By now, American workers should realize their jobs aren’t just at risk—they’ve already been outsourced, sipping coconuts in the Philippines, and posting selfies with the caption: #LivingMyBestLife.
So what’s the plan? Invade Manila to reclaim your cubicle? “Operation Freedom Spreadsheet”? Imagine Marines storming in, demanding, “Give us back our customer service hotlines, data analytics , programming, AI and nobody cancels Netflix!”
Here’s the bigger joke: this is a democracy, and in theory, you’re supposed to vote in your own best interest. At the very least, for your family’s. Instead, a lot of Americans vote like it’s a college football rivalry: doesn’t matter if your team is starving you and charging $600 for an Advil—so long as your mascot wins.
But ideology doesn’t feed you. It doesn’t cover healthcare. It doesn’t make sure your kids graduate without owing their souls to Sallie Mae.
So next election, maybe forget the Twitter wars and bumper stickers. Try something radical: vote for the person who might actually improve your life. Because if you don’t, your next job will be outsourced to Mars, and Elon Musk doesn’t offer healthcare or dental.