California Uber allies

This morning started off like most mornings, I woke up, I brushed my teeth, I put on a clean Ralph Lauren button-up dress shirt, extra starch please! Got into my BMW coupe and turned on the sirius satellite radio. Dead Kennedy's are blasting as i drive to my 9 to 5 middle management job. Im moshin. California Uber allies. As I sing along the reality of my situation sets in. What the fuck happened? How did it come to this? I hear Screeching Wasel singing in the back of my head " We become what we hate". I guess it happens to the best of us. Fuck.