The March of Dime-takers
Posted by in Politics at 6:11 p.m. on Feb. 14th, 20050 Comments 0 Pings
It’s Monday again. How do I know this? Well, first of all, I’ll be inebriated in just a few short hours. My liver’s already quivering --quivering!-- with anticipation. Secondly, every Monday afternoon there’s a little parade that marches past my office window. Far from being a celebration of my own glorious acts, it’s actually a sad little group of about eight freeloaders protesting Hartz IV, the German social services reform bill.
I don’t really know much about Hartz IV, having Googled it for the first time just a minute or two ago, and I don’t really care what’s in it. Often, I’ll eschew informing myself about an issue and simply base my decision on who’s marching against it. The bongo-beating, rhyme-chanting mouth-breathers that just limped past my office window have just made me a huge fan of Hartz IV, even if it reads like a Jonathan Swift treatise. Beat those bongos, slackers; I’m going shopping for fava beans.