Wednesday, August 01, 2007


Think in your head now the Hallelujah Chorus from Handel. Put these words and burst out in your best tenor and this will describe my day.

LIBERATION, LIBERATION, LIBERATION LIBERATION, LIBERATION. For the Mexican woman without a job, LIBERATION, LIBERATION, LIBERATION. She wants a job with be-ne-fits, LIBERATION, LIBERATION. She wants a job where she likes the boss and the boss respects her, LIBERATION, LIBERATION. So she will try to find her perfect job, her perfect job. And she will stay there for a very long time. LIBERATION, LIBERATION. Her spouse will have be-ne-fits too and they will be well and they will haaaaaapy. Forever and ever, LIBERATION, LIBERATION, FOREVER LIBERATION, LI-BE-RAAAAAA-TION!


Julie R. Enszer said...

I am feeling that something beautiful job wise is in your future - and then we can go to Mexico together next year!

miss wild thing said...

Amen sister!

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