Stay of Sentence

... So Case tried to explain how at one time he was just an ordinary guy, a sane sensible young man, courtesy-trained and skilled in the information-engineering ways of the infoplace; how he had found himself privateering dangerous waters, virtual shipping straits, when the times underwent a sudden sea change; how he was arrested by mercenaries in superlatex gloves; how he was subjected to a super-high-pressure sales assault by a person of non-specific gender; how he became an item in a virtual wage-slave auction, otherwise known as an Alternative Deployment Market; how he was recruited by real corporate headhunters, paid in temptation money by free-enterprise totalitarians, to legitimate illegitimate businesses in the virtual interests of a rational marketplace, social order and restructuration, in the national interest, of course, not to mention administrative solvency; how he had been counter-shanghaied by his previous employer, a home-baked incarnation of the philosophies of Frederic Nietzsche, Herbert Spencer, and Michel Foucault; how he was compelled to work under extortion, torture, language that violated all the old federal govt. guidelines, at a slashed salary, in an unregulated and unloving work environment, in a highly predatory market in a "state of transition," not an unusual terminal contradiction in journalistic terms; how he settled his complaint against his former previous/subsequent employer way out of court, and was non-compensated, let alone with interest, for loss of back salary and family values; how he plotted revenge against the other side of the equation: if y ='d an employee designated S Cas in a case-sensitive four-letter code, then put him on the pension plan, or if not, then fÑ him, fÑ him good!!, downsize him once and for all, simple as pie, the bottom line; how he couldn't tell the difference any longer between the advertised effects of prescription and subscription drugs; whatever; how he was haunted by unnamed names and virtual faces