Just after my loco local went on strike to roll back the neoliberal York University, a colleague contacted me with a great idea.
“Why don’t you write about the strike,” suggested colleague. “Use that sarcasm of yours. Make us look good.”
“Let me get this,” I scoffed. “You want me to write more ridiculous propaganda pamphlets. And what? Deliver them door-to-door?”
There was a pause. Nothing but dead air in the fibre-optics. Finally, colleague said, “No, you idiot.”
Actually, colleague probably … Keep reading “How It Started“
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