Today is May Day, the Day of the Worker. Today was hijacked one hundred twenty one years ago by Socialists. May Day was designated an international labor day by the International Socialist Congress of 1889. It was stolen from the common people as traditional springtime celebration, and turned into a day to force a social agenda onto an unwilling populace. It originated in pre-Christian agricultural rituals. Celebrations included a May king and queen, a Maypole, and people carrying trees, green branches, or garlands. It became a major holiday in the Soviet Union and other communist countries; it was the occasion for important political demonstrations.
And so it is today. As Mr. Quintana is carrying Anti-Immigration Law signs at Armory Park, the rest of us are wondering what happened to that merry little band of Ousties that was having those meetings with the Union leaders? I have stood silent while Dougie and the rest of them went to meetings, encouraged by the fact that the Union Leadership seemed to agree with them on almost every issue they brought to the table. But it’s been a while since I heard anything. Dougie asked us to calm down and give them a chance to work out some details. So far, I’ve heard that the Union brought forth one copy of a memo that was helpful to the cause. But the rest have been forgotten. So I would like to ask;
where’s the beef?
