Meet the Cast

A college tale, all up in a whirl,
Of characters whose lives we shall unfurl.
Though fictitious, not true from real life,
They capture the essence of faculty strife.

The characters we'll meet are not real,
Any likeness to life, no matter how genteel;
Is just by chance, complete coincidence,
Just imagination with no significance.

Our story takes place at a university,
But it is a fictitious one, you see.
On a planet far away it floats likes cotton,
With multiples campuses, as is not uncommon.

One satellite we'll call Small Campus,
Which once was bright, with high, great status.
Splendid leaders, intelligent and true,
Guided the way, with a great path to pursue!

But darkness came, a sinister force,
Small Campus turned, its virtuous course,
And dark clouds gathered, as evil came,
And turned a happy place to one of shame.

Yet still, a glimmer of hope remains,
That light will vanquish this evil's stain.
For hearts of those who seek the right,
Have the power to restore the light.

So let us begin, this journey to explore,
The lives of those we've never met before.
For in the end, their stories will be yours,
As we discover what the heart endures.

So if we mortals have offended,
think but this, and all is mended.
Oh wait, that's Shakespeare, line by line,
Let's start this tale, it's just about time!

Let's meet the cast of this tale. 

First, there's me! The Brave Little Lecturer fighting for justice! 

The Brave Little Lecturer

The Brave Little Lecturer, so bold and so true,

Fought for his rights, though the odds were askew.

Undaunted by threats, he pressed on with might,

Seeking justice and fairness, a challenging fight.

Against the U's forces, he held his ground strong,

Standing for rights, exposing the wrongs.

Yet the U with state money threw up a wall,

That threatened to crush him and cause him to fall. 

He fought like a lion, with the strength of ten men, 

Exposing injustice, he refused to cave in! 

The battle was uphill, the odds they were bleak,

But the Brave Little Lecturer was never once meek.

He stands, ever brave, a beacon of hope,

Ever moving upward along the steep slope.

Though thunder may clap and skies may turn black, 

He will always go forward, not one step back. 

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And now for the other players in this drama! 

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Nokloo, the Not-So-Fearless Leader

The Not-So-Fearless Leader's reign,

Is thoroughly bizarre and quite in vain.

Into the sand goes his head at first sign of trouble, 

Ignoring the chaos, living in a bubble. 

A feckless leader, with no sense of care,

Yet still he sits, his throne a gilded chair.

Oblivious to chaos, what good is he for?

A leader in name, but nothing more.

Sneaky Snake, the Small Campus Ruler

Once bright days on campus have turned to gloom,

As the Sneaky Snake slithers around the room.

Ruler of a small-scale campus, a master of deceit,

Plots and schemes, refusing to negotiate or retreat.

The snake sits coiled, forked tongue flicking with glee,

Denying requests, leaving faculty in misery.

"We make the rules, you must obey," it hisses with might,

Wielding its power, reveling in their plight.

The annually-renewable faculty live in fear,

Knowing their contracts could disappear each year.

The snake administrator loves to cause them strain,

Complicating their work, making their days a drain.

But the darkness won't last, light will shine through,

When the campus community stands firm, united and true.

They'll challenge this snake, its reign will soon cease,

Restoring the campus to its former peace.

The Big Boss, Ruler of the University System

The Big Boss, he rules with an iron fist,

A snake in the grass, his ambition's not missed.

"The small campus leaders are a thorn in my side, 

But I'll back them up, even when they've lied!"

With a scowl and a sneer, he surveys his domain,

The idea of faculty rights is causing him pain.

For the Big Boss, you see, he's a force to be reckoned,

His North Star of power he won't let be threatened.

Professor Commonsense, the Voice of Reason

There once was a prof, Commonsense by name,

Who spoke words of wisdom, though often in vain.

The leaders would scoff, "Your ideas are a shame!

We'll do what we want, your protests are lame."

But Commonsense stands, a beacon of reason,

Undeterred by the challenges, battles, or season.

For he knows that in time, his voice will be heard,

And the campus will heed the wisdom of each word.

So here's to this hero, this champion of sense,

Whose wisdom and logic they consider offence.

Though they may ignore him, his voice will ring true -

Commonsense is essential to have through and through. 

Big Boss's Lawyers

The Big Boss's Lawyers, they boast and they brag,

"Taxpayer money, our mighty war flag!

With public treasury at our command,

We are invincible, a fearless band!"

They strut and swagger, their egos swell,

Thinking themselves above all else to dwell.

But laws are meant to serve the common good,

Not line the pockets of those who think they could.

Campus Gopher, the Small Campus HR Pro

Here's Campus HR, the one and only,

Whose role on campus is a bit uncanny.

"I'm not so sure what exactly I do,

But I'm here anyway, so how do you do?"

Though the scope of their work is hard to say,

One thing is certain, they get paid anyway.

They have none of the answers, that's all too clear, 

They're not here for you, forget that idea!

Big Gopher, Big Boss's HR Pro Extraordinaire

There once was an HR pro extraordinaire,

Whose heart was as cold as the frigid north air.

He cared not for people, just numbers and stats,

Treating workers like mice in a maze of rat traps.

With clipboard in hand, he'd stalk through the halls,

Monitoring breaks, docking pay for late calls.

"Efficiency, productivity, that's what I crave!"

He'd bark at the staff, like a shark in a cave.

But deep down inside, Big Gopher was quite hollow,

His soul had been swallowed by spreadsheets to follow.

For him there's no "human" in "Human Resources,"

But only cold-blooded managerial forces. 

Chameleon, Big Boss's Equal Opportunity Enforcer

Chameleon, the Enforcer of Equal Opportunity,

Instead enforces Big Boss's rules in perpetuity.

With a velvet touch and a charming smile,

Bending the law for Big Boss all the while.

With words smooth as silk, he lulls you to sleep,

Then strikes without warning, his true colors to keep.

Equal opportunity, quite the facade so kind,

Protecting the powerful, the weak left behind.

No-Hope Foryu, the Federal Civil Rights Protector

There once was a Protector, so bold and so grand,

Tasked with guarding rights across this fair land.

Alas, understaffed and overwhelmed, they did sigh,

"Your rights? We don't care, go sue 'em, goodbye!"

Oh, the Federal Protector, a legend so bleak,

Whose help you can't get, no matter how you shriek.

"We're too busy!" they'd say, with a wink and a grin,

"Your civil rights? Psh, good luck getting them in!"

So there you have it, a tale of woe and dismay,

Where the Protector's just a facade, come what may.

A cautionary yarn, a lesson to heed:

When your rights are at stake, you're on your own, indeed!

Big Bark, The State Attorney-General

The State Attorney-General, Big Bark by name,

Cares not for justice, only power and fame.

"I'll stand by the state, come what may,"

Big Bark proclaims, to the people's dismay.

No matter right or wrong, he'd say,

"The state's machinery you must obey."

"The instrumentality of the state," he proclaims,

"Is all that matters, regardless of your claims."

The "Justice" System

Let's hear this sad old tale unfold,

Of a system that's more like a game of gold.

The rich and mighty hold the key,

To get the judge to grant their plea.

But the poor and meek, they stand alone,

Their cries for justice left to moan.

For in this world, money talks the most,

Their pleas for fairness are quickly lost.

If you have a sack of money, to sum it up, 

You can get justice quickly wrapped up. 

But if you have nothing, are financially strained, 

You get bupkis, no use to complain! 

The Lawyers

The Lawyers, we're a mighty crew,

Fearless defenders, through and through.

We'll be on your case, come what may,

Until your wallet's drained away.

But hark! Our clients grow weary and spent,

As our fees mount, their wallets lament.

"Enough is enough!" our clients will shout,

"We're running out of money, there's no way out!"

Us Lawyers, we pause, with a sly little grin,

"Have no fear," we say, "we'll work to win!"

And so the dance continues, the battle rages on,

Until our clients' funds have long since gone.

But hey, don't worry, it's all in good fun,

The law's a game, and we've just won.

So let's raise a glass to us legal eagles,

Who'll fight for you, until your wallet dribbles!

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WHAT WILL HAPPEN NEXT? 

The players in this drama, quite a crew,

Administrators, lawyers, faculty too.

How did this saga begin, you ask?

A tangled web of intrigue to unmask.

The university, a hallowed ground,

Where knowledge flows, with minds profound.

But alas, a rift began to grow,

Tensions rising, tempers aglow.

Ah, the suspense, it's almost too much!

What fate awaits this motley bunch?

So grab some popcorn, settle in with glee,

This university drama, is such a sight to see!

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