October 9, 2007 – 02:18 pm
[Editor's note: this entry of "It Could Have Been a Brilliant Career" is written by Kyle Callahan, not J.M.F. Stone, the regular proprietor of this particular column.]
On Friday afternoon, Dawn and I listened to a message that J.M.F. left on our answering machine that said something to the effect of “Hey guys. I’m going to [...]
April 18, 2007 – 10:27 am
[Editor's Note: You all may remember JMF Stone as the author of 'The Slaughterhouse Update.' Well, back in December, JMF quit his job as a slaughterhouse employee and moved to Crested Butte, Colorado, where he became a ski bum. To make ends meet, JMF got a job as a nightime janitor at a local school. [...]
November 7, 2006 – 10:24 am
[Here is a special message from the one member of Fluid Imagination who understands what it means to kill - Ed.]
So Saddam Hussein is guilty of committing crimes against humanity and is going to be hanged by the neck until dead. Ordering the death of 148 people is a crime against humanity. Mission [...]
October 6, 2006 – 12:03 pm
Fall is the busiest time of year at the slaughterhouse. Farmers are anxious to get their summer’s work into the freezer before winter. Most days, even Saturdays now, are spent cutting away at a very full meat locker. The work is endless. There is always more coming in the back than going out the [...]
August 22, 2006 – 12:01 am
Today, I, JMF Stone, officially became a butcher. Sure, I’ve been working away at the slaughterhouse for over a month now, but today I was officially inducted into the elite society of meat cutting professionals. And no I didn’t fuck a sheep. If that was all it took I would’ve become a butcher at 13. [...]
Last Wednesday was my first day on the job at Over the Hill Farm. While my job has not yet necessitated the actual killing of live animals, I do spend 8 hours cutting them up into small, delicious, pieces. I also spend most of the morning working next to my sensei, Roger.
I first [...]
One week from today, I , JMF Stone, will begin a job with Over The Hill Farm in Benson, Vermont. The name, Over the Hill, seems to foreshadow my mid-life-crisis yet to come, but for now, I am optimistic about the job as my last week of freedom ekes by insignificantly.
To call Over the Hill [...]
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