“The People are no longer afraid” was the cover of one of the newspapers published on the 12th of May of 1974. On April 25, 1974 a coup carried out by the Armed Forces Movement (MFA), in disagreement with the colonial war that had been going on for thirteen years in Mozambique, Angola and Guinea, put an end to the Portuguese dictatorship, which lasted 48 years under the direction of Antonio Salazar and under the leadership of Marcelo Caetano (after 1968).
Thousands of people immediately left their homes, against the appeal of the military who led the coup – which insisted on the radio for people to stay at home -, especially in Lisbon and Porto, and it was with the people at their front door, shouting "death to fascism”, that the Government was surrounded in the Quartel do Carmo (Barracks of Carmo) in Lisbon; the doors of the prisons of Peniche and Caxias were opened for release all political prisoners; PIDE / DGS, the political police, was dismantled; the headquarters of newspaper of the regime, The Age, was attacked and the censorship was abolished.
The Portuguese empire would fall later in 1974, after mobilizing nearly two million forced workers (in the mines in South Africa, cotton plantations in Angola, among others) and a 13 year war – 1961-1974 – to prevent the independence of the African countries of Angola, Cabo Verde, Mozambique, Guinea-Bissau. Having been built to increase the profit of monopolies, as well as to discipline the workforce, the Portuguese dictatorship fell in the hands of the workers in April of 1974. A significant part of the property owners had to flee the country after the nationalizations which were meant to put an end to the workers’ control, which had become generalized starting February of 1975, especially in the banking sector, large metallomechanical factories, etc.
The ankylose structure of the empire – as well as that of its Bonapartist regime – led to the most important social rupture in post-war Europe – so great was the rupture and the length of it that no historian to this day has managed to determine how many workers’ meetings happened during the week after the coup by the MFA because there were hundreds, maybe thousands, and countrywide.
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I swear my boss is the dumbest fucker alive. Out chits go left to right with a gap, anything to the right of that gap/pushed over next to the window is to be presumed cooking. He put a bunch of orders he hadn't even started there so I took the chits, a half hour later people are asking for food they ordered 40 minutes ago because this stuff didn't get made
As someone who has been on your end, solidarity if you kill your boss.
Dewit.
He's a red fucking seal chef. He should know how order chits work. He also interferes with me when he feels like being in charge even though I'm calling orders and doing expo. During service I am working in the position where you call the shots and I am there instead of the boss because it's been pretty well agreed I'm really good at it and it's where I'm best used, but that also means I call the shots during that period. I'm the one coming in baked every day and smoking weed on my breaks, I should not be way more on the ball than my boss.
Galaxy Brain boss
He is a very interesting specimen. My dude can cook and knows about food real good, but his organizational skills are absolutely piss poor. The fact we even have a system for how we cycle order chits is cause of me. When I got on that line 3 years ago I pretty much went Gordon Ramsay mode about the absolute lack of structure and implemented a system that everyone else likes, contributed to refining and can work with to some pretty great results. Everyone aside is fucking great at their jobs, sous cheffery is pretty much democratized between me and 2 other people and we've been running things from.the shadows so things can go smoothly despite our bosses seemingly best efforts to fuck things up through his weird neuroses and constant missing the forest for the trees. He seems to have this idea that when the pizza line is clear everything is okay and doing that as fast as possible regardless of chit order is best. So for his own efficiency, say we have 5 chits in the next 20 minutes with a pepperoni pizza on each, hell make 5 pops, pop em in the oven and then do the rest of those 5 in a similar fashion. So when it gets to the window I'm sitting on one pizza for 5 different chits and it repeats and clogs up the very small window we have cause i cant clear any orders because I don't have any complete and just parts of 5 different ones, everything backs up and things are more fucked than if they'd just taken they're time and made the pizzas one or two chits at a time and them fired them in order from the hottest to coldest parts of the oven then they come out one order at a time and I don't need to sit on things. There are 4 people making food and I need to plate, garnish, cut every single thing they do by myself, so passing the buck to me is absolutely bullshit.
Fuck bosses, fuck cars, fuck landlords.