Mouse's Ear Memoirs: Letter and Poster

Here is the simple yet effective note that I gave to Ralph on my last night working at Mouse's Ear. This is an example of a “canned” statement (according to Centerfold attorney Christina Corl) that I sometimes give to my exploitative employers.

Idiot DJ Chris Conner used to play a song called “Bad Intentions” by Niykee Heaton when I walked through the door to work. At other strip clubs who communicate with each other about me, other Idiot DJs will play “Bad Intentions” multiple times per night while I am working. The irony is that my intentions aren't bad. I am an employee with rights, asserting those rights. The intention of the Brownings and other strip club owners is to deny dancers of every right possible and deny us everything we deserve, and then when dancers fight back, fucking idiots like DJ Chris Conner call us “criminals” for asserting our rights. It's so victim-blaming and disgusting, but it has gone on for decades because dancers are a population of workers who are easy to take advantage of. Presenting a small note to my employers is the least I can do to open up a can of whoop ass. I'm not sure why more people aren't celebrating workers doing things like that. Maybe because even liberals like Idiot Conner have internalized the status quo and don't recognize freedom fighters for being awesome.

Here is the mandatory NLRB poster that Mouse's Ear had to put up after the NLRB found my claim to be Meritorious and reached a settlement agreement.