Skip the drive-through today. Take a pass on the coffee and donuts or waffles or chicken or falafel or bean sprouts. That person you really never think about, the one who sold you breakfast yesterday morning or served you lunch or dinner (what? lunch AND dinner, yipes!) needs you to see them today. All of them.
The people who make and serve us fast food are fighting for their lives and the least you can do is bring your own napkins to the brawl and do something different today and hope to hell the mega corporations who employ them get the message and start paying them closer to a living wage.
Not just here in the Land of the Round Door-Knobs but all around the world. Finally, enough is enough. Want fries with that Fast Food Forward?
-bill kenny
Ramblings of a badly aged Baby Boomer who went from Rebel Without a Cause to Bozo Without a Clue in, seemingly, the same afternoon.
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