Bread and Roses…

Labor Day –

Summer winds down. The nights grow a little longer and brisker, the air fills with the sweet scent of golden rod and apple. Labor Day is upon us. Over potato salad and various grilled goodies, we take a day to commemorate the long history of labor and unions in this country. In theory.

The reality is, the powers-that-be don’t really want us to think about labor on Labor Day. They especially don’t want us to think about the great impact unions have had on the people of this nation.

Couple that with the fact that people like Scott Walker and his Koch brother overlords are trying to roll all Union progress back to the Stone Age and Labor Day is one massive disconnect in the American psyche.

Today, there are generations of young people buying into the Unions-as-boogey-men-of-the-middle-class BS spewed by the GOP. (Especially the NEA – republican “family values” don’t extend to making sure children are well educated by properly trained and paid teachers.) It’s Fox and talk radio and the big lie told again and again, louder and louder, until it sticks.

Where is the truth to combat the falsehood? Sometimes it lies in art.

I am a fan of films, old and new; the good ones can be great teachers. I particularly enjoy the Turner Classic Movie Channel. TCM has a penchant for holiday theme marathons – weekends of war films for Memorial Day and Veterans Day are annual fare – so I was eager to see what they had planned for today in honor of Labor Day.

There was nothing. No Norma Rae

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or Matewan;

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no On the Waterfront

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 or The Molly Maguires.

North Country,

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Silkwood, 9 to 5, With These Hands, Brassed Off, Kinki Boots, Bread & Roses, Roger and Me, El Norte,

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American Dream, The Efficiency Expert (to name but a few). Not even Grapes of Wrath or How Green Was My Valley. Nada. I even checked Netflix and other streaming stations. Aside from a few Criterion Collection gems, labor films are rarer than hen’s teeth lost under a blue moon.

You would think there never was a labor movement in this country. And that is just the way the right wing wants it.

This morning my inbox was flooded with e-mails from Walmart – yes, I’m sorry to say limited resources and options do drive me to Walmart on occasion – announcing a big sale (of course) “in honor of your hard work.”

How about providing a living wage – $15/hour is a start – and proper benefits “in honor of your hard work?” How about supporting unions and collective bargaining “in honor of your hard work?”

No, they wouldn’t do that. Instead they want you to sweeten their bottom line with your hard-earned wages. Because, hey, the Walton family labor, too, and they deserve the fruits of those labors.

The George Baileys of the world are struggling to survive, but that’s just the way it is in an increasingly Mr. Potter world. The rich can never be rich enough. And that’s ok, because one day the 1% will deign to trickle down on the rest of us and we’ll be so very grateful they saved us from those nasty unions.

When it comes to workers and the Labor movement in this country, the cognitive dissonance clangs so hard it shakes your teeth loose. And it’s killing us: the working poor, the middle class, and soon even the 1%.

Bernie Sanders reminded us today,

“Against overwhelming odds, the men and women of the labor movement changed society for the better. If you’ve ever enjoyed a paid vacation, a sick day, or a pension, they are the people to thank.”

And how better thank them than in song. So, raise a beer or lemonade and lift up your voice before it is too late.

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See the world…

“Stuff your eyes with wonder, live as if you’d drop dead in ten seconds.
See the world. It’s more fantastic than any dream made or paid for in factories.”

…Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

Ever get the feeling that humanity is careening off the rails? That fancy and fiction, witches and wizards, even dragons, are but pale shadows before the daily ignorance, injustice, and insanity swirling round us?

In this country alone, listening to the Republican candidates for president is like stepping back in history to Berlin, 1933. A reality-show star thinks he can rule the nation because, well, trust him, he’s rich, he’s great, and he’ll raise Douglas McArthur from the grave to fight WW III and sort all those pesky international messes. A neurosurgeon – who you think would know better – doesn’t believe in evolution. Anyone who is not white is suspect and lives in fear simply for looking cross-eyed at the wrong policeman. Women are considered incapable of making decision about their own bodies. Thousands of lives lost to gun violence are nothing compared to an antiquated second amendmant that did not account for a standing army or automatic weapons. And the separation of church and state has been so turned on its head that, if some had their way, we would be living in a fundamentalist theocracy. (Irony is lost on the extreme right.)

These are but a few of the vile bothers of the world that rend the spirit and hurt the teeth.

This space stands against them. All.

With rants and raves, reflections and rhetoric, in word and image, we aim to see the world as it is, not as the blind would have us see it. To make a small dent in our corner of the universe. To follow Ray Bradbury’s charge:

“do your own bit of saving, and if you drown,
at least die knowing you were heading for shore.”

Hope you will join us.

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