For many people, there is great inherent power within their SSDJ.
For the uninitiated, this is the acronym for Soul-Sucking Day Job.

Perhaps I should begin by explaining the Power of the Acronym.

Consider the following hypothetical, second-person scenario:

You have gathered with friends and relatives over a holiday weekend. Your chronically unemployed brother has prepared for the event by “stockpiling” some of his medication; provided by his Workmen’s Comp physician, Dr. Harmonius Feelgud.

Your group of ten settles in to enjoy a re-watching of Star Wars Episode One. The volume level in your sister’s apartment begins to swell, as many opinions of Jar-Jar Binks are shouted. Comments about the mental stability of George Lucas are voiced as well.

You are unaware that the neighbors have placed a call to Oaktree Building Management. Oaktree Building Management has called Local Police. Local Police remembers that FBI Special Agent Bradford is a resident of Oaktree Apartments. Perhaps he can do something.

You are also unaware that while you are currently just inside the western Kansas border, your brother and Dr. Harmonius Feelgud reside in the “Cool” state of Colorado.

Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Open Up! FBI!”

Contraband is flushed. Lysol is sprayed. Apologies and promises of responsible behavior are given sincerely.

FBI is a powerful acronym. Consider this alternate ending.

Bang! Bang! Bang!
“Open Up! Federal Bureau of Investigation!”

“What did he say?”
“It sounded like ‘artificial insemination’.”
“Emancipation Proclamation, maybe?”
“Did somebody order pizza?”
“I might have—I don’t remember.”
“I got it! I got it! Epidural Irrigation!”
“Here, hold this. I’m comin’, keep your pants on!”

The Power of the Acronym.

What is the power of the SSDJ?
Pain, my friends.

Didn’t come from money?
Grades not good enough?
Hate your job?
Hate what your future looks like?

Embrace the Motivational Force of the Masses.
Pain.
The Power of the SSDJ.

Be well, my friends.