Peon Quotes

For so many years I lived in constant terror of myself. Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, too terrified to disobey, too terrified to disagree. I had been shackled, a prisoner in my own mind. But finally, finally, I have learned to break free.

Only peons made excusses for themselves she taught me. Never apologize, never explain.

Nix to Declan: Begin transcript— Testing. Hello, hellooo, anybody out there? Check, check, one, two. Soft pee. Puh, puh. Resonance! Sooooooft pee. Alpha bravo disco tango duck. This is Nïx! I’m the Ever-Knowing One, a goddess incandescent, incomparable, and irresistible. But enough about what you think of me. It’s a beautiful day in New Orleans. The wind is out of the east at a steady five knots and clouds look like rabbits … But enough about what you think of me! Now, down to business— Squirrel! Where was I? [Long pause] Why am I in Regin’s car? Bertil, you crawl right back out of that bong this minute! Oh, I remember! I am hereby laying down this track for Magister Declan Chase. If you are a mortal of the recorder peon class, know that Dekko and I go waaaaay back, and he’ll go berserk (snicker snicker) if he doesn’t receive this transmittal. … Chase, riddle me this: what’s beautiful but monstrous, long of tooth but sharp of tooth and soft of mind, and can never ever tell a lie? That’s right. The Enemy of Old can be very useful to you. So use him already. P.S. Your middle name’s about to be spelled r-e-g-r-e-t. And with that, I must bid you adieu. Don’t worry, we’ll catch up very soon. … [Muffled] Who’s mummy’s wittle echolocator? That’s right—you are! —End transcript

I swear the older I get, the more I value bad examples over good ones. It's a good thing too, because most people are egotistical, neurotic, self-absorbed peons, insistent on wearing near-sighted glasses in a far-sighted world. And it's this exact sort of myopic ignorance that has led to my groundbreaking new theory. I call it Mim's Theorem of Monkey See Monkey Don't, and what it boils down to is this: it is my belief that there are some people whose sole purpose of existence is to show the rest of how not to act.

Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, too terrified to disobey, too terrified to disagree.

Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, too terrified to disobey, too terrified to disagree..

You study any pretty democracy, from the ancient Greeks forward, and you'll see that the only way each system functions is with a working class of slaves. Peons to haul the garbage so the upper crust can campaign and vote.

What’s so funny?’ asked Peone. ‘Catholic cops are funny,’ said Lester. ‘You were listening?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Yeah? Catholic Indians are funny.’ ‘There’s lots of Catholic Indians.’ ‘There’s lots of Catholic cops.

I assumed he’d kill me, not my people. (Stryker) The man’s name is War. Did that not clue you in about his personality? This would be tantamount to meeting Peone and expecting the goddess of retaliation to forgive you and blithely walk away to let you live a happy life. (Zephyra)

There is no perfect place, job or life; we only have the present time. Love what you do, or do something else".

You’re right. So right. My heart is a god among mere mortals. A queen among peons. A rock star among the masses. There’s nothing to worry about. Everything will be okay.

Yes, there was racism, but there was also classism. You’re a high-powered corporate attorney. You’ve spent most of your life reviewing contracts, brokering deals, talking on the phone. That’s what you’re good at, that’s what made you rich and what allowed you to hire a plumber to fix your toilet, which allowed you to keep talking on the phone. The more work you do, the more money you make, the more peons you hire to free you up to make more money. That’s the way the world works. But one day it doesn’t. No one needs a contract reviewed or a deal brokered. What it does need is toilets fixed. And suddenly that peon is your teacher, maybe even your boss. For some, this was scarier than the living dead.

Dejé de ser la intermediaria entre el capataz y los peones, la responsable de todo. La mujer que acababa el día hecha jirones y que era remendada durante la noche con el único propósito de poder ser despedazada de nuevo a la mañana siguiente.

—La chica cabreada compartía con su novio la pasión por el ajedrez. Ellos siempre decían que el amor era como el ajedrez. Que hay gente que ama con movimientos rápidos, como los alfiles o las torres. Otros quieren de forma extraña, como los caballos. Y finalmente hay otros que son como peones, que no saben amar, sólo saben dar un paso corto, pero esos pueden llegar al final del tablero y conseguir encontrar otra forma de querer.

Valentine's day: one day day to celebrate love, friendship, give hugs and say sweet things to your loved ones? C'mon, I need an entire year of that!

Not having to eat my daily lunch on a tupperware is a much stronger deciding factor for choosing my occupation than a mere high salary

Bow down, peons,” Lincoln said. “I’m a king among men.” “Where are you coming up with this?” Cole asked him. Lincoln pointed at Jackson. “Um, hello—Jackson Burke knows my name.

Peons must have conformity. The instinct to seek it is in their souls. It is what makes them peons. It is the essence of peonhood

Thus, in that inevitable taking of sides which comes from selection and emphasis in history, I prefer to try to tell the story of the discovery of America from the viewpoint of the Arawaks, of the Constitution from the standpoint of the slaves, of Andrew Jackson as seen by the Cherokees, of the Civil War as seen by the New York Irish, of the Mexican war as seen by the deserting soldiers of Scott’s army, of the rise of industrialism as seen by the young women in the Lowell textile mills, of the Spanish-American war as seen by the Cubans, the conquest of the Philippines as seen by black soldiers on Luzon, the Gilded Age as seen by southern farmers, the First World War as seen by socialists, the Second World War as seen by pacifists, the New Deal as seen by blacks in Harlem, the postwar American empire as seen by peons in Latin America. And so on, to the limited extent that any one person, however he or she strains, can “see” history from the standpoint of others.

The best emotional relief is not venting our problems, that only fuels the pain. It is focusing on something else, taking control of our lives and staying away from people that keep reminding us about our problems.

Even in the Bible, the admonition in the Ten Commandments not to 'covet thy neighbor's wife' clearly referred not to lust in one's heart (adultery had already been covered in commandment number seven), but to the prospect of taking her as a debt-peon—in other words, as a servant to sweep one's yard and hang out the laundry.

I do not know what came first, the brown-nose worker or the arrogant boss; I simple hate it and I not be part of it.

I don't know what came first, the brown-nose worker or the arrogant boss; I simple hate it and I won't be part of it.

When you are told 'you cannot change the world', is because you are already doing it.

We all have that toxic people around us that make our lives miserable... The day we take them out from our lives, we will all become better people; including them...

Most people in a lifetime will have the opportunity to enjoy about 30,000 sunrises and 30,000 sunsets... And that is it!

If I had to own a car, I rather have a small one... A small trunk will constantly remind me to pack light and remain minimalist.

We are all born with the universal right of being authentic.

The receding waves of foreign peon labor are leaving California agriculture to the mercies of our own people. The old methods of intimidation and starvation perfected against the foreign peons are being used against the new white migrant workers. But they will not be successful.

Freedom is all or nothing. With the likes of this would-be heartrending rabble, these pseudopathetic peons beating his battering rams against the gates, Dio knew that, in time, he was sure to smash them down. When freedom expands to mean freedom of instinct and social destruction, then freedom is dead.

Achievement is the best sleep aid pill...

Only the World will save the World! -- The key is good education.

If we think about it... There is no reason for hate in this World if everyone had the most selfish attitude of doing what they love.

Don't you worry about me peon. I’m strong. I’m just cleaning my heart with the tears...

From what I see, there are only two types of pack members--the hierarchy who are power hungry and the peons who are power less. - Cody Forester, Wolfsbane Brew

My inner bitch could handle this peon without even breaking a sweat.

Only peons made excuses for themselves, she taught me. Never apologize, never explain.

but his monumental pride prevented him from recognizing in the man any virtues beyond those that marked him as a good peon.

Being liked by everyone is nearly impossible; but there is certainly someone out there for whom you are the cutest, smartest, funniest and most fascinating person they will ever meet...

Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to it's whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, too terrified to disobey.

Nacieron para ser peones de la casualidad y resignarse a lo que viniera. Pertenecían al ejército, al gris ejército de los hombres que malean la atmósfera, achican la tierra y afean la vida sin propósito ni razón. - "Alhué

. . . what seems to be an isolated patch of blue mist floats lightly on the glare of the horizon. This is the peninsula of Azuera, a wild chaos of sharp rocks and stony levels cut about by vertical ravines. It lies far out to sea like a rough head of stone stretched from a green-clad coast at the end of a slender neck of sand covered with thickets of thorny scrub. Utterly waterless, for the rainfall runs off at once on all sides into the sea, it has not soil enough—it is said—to grow a single blade of grass, as if it were blighted by a curse. The poor, associating by an obscure instinct of consolation the ideas of evil and wealth, will tell you that it is deadly because of its forbidden treasures. The common folk of the neighbourhood, peons of the estancias, vaqueros of the seaboard plains, tame Indians coming miles to market with a bundle of sugar-cane or a basket of maize worth about threepence, are well aware that heaps of shining gold lie in the gloom of the deep precipices cleaving the stony levels of Azuera. Tradition has it that many adventurers of olden time had perished in the search.

Cuando los niños estaban conmigo, pensaba que tenían vidas ordenadas y sencillas. A diferencia de cuando vivíamos todos en familia, apenas me enfadaba con ellos. Casi todo lo que hacían me parecía bien. Lejos de Pat, sin esa supervisión insoportable, sin esos constantes requerimientos de atención y respuesta, mi furia se esfumaba. Dejé de ser la intermediaria entre el capataz y los peones, la responsable de todo. La mujer que acababa el día hecha jirones y que era remendada durante la noche con el único propósito de poder ser despedazada de nuevo a la mañana siguiente.

Office Peone looked at John and wondered what mental illness he had. The Seattle streets were filled with the mostly-crazy, half-crazy, nearly crazy, and soon-to-be crazy. Indian, white, Chicano, Asian, men, women, children. The social workers did not have anywhere near enough money, training, or time to help them. The city government hated the crazies because they were a threat to the public image of the urban core. Private citizens ignored them at all times of the year except the few charitable days leading up to and following Christmas. In the end, the police had to do most of the work. Police did crisis counseling, transporting them howling to detox, the dangerous to jail, racing the sick to the hospitals, to a safer place. At the academy, Officer Peone figured he would be fighting bad guys. He did not imagine he would spend most of his time taking care of the refuse of the world. Peone found it easier when the refuse were all nuts or dumb-ass drunks, harder when they were just regular folks struggling to find their way off the streets.

Flies are annoying by nature and their behavior will never change; we can only keep them away. We should do the same with toxic people.

Every wasted minute becomes one less minute of priceless sleep time

every minute spent on good sleep, it was well spent; unless you are sleeping outside under the stars

My favorite political orientation is: the common sense.

The best version of ourselves is to be our true selves; perfection is not necessary.

A violent society is an underdeveloped society.

Attitude breaks any vicious cycle

My passport just identifies me; my behavior shows my real identity.

Luck does not exist. You do it right, things go well; you do it wrong, things go bad.

In my opinion, there are only two types of truly empowered people: freethinkers and the ones in power".

For those of us who live in a sunny and hot desert, a cloudy day is sometimes all we need to clear our minds...

Desde el amanecer grupos de curiosos, impulsados por el rumor, se acercaron al montón de piedras que marcaban el lugar del asesinato de Madero y Pino Suárez en el exterior de la Penitenciaría para retratarse frente a él (...) Probablemente ni ellos ni los asesinos sabían que Madero era de familia de ricos hacendados pero curaba a los peones de su hacienda con homeopatía;vestía frac en las recepciones oficiales, pero se mordía la punta de los dedos sobre los guantes blancos; que su máxima pasión como presidente eran las largas cabalgatas por el bosque de Chapultepec; que se comunicaba con los espíritus aunque no le contestaran y que casi todos los mexicanos, o al menos muchos de ellos, sabían que era más bueno que el pan.

El resto de nosotros, es decir, los seres anónimos, parecemos ser en el mejor de los casos objetos de la historia sin saberlo, peones de una partida de ajedrez que se desplazan hacia delante, se dejan en su sitio, se sacrifican o son abatidos y cuya vida, si es que la tienen, transcurre en un mundo totalmente distinto, sin la más mínima relación con lo que les sucede sobre el tablero de ajedrez que ocupan.

If societies change and progress at a low pace, why the need for so much rush and neglecting of what really matters in our daily lives? Slow down and enjoy life... Because it is certainly and unexpectedly short...

The symbolic power of Barack Obama’s presidency—that whiteness was no longer strong enough to prevent peons from taking up residence in the castle—assaulted the most deeply rooted notions of white supremacy and instilled fear in its adherents and beneficiaries. And it was that fear that gave the symbols Donald Trump deployed—the symbols of racism—enough potency to make him president, and thus put him in position to injure the world.

Let's never, never, never, forget these three things: An easy fun life is totally achievable. A plan and many steps may be needed. No matter how tired and deep in the mud we are, let's make sure we take one little step forward every day.

I think is inherent in humans to be driven by a cause. However, we must be able to differentiate between sensationalism and true facts. Otherwise we risk to sacrifice many things in life for the wrong cause; which may even include our own happiness.

Some of them screamed. Some of them wept. Some of them grinned like LSD was a blast. A case officer said John Stanton hatched the idea - lets flood Cuba with this shit before we invade. Langley co-signed the brainstorm. Langley embellished it: Let's induce mass hallucinations and stage the second coming of Christ!!!! Langley found some suicidal actors. Langley dolled them up to look like J.C. Langley had them set to pre-invade Cuba concurrent with the dope saturation. Peter howled. The case officer said, 'It's not funny.' A drug-zorched peon whipped out his wang and jacked off.

esos son principios: ocupa, ataca y defiende el centro de tablero; desarrolla las piezas menores; enrócate cuanto antes; no saques la dama tan rápido en el juego; evita mover la misma pieza más de una vez durante la apertura; los alfiles van mejores en juegos abiertos, los caballos en los cerrados; las torres pertenecen a las filas abiertas; no crees isla de peones; adelanta los peones pasados; crea cadenas de peones; intercambia para simplificar la posición; pon las torres detrás de los peones pasados; saca el caballo primero que su alfil; intercambia piezas para aumentar la proporción de la ventaja…

I feign knowledge of writing: that I know something about it, that I should have learned something after all these years, that I might know something tomorrow. I read too much and write too little, or write too much and live too little. I have no classical education, no literary degree. I’m not specialized, Hugoed or geniusized; should I be writing at all? In this whole vast world, I’m a female peon sitting here at night wondering what it is I want to say. I aim for fluidity. But no, nix that line, that thought, this life. That’s the crux of it, isn’t it? This life: it’s out of reach. I’m not sure what I’m saying anymore.

Every day is a micro-representation of our entire lives, it starts with us having a lot of energy and world of possibilities ahead, but if we are not careful, we can end it feeling exhausted, frustrated and leaving many things undone as time is over... Thus, let's prioritize on what really matters in life every day!

At this point I realised what it meant to be a man in India. It meant knowing what one could do and knowing what one could only get done. It meant being able to hold onto two patterns simultaneously. One was methodical, hierarchical, regulated and the outcome depended on fate, chance, kings and desperate men. The other was intuitive, illicit and guaranteed. The trick was to know when to shift between the patterns, to peel the file off a table and give it to a peon, to speak easily of one's cousin the minister or archbishop. I did not think I would ever know what these shifts entailed, and that meant, in essence, that I was never going to grow up.

What it includes is what progressives call “history from below.” Typical of this approach is Howard Zinn’s classic work, A People’s History of the United States. Zinn purports to show the discovery of America from the viewpoint of the Arawaks, the Constitution from the standpoint of the slaves, the Civil War as seen by the New York Irish, the Mexican War from the angle of deserting servicemen, the rise of industrialism as experienced by women working in the Lowell textile mills, the two world wars as seen by socialists and pacifists and postwar America’s role in the world as seen by peons in Latin America.4 Essentially Zinn uses the victim’s perspective to generate an anti-American narrative, one that is not confined to the academic sphere but has now spread virus-like through the culture.

Indian Express (Indian Express) - Clip This Article at Location 721 | Added on Sunday, 30 November 2014 20:28:42 Fifth column: Hope and audacity Ministers, high officials, clerks and peons now report for duty on time and are no longer to be seen taking long lunch breaks to soak in winter sunshine in Delhi’s parks. Reform is needed not just in economic matters but in every area of governance. Does the Prime Minister know how hard it is to get a passport? Tavleen Singh | 807 words At the end of six months of the Modi sarkar are we seeing signs that it is confusing efficiency with reform? I ask the question because so far there is no sign of real reform in any area of governance. And, because some of Narendra Modi’s most ardent supporters are now beginning to get worried. Last week I met a man who dedicated a whole year to helping Modi become Prime Minister and he seemed despondent. When I asked how he thought the government was doing, he said he would answer in the words of the management guru Peter Drucker, “There is nothing quite so useless as doing with great efficiency something that should not be done at all.” We can certainly not fault this government on efficiency. Ministers, high officials, clerks and peons now report for duty on time and are no longer to be seen taking long lunch breaks to soak in winter sunshine in Delhi’s parks. The Prime Minister’s Office hums with more noise and activity than we have seen in a decade but, despite this, there are no signs of the policy changes that are vital if we are to see real reform. The Planning Commission has been abolished but there are many, many other leftovers from socialist times that must go. Do we need a Ministry of Information & Broadcasting in an age when the Internet has made propaganda futile? Do we need a meddlesome University Grants Commission? Do we need the government to continue wasting our money on a hopeless airline and badly run hotels? We do not. What we do need is for the government to make policies that will convince investors that India is a safe bet once more. We do not need a new government that simply implements more efficiently bad policies that it inherited from the last government. It was because of those policies that investors fled and the economy stopped growing. Unless this changes through better policies, the jobs that the Prime Minister promises young people at election rallies will not come. So far signals are so mixed that investors continue to shy away. The Finance Minister promises to end tax terrorism but in the next breath orders tax inspectors to go forth in search of black money. Vodafone has been given temporary relief by the courts but the retroactive tax remains valid. And, although we hear that the government has grandiose plans to improve the decrepit transport systems, power stations and ports it inherited, it continues to refuse to pay those who have to build them. The infrastructure industry is owed more than Rs 1.5 lakh continued... crore in government dues and this has crippled major companies. No amount of efficiency in announcing new projects will make a difference unless old dues are cleared. Reform is needed not just in economic matters but in every area of governance. Does the Prime Minister know how hard it is to get a passport? Does he know that a police check is required even if you just want to get a few pages added to your passport? Does he know how hard it is to do routine things like registering property? Does he know that no amount of efficiency will improve healthcare services that are broken? No amount of efficiency will improve educational services that have long been in terminal decline because of bad policies and interfering officials. At the same time, the licence raj that strangles private investment in schools and colleges remains in place. Modi’s popularity with ordinary people has increased since he became Prime Minister, as we saw from his rallies in Kashmir last week, but it will not la

[I]n that inevitable taking of sides which comes from selection and emphasis in history, I prefer to try to tell the story of the discovery of America from the viewpoint of the Arawaks, of the Constitution from the standpoint of the slaves, of Andrew Jackson as seen by the Cherokees, of the Civil War as seen by the New York Irish, of the Mexican war as seen by the deserting soldiers of Scott’s army, of the rise of industrialism as seen by the young women in the Lowell textile mills, of the Spanish-American War as seen by the Cubans, the conquest of the Philippines as seen by black soldiers on Luzon, the Gilded Age as seen by southern farmers, the First World War as seen by socialists, the Second World War as seen by pacifists, the New Deal as seen by blacks in Harlem, the postwar American empire as seen by peons in Latin America. And so on, to the limited extent that any one person, however he or she strains, can “see” history from the standpoint of others.

Whit always reminds me of the statues in the campus gardens. Beautiful. Perfect. Cold. Heartless. Seeing him now, the untouchable god among us peons, broken…bleeding. Human.

When breakfast was over you could tell by the long, long shadow of the fig tree that it was still very early in the morning. On sunny days Doña Teresa could tell the time almost exactly by its shadow, but on rainy days she just had to guess, because there was no clock in her little cabin. It was lucky that it was so early, because there were so many things to be done. The Twins and their mother were not the only busy people about, however, for there were two hundred other peons beside Pancho who worked on the hacienda, and each one had a little cabin where he lived with his family. There were other vaqueros besides [p 20 ] Pancho. There were ploughmen, and farmers, and water-carriers, and servants for the great white house where Señor Fernandez lived with his wife and pretty daughter Carmen. And there was the gatekeeper, José, 9 whom the Twins loved because he knew the most wonderful stories and was always willing to tell them. There were field-workers, and wood-cutters, and even fishermen. The huts where they all lived were huddled together like a little village, and the village, and the country for miles and miles around, and the big house, and the little chapel beside it, and the schoolhouse, and everything else on that great hacienda, belonged to Señor Fernandez. It almost seemed as if the workers all belonged to Señor Fernandez, too, for they had to do just what he told them to, and there was no other place for them to go and nothing else for them to do if they had wanted ever so much to change. [p 21 ] All the people, big and little, loved the fiesta of San Ramon. They thought the priest’s blessing would cause the hens to lay more eggs, and the cows to give more milk, and that it would keep all the creatures well and strong. Though it was a feast day, most of the men had gone away from their homes early, when Pancho did; but the women and children in all the little cabins were busy as bees, getting themselves and their animals ready to go in procession to the place where the priest was to bless them. As soon as breakfast was eaten, Doña Teresa said to Tonio: “Go now, my Tonio, and make Tonto beautiful! His coat is rough and full of burs, and he will make a very poor figure to show the priest unless you give him a good brushing. Only be careful

Por último, les dejaba un consejo que se ha convertido en una especie de consigna de la familia: “recuerden que no son más pero tampoco menos que nadie. Traten de vivir entre iguales; trabajen pero no manden, ni tampoco obedezcan” Esta misma recomendación, que todavía seguimos en la casa, es la que hace que nos quieran y nos odien. Más que mandar, explicamos, pedimos; y más que obedecer, decidimos si lo que nos piden es razonable, se puede hacer y está bien pedido. Ser desobedientes y poco mandones, en un país de peones y capataces, siempre ha sido algo extraño, atípico, antipático. No nos gusta que otros nos hagan las cosas, pero tampoco hacer las cosas de los otros. Preferimos hacerlo todo con las propias manos, y si necesitamos ayuda, de todas maneras somos los primeros en meter el hombro. Y metemos el hombro por otros, siempre y cuando ellos también trabajen y no se queden mandando y mirando, como si fueran de otra casta o de mejor familia. Eso no lo aguantamos

The servant nods at his master. “Of course, Lord va’Rin.” He gives me another intense look, but there’s no hate or impatience in it. I think he’s trying to thank me. I’m going to take it as such anyhow. I just beam at him. We peons have to stick together, after all.

You want to be a middle peon, neither rich nor poor, and there's no such thing.

Very soon into the campaign, Indira Gandhi realized things were not going according to plan. As she told journalist Pran Sabharwal, a few days after she announced elections, ‘Jab se election announce hua hai, chaprasi theek se paani tak nahin pila rahe hain (From the moment I have announced the election, even the peons are cold-shouldering me).

(atravesábamos la noche en compacto silencio, nada nos permitía adivinar nuestra prodigiosa velocidad; los peones dispensaban una luz moderada, pálida y fúnebre), tuve la repentina sensación de que esa larga nave de acero nos llevaba (discretamente, eficazmente, suavemente) hacia el Reino de las Tinieblas, hacia el Valle de la Sombra de la Muerte. Diez minutos después, llegábamos a Auray.

Something in the back of my mind is nagging me, disappointed in me, telling me I should be one of them, that I should be as defeated as they are. But, I'm not. I can't be that girl anymore. For so many years I lived in constant terror of myself. Doubt had married my fear and moved into my mind, where it built castles and ruled kingdoms and reigned over me, bowing my will to its whispers until I was little more than an acquiescing peon, too terrified to disobey, too terrified to disagree. I had been shackled, a prisoner in my own mind. But finally, finally, I have learned to break free.

let the peons we pee upon deal with those minor threats

When in doubt, the best way to confirm that you are not the problem in a team, in an organization or in any group of people, is to step back, keep your distance and see how they tear themselves apart when they have no one else to blame".

Practically anyone can slap a distracted lion on the face, but only a few will live to tell the tale.

America was a segregated workforce, and in many cases, that segregation contained a cultural element. A great many of our instructors were first-generation immigrants. These were the people who knew how to take care of themselves, how to survive on very little and work with what they had. These were the people who tended small gardens in their backyards, who repaired their own homes, who kept their appliances running for as long as mechanically possible. It was crucial that these people teach the rest of us to break from our comfortable, disposable consumer lifestyle even though their labor had allowed us to maintain that lifestyle in the first place. Yes, there was racism, but there was also classism. You’re a high-powered corporate attorney. You’ve spent most of your life reviewing contracts, brokering deals, talking on the phone. That’s what you’re good at, that’s what made you rich and what allowed you to hire a plumber to fix your toilet, which allowed you to keep talking on the phone. The more work you do, the more money you make, the more peons you hire to free you up to make more money. That’s the way the world works. But one day it doesn’t.

si no hay otra opción salvo la de hacernos monigotes del uno o del otro, peones que Lantano o Stanton Brose moverán a su antojo y de acuerdo con sus grandiosos planes...

The capitalists are automatically driven by the forces of an expanding economy to reach out to every corner of the earth for raw materials and markets. We take these by purchase where possible, but where we encounter resistance we are ready to use force. By this means we reduce all colonial peoples to the status of peons and we keep them there. But now come the heroic Bolsheviks, the followers of the Marxist-Leninist-Stalinist line, calling upon the awakening proletariat to arise and expropriate the expropriators

Unknot your gizzards, you quivering peon.

It took an inner spirit of remarkable strength to see oneself as more than a peon, enslaved to other men's wishes, when that was all one had ever known. Fitz

Los dioses hacen Reyes, tontos y peones de todos nosotros... Con el mismo sesgo, pero distinto detalle.

Her lips thinned, but she ignored the bait. “Schedules have been moved up in all departments, you know. Claire received her new reproduction assignment. It didn’t include Tony.” “Reproduction assignment? You mean, having a baby?” Leo could feel his face flushing. Somewhere within him, a long-controlled steam pressure began to build. “Do you hide what you’re really doing from yourselves with those weasel-words, too? And here I thought the propaganda was just for us peons.” Yei started to speak, but Leo overrode her, bursting out, “Good God! Were you born inhuman, or did you grow so by degrees—M.S., M.D., Ph.D. . . .” Yei

Anyway, in the interim since I turned writer—a good thirty years—I have hobnobbed with all varieties of man, from the highest to the lowest. I have know intimately saints and seers as well as those whom we disdainfully refer to as "the dregs of humanity." I don't know to which group I am more indebted. But I do know this—if we were suddenly faced with an overwhelming calamity, if I had to choose just one man with whom I would share the rest of my life in the midst of chaos and destruction, I would pick that unknown Mexican peon whom my friend Doner brought one day to clear the weeds in our garden. I no longer remember his name, for he was truly without name.

Tip 106 - Goblins Goblins will appear at the spawn point and kill the NPCs they find. There are different types including Sorcerer, Thief, Peon, Warrior, Archer and later the Goblin Summoner. Dig a pit on both sides of the base which will hold most of them back. Make a hole 5 deep by 6 wide or just put a pit next to the wall so they will fall in. Tip

When one-third of the population of the erstwhile Confederacy had consisted of the much-maligned Sons of Ham, the blacks had really been of economic, social and psychological value to the section. Not only had they done the dirty work and laid the foundation of its wealth, but they had served as a convenient red herring for the upper classes when the white proletariat grew restive under exploitation. .... The deep concern of the Southern Caucasians with chivalry, the protection of white womanhood, the exaggerated development of race pride and the studied arroVance of even the poorest half-starved white peon, were all due to the presence of the black man. Booted and starved by their industrial and agricultural feudal lords, the white masses derived their only consolation and happiness from the fact that they were the same color as their oppressors and consequently better than the mudsill blacks.

I don't care what came first, the brown nose worker or the arrogant boss; I simply hate it, and I won't be part of it.

I don't know what came first, the brown nose worker or the arrogant boss; I simply hate it, and I won't be part of it.

I don't know what came first, the brown-nose worker or the arrogant boss; I simple hate it and I not be part of it.

Every minute spent on good sleep, it was well spent; unless you are sleeping outside under the stars.

Life is like an ongoing theater performance, absolutely everyone has a role; thus, how good are you performing your role?

We all eventually and inevitably are going to leave this world, the beautiful thing is that we can all choose what to do with our lives in the meantime

Nowadays, every wasted minute becomes one less minute of priceless sleep time

—Somos peones en un juego de otros.

I do not care what was first, the brown nose worker or the arrogant boss; I simply hate it and will not be part of it.

Imagine you are going on vacation to a fun place where you can relax, eat well and enjoy your hobbies... What would you put in your suitcase? Now, let's imagine you decide to live a permanently fun life where you live... What are you waiting to get rid of what did not fit in your luggage?