Tiny Tyrants

“MAX, MAX, GET ME A PEPSI”

It still shocks me to this day how my friend’s parents used him for free labor, even when a group of people were over hanging out.

A dozen of us sat in the basement looking at each other while Max had to go run around doing chores.

His Dad sat in a massive easy chair lording over everything like Jabba the Hutt.

What a weird microcosm I had entered. It’s hard to know if his dad was simply blind or intentionally trying to embarrass and diminish Max.

You think you’d want to at least pretend some sense of decorum—but some evil in the world doesn’t care that you know it exists.

Clearly, I’m obsessed with imbalanced power dynamics. Have you ever witnessed a situation like this?

Stay vigilant friends,

Lucas