Rock Bottom Podcast : "Suburbs, Sarcasm & Shenanigans" - If You Can't Take The Heat, Go Back And Get Another "Pumpkin Spice Latte"

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DJ ESG Season 15 Episode 8

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Freedom of speech isn't just a constitutional right—it's a responsibility to speak truth when systems fail those they're meant to serve. DJ ESG, the self-described "suburban prophet of sarcasm," unleashes a passionate defense of the First Amendment while simultaneously wielding it as a weapon against what he sees as administrative dysfunction in his local school district.

With righteous indignation, ESG tears into the stark contrast between administrators earning six-figure salaries while teachers struggle to afford housing in their own communities. "Take care of your teachers. Give them money to help support their families," he demands, channeling the frustration felt by educators nationwide who form the backbone of our educational system yet receive the least support. The podcast raises uncomfortable but necessary questions: How can districts justify spending thousands on mission statements when basic infrastructure goes unfunded? Why do superintendents remain isolated in comfortable offices rather than engaging directly with classroom challenges?

At its heart, this episode transforms personal grievance into a powerful call for accountability in public education. ESG's unfiltered criticism embodies America's tradition of holding power accountable through direct, uncompromising speech. Whether you're an educator, parent, taxpayer, or simply someone who believes in fair treatment of public servants, this episode will resonate with anyone frustrated by systems that protect administrative comfort at the expense of those doing the real work. Subscribe now to join a community of freedom fighters who believe in speaking truth to power—no matter how uncomfortable that truth might be.

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Speaker 1:

All right, if we're going to do it, we're going to do it, epic, or we're not going to do it at all. You guys ready? All right? This is DJ ESG. Welcome to the Rock Bottom Podcast. What's up, my beautiful, emotional, unstable freedom fighters? You know who? This is the suburban prophet of sarcasm, logic's worst nightmare and the human version of a middle finger in censorship.

Speaker 1:

Today we're talking about the first freaking amendment, the OG freedom clause, the magical little paragraph that lets me, a 46-year-old white Jewish male with no kids, no chill and zero interest in your feelings, say whatever the hell I want. And who better to test the limits of free speech than me, especially when I'm about to verbally annihilate the dynamic dysfunction duo running the local school district? Yeah, I said it, your superintendent and his little psychic. You know the jc penny clearance rack version of dr evil and mini me, except instead of plotting world domination, they're plotting half days, budget cuts and power points nobody asked for. And mini me, brah, former principal of the high school. You know this man's breath could peel paint. He hasn't brushed his teeth since the 1980 miracle on ice and it's starting to smell like the inside of a septicey cushion during a heat wave, if gingivitis had a face and a poorly knotted tie, it would be this guy. But guess what? I can say that first amendment, baby powdered, wig wearing revolutionaries died for my right to roast this duo like a wawa hoagie under a heat lamp and let's break it down like a bad group project. Congress shall make no law, yeah, no law, bro. If you want to shout from the rooftops that the school board is being run by a duo that looks like a rejected audition for Austin Powers 5, budget Cuts and Bad Breath, then by George I will. You don't like it? Tell the Constitution, sweetheart, kiss my ass.

Speaker 1:

Respecting an establishment of religion, you can't make me go to church temple or the weird school district spiritual retreat where they all chant strategic synergy and burn incest. That smells like broken dreams. You worship how you want. I'll be over here worshiping bagels and basic logic or prohibiting the free exercise thereof. If I want to chant Torah verses while chugging Red Bull and yelling defund Chromebooks, that's my spiritual journey. Don't tread on my religion or sarcasm, cynicism and righteous rage, or abridging the freedom of speech. This is my playground. You can't shut me up, especially when superintendent budget beard and his breathosaurus rex are out here acting like they're running the pentagon instead of a suburban school district with a seven percent reading proficiency rate. Wait, hold on a minute, hold on. This is a different school district than that bump that up about 70. Try to stop me. I'll hit you with the ghost of madison hamilton and a class action lawsuit filled in comic sands or of the press.

Speaker 1:

So to the local journos grinding it out for the byline and a turkey sub. But if you knock on my door with a clipboard and breath like mini me's, I will unleash a monologue so fierce ben franklin will rise from the grave and high fivefive me. Oh, the right of the people peacefully to assemble, like they're doing right now, out of the Summit Square shopping center telling everybody that Donald Trump's an asshole. I don't even know what to say. Do whatever you want. I'm still going over there to Giant to get ice cream. So whatever you guys want to do to stand out there in the cold holding up signs that's up to you. It's not going to change anything. You're in newtown pa. They're in washington dc. Just don't show up outside my wawa throwing bricks because you found out we have two grown men pretending to be a bond villain duo while screwing up the district budget.

Speaker 1:

That's not protest, that's a scheduling conflict with common sense. And to petition the government for a register of grievances, petition it all you want. I wrote a four-page footnoted complaint to the mayor about the pothole the size of delaware over there on the bypass. He don't give a fuck. You don't even drive anymore. I've emailed the school board about why there's still no ac in the gym, yet they spend 40k on a new mission statement. I don't know. You tell me, and don't get me started. On the chromebook lag, my dell Dell from 2007 loads faster. You think I'm quiet about it? I hit that all caps send button like I'm launching a missile because I can, because that's right, because this is America and I'm DJ ESG, a one man think tank of rage, sarcasm and iced coffee Bottom line.

Speaker 1:

The first amendment is beautiful chaos. It lets you speak the truth, scream your rants, drag corrupt cronies and roast a superintendent like he's a Thanksgiving turkey who just cut the arts budget. So speak loudly, but remember freedom of speech does not mean freedom from consequences. If you say something dumb, aunt Rhonda will hit you over the head with a pie tin at Thanksgiving, and if you're mini-me, with a dental hygiene of a soggy pretzel, maybe sit this one out. So for the douche nozzle superintendent, or the ex-principal of one of our high schools who decided to call over one of my agents and tell them hey, please, please, ask him not to call the press, or ask him not to call anybody else, please, please. You know you guys are idiots, absolute idiots.

Speaker 1:

So go take your 220, $170,000 and do what every single teacher in the school district has told me that you don't do. Yes, go out there and visit the classrooms. Go meet the children. Go take care of the bullying situation. Go see what the teachers need. Get them more money. Go ask the girls in the front, the admins, what they need. Get them more money. Go ask the gym teacher. Go ask the guy that cleans the grounds, the landscaper, the what they need. Get them more money. Go ask the gym teacher. Go ask the guy that cleans the grounds, the landscaper, the janitor. Ask them all how much more money they need and what they need to take care of.

Speaker 1:

Don't just sit up there in your little fucking desk in your little fucking room with your little fucking air conditioning, eating donuts, drinking fucking frappe lattes and doing just enough, because, according to you, you spent all those years as a teacher and all those years as an assistant principal and a principal, and now you can sit on your ass and do nothing because you have earned this. Well, let me tell you what you've earned. You've earned my fucking big toe up your ass. That's what you've earned. This is not 1995 anymore. This is 2025. And if you're just gonna sit there and not do anything, then guess what? Let's take all that money that you're making. Let's take it away from you. You can go sit home with your wife, or lack thereof, and watch Netflix and we'll give that to some of the teachers who are actually trying to make a living for them and start a family in a town where houses are so close they fucking touch each other and you can watch your neighbor go to the bathroom next door and take a shit and wipe her ass. That's all I gotta say. Honesty is the best policy here.

Speaker 1:

I'm ESG. This is the Rock Bottom Podcast, and if you got a problem with it, I don't give a shit because I don't care, because I am here for the people that need to make more money, like the police, the firefighters, the nurses, nurses, the emts and the teachers who get screwed every single day, because they're the ones making dick, while you idiots are sitting up there in that nice little office making all this money. And you know what you're doing. You're drawing on fucking whiteboards and sending over pdfs, and guess what that's doing for all these teachers? It's getting them to hate you guys so much that all they want to do is revolt and throw you guys off the roof of the building. Take care of your fucking teachers. Give them money to help support their families. I'm DJ ESG. Peace, love and God above, and I'll see you later. Bye.

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