that
just enough money to get through that day
working the venture capital lord’s land for him.

We don’t want to make our own hours
we don’t want to flex our schedules you
sanctamonious out of touch effeet libertarian
fascists who wanna smoke dope Ayn Randian assholes
we don’t want to make our own hours
we want to make a fucking living
we want to not live check to check
we want to not have our internet service providers
interrupting our pornography with bill reminders
we want to not live with our parents
we want to eat
fuck you, “make your own hours”

The gig economy is a series of intellectual arguements
by dickweeds in Ivy Leagues and Silicon Valleys
why it would be GOOD to murder the middle class once and for all
why it would “free” the working man
to have him begging 24/7 for crumbs until he kills himself
fuck the gig economy
give us some goddamned actual jobs you
tech bro tech douche entitled motherfuckers
fuck Uber
fuck Uber
fuck Uber
fuck Uber
fuck Uber

Last updated November 19, 2015