Title Wave

The revolution is upon us, and it started with this bloke named Billy. Billy realized he had a voice. Realized that his life spent working for the power plant, and his time spent at Off Track Betting was interesting. That his 25 year old tiger tattoo really did mean something and that the pain was real. That it talked to him when he got it, and it talked to others at the bar when he showed it off. Even though, he picked it out of a book and it very closely resembled clip art.

Billy realized he had a voice. He might not be special, but he is Billy, and there is only one of him. So damn. I guess he's special. And in collecting his thoughts and writing a sentence or two of English, although it be broken and bastardized, he feels validated. And somehow it all becomes worth while for a while. His mark can be made. One word at a time. And the interesting thing is, that he has a following. That there are a thousand folks like him reading his blog while sitting in their trailers using their mom's old 400Mhz Dell, cursing to themselves because they are still using dial-up.

As they read, they realize that they are not alone. That they too, have a very similar tiger tattoo, and that they picked it out of a very similar book at a very similar tattoo parlor. The only striking difference is, that their tiger tattoo has a very different story and it too, is just as significant.