Note: This text was designed as an A5 sized pamphlet. 500 copies were beautifully printed and bound by friends of ours, and they were distributed very publicly in the Puget Sound area. The choice on the smaller size was made so that the pamphlets would fit into the pockets of those receiving them. When we are able to find the time we will also provide a half-size letter version.

Where’s the use in outright slavery when the bank can own your house, the boss can own your time, the credit card company or collection agency contracted by the university or the hospital can own your future, fashion companies can own your insecurities, Hollywood producers can own your heart, and the newspapers can own your mind? Each tiny little person today represents a colossal celebration: the unification of the entire owning class. They all own a piece of you, and what you think of as your life is little more than you scrambling around to appease their needs.

The factory system makes workers a part of the process. The rhythm of their life is made to shape the needs of the machine. The service sector jobs of today go even further, making demands of our very moods. No longer do we owe our bosses merely a certain amount of product, or even a certain amount of time, but a measured quantity of enthusiasm. Service with a smile.