I like to think Freddie can keep her cool through anything. Like its Sunday and the boys’ parents went to the store and they are supposed to be starting dinner. But really all that’s going on is Rafael and Jonas (who Freddie dragged in from god knows where) are arguing while Frederick is yelling at them to stop arguing and it’s all very amusing for Freddie. Really, this is her favorite thing about Sunday dinners.
Then Jonas pushes Chilton so Rafael pushes Jonas before Frederick pushes the both of them apart and tells them he’d do it himself in that ‘I’m-clearly-superior-to-you’ voice. Which of course means that Jonas has to trip him so Chilton falls on his big pretentious face. And all of that happens but Chilton being Chilton somehow ends up cutting his hand in his fall. And because it’s Chilton it’s not a small cut that a bandaid will fix. No, it’s a deep blood gushing cut. And that’s when all hell breaks loose and Freddie has to take control.
Which is how she found herself sitting in the passenger seat of Rafael’s car while he alternates between muttering ‘oh god, oh god, how did I let this happen’ and ‘if he dies Mom’s going to kill me’ instructing Frederick to keep the towel wrapped tightly around his hand. Which he’s not doing because he reverts into a toddler when something is slightly out of whack. Currently he’s shoving his bloody hand in Jonas’ face with his eyes squeezed shut and yelling slightly hysterical ‘look! I’m going to bleed out! You killed your brother. How does that make you feel?! I think I’m going to be sick. Freddie, I’m going to be sick!’ While Jonas is hunched over questioning how this guy survived being cut open and shot in the face and threatening to punch Frederick if he doesn’t get his stupid hand out of his face.
Freddie is tasked with, seeing out she seems to be the only one thinking like a rational person, calling Mrs Chilton who she also has to attempt to calm down until the phone is past over to Mr Chilton who takes down the directions and tells her they will meet them at the hospital.
And in the end they spend what feels like forever in the waiting room while Freddie and Mr C discuss the terrible coffee, Jonas sulks two chairs down and Rafael and Mama C pace the floor. Frederick got stitches, painkillers and sent home. They had pizza for dinner so really it wasn’t that bad of a night in Freddie’s opinion. At least Chilton kept his organs this time.
somebody nominate fassbender, mcavoy and lee pace for ice bucket challenge quickly
it’s for science
Minimum wage should be linked to the poverty level.
This is basic economic fact.
A business that claims it can’t afford to pay a living wage to its workers is admitting that by definition it fails to meet its basic operating expenses. That major multinational corporations can be “successful” while failing to meet a basic operating expense is only possible because We The People pick up their greedy/lazy slack through taxes and charity.
And yet somehow it’s everybody else who’s a moocher and a looter…
And this corrosive greed is a big part of what’s slowly poisoning the U.S. economy. Money being hoarded at the top and put in “safe” investments and bank accounts is money that does nothing for no one. It’s just an elaborate means of keeping score. Money put into the hands of the workers does what money is meant to do: it circulates. It gets spent. The same dollar will go through dozens of sets of hands, touching dozens of lives, feeding dozens of people and sparking profits for dozens of businesses. The same dollar, in the hands of the rich, will generally do… nothing. It won’t create jobs. It won’t fund innovations. It won’t start businesses.
Less than 1% of corporate revenues become wages for workers. Less than 3% of the wealthy are actually entrepreneurs (people who risk their money on business ventures that create jobs).
But 100% of the working class spends their money. That money creates jobs. That money fuels innovations. That money becomes profits. That money keeps the economy ticking.
We have been lied to about who are the parasites and who are the drivers of the economy. We have largely accepted a view of money as a means of keeping score and the economy as something that must have winners and losers, rather than money being a proxy for barter and an economy being a way to divide the labor of society and distribute the load of living
"A business that claims it can’t afford to pay a living wage to its workers is admitting that by definition it fails to meet its basic operating expenses."
"Less than 1% of corporate revenues become wages for the workers."
I’ve been writing Firefly/Suits stuff lately. We’ll be back to my usual mess of Hannibal related nonsense as soon as I’m completely moved in.
I wasn’t going to blog about this episode because to be honest, it fell flat for me and there are already enough reviews out there that detail why. But that image up there, that whole last scene has haunted me all week. I can’t stop thinking about Joe MacMillan. I can’t stop worrying about the welfare of a person who never existed. As flawed as this show has sometimes been, it has created a uniquely compelling character and that is worth talking about.
So I thought I’d approach what we learned about Joe in this episode and the season overall the way I would a character problem in a client’s manuscript. So some of this is going to be critical, and if that bothers you, don’t read it, okay? More (and very long, of course) under the cut.