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What goes completely unaddressed is the entire male-centric aspect about the whole thing. Military order, uniforms with officer hats that have no room for your hair... when they let women in I swear it's just because they get off on seeing them dressed up like SS officers or something. The only way to play along is with a riding crop and an attitude and just indulge all their male fantasies, even if they don't realize it's exploitative or weird. To them it's just how it is--the whole popular airship culture. Well I've had it, and I'm going to do something about it.
Also, the "rank" thing. Captians, First Mates, Second Mates, Third Mates (they have those?), Quartermasters, Boatswains, Powder Monkeys, Able Airshipmen, Wipers (I KNOW!!!). I mean, I understand not EVERYBODY could be captain because we'd never get anywhere, but couldn't things be a bit more consensus driven? And I think everybody would be a bit more well rounded if we spent time in different positions, you know, navigator today and surgeon tomorrow?
The whole fact that we have this obviously military system seems sketchy. Are we at war here? Who are we fighting? Well I'll tell you it's US--all these ranks of oppression with no real enemy in sight means we've turned the system against ourselves, and made ourselves the enemy. Because what's the punishment for insubordination? That's right--keel hauling! Which is just as dangerous in the air as it is in the water.
Ok but what's with the uniforms? I mean, I'm willing to believe that airships just on their own aren't giant symbols of crypto-imperialism, but why do we all have to wear these uniforms? I was getting fitted for mine, and I have to admit the epaulettes are pretty swishy, but isn't that just another symbol of military and authoritarian oppression that we're whitewashing by decontextualizing it in this way? I asked Inez, the ship's seamstress, and she says she's just thankful to have a job, so who am I to be critical? I guess I'll just wear a uniform and fly around in a giant airship and pretend I'm not sucking out the last dregs of privilege left over as booty from 100 years of worldwide exploitation.
So I was convinced by the very nice HR person at Zephyr Air Transport that all the Colonial Symbolism that they utilize has been thoroughly vetted and laundered through state-of-the-art post-appropriation mechanisms, not to mention completely immersed in proprietary meta-irony compounds before being allowed contact with the public, and there was no danger of succumbing to any kind of "creeping rot" or other sleepy fascist/imperial tendencies through exposure to it. So I'm finally ready to sign up, and just as soon as I finish up this big bowl of ice cream I'm heading down the to the recruitment bureau to take my physical. See you there!
Hey so my vacation fell through (really weird series of coincidences) and so it turns out I do have time to ship out with the Thot Slayer for the summer. Yay! But, as I was waiting at the air ticket counter while they looked for my plane reservation I began to have some questions about Zephyr Air Transport and its role in colonialism? Specifically, doesn't Zephyr Air Transport, through the technology it employs, serve to perpetuate colonial symbolism and a yearning for a "simpler time" when the white hero could serenely fly above the underdeveloped, unwashed masses, safe in a technological (and thus implied moral) superiority? Isn't Zephyr Air Transport merely post-colonial propaganda to distract the marginalized classes from their oppression, fetishizing a giant floating phallus as it imposes its girth upon the natives below, strafing them with its streamlined vision of a future forever denied?
I’m thrilled to have been accepted as the newest crew member of the Thot Slayer! They were so accommodating about letting me take time off right away, on account of the vacation I already had planned. I’ll be starting school as soon as I return, which is full time, and if everything goes according to plan I’ll graduate in about three years. After that I’m scheduled for a graduate program, which will last another two, followed by a stint in the Forever Corps, which is how I’m planning on paying back my student loans. The Forever Corps, as you know, is the government’s time-travel aid agency, which travels deep into the future and the past delivering aid and working on strategic development projects in the timeline. I hear my placement will be in timeline Melinda 2-A, which is supposedly the up and coming “it” timeline, so I’m really honored to have been picked.
So, just as soon as all that is wrapped up, I’ll be super excited to officially start my first day on the Thot Slayer!
Good evening Thot Slayer crew members. I have arrived to inform you that I have joined this ship's lovely crew.
I am here to inform you that your job has been accepted by me! Thank you for informing me about the aggressiveness of the cats. As for the long nails, I will most likely cut them in order to avoid damage. This is just a precaution as my insurance doesn't cover extreme cat scratches.
Job claimed by Professor Grape Face 2018-04-26 18:32:01
I need three cats delivered to Felinis. Be extremely cautious, it is unknown if they are aggressive. They're like little invisible ninjas. Oh, and their claws haven't been clipped since last year. Good luck.
Hey there Buckaroos! A mighty thanks for accepting my job--transporting a small herd of the wildest buckin' seahorses in the Seven Seas to the Grand International Oceanic Stock Show in Atlantia in time for the big hoedown next month. But it looks like Moe's takin' some time off, and wasn't sure if this job got handed off properly there on the ol' Thot Slayer. Are you skypokes headin' my way to get these sea ponies to the underwater rodeo on time or what? Let me know, because if these buckin' beauties don't make it to the show on time there'll be heck to pay!