Greasy Situation
What does this Jerry Springer-like lovers' quarrel between the CAW and the NDP say to you? To me, it's a sign that organized labour- at its most evolved, powerful level- no longer identifies with the left, because the standard of living and wages for its members have risen exponentially in the past 30 years. The CAW is like a late blossoming high school geek. A geek who couldn't get a date, but then started working out and taking steroids.
As the muscles grew, the zits cleared up and the dates with the fairer sex started rolling in. Eventually, the CAW forgot all about the geeky NDP - even though the NDP had been there for them when they were awkward and hiding a boner behind a tattered soft cover copy of Karl Marx's Communist Manifesto. Now, the CAW are treating the NDP like Danny Zuko treated Sandy at the pep rally. The NDP is thinking (or should be soon) "Buzz, it's me Jack. Don't you remember me from the summer? The beach? The long walks and kisses?". But Buzz is shrugging in front of his new, cooler friends, and saying "huh? Neva met cha bi-otch".
As the muscles grew, the zits cleared up and the dates with the fairer sex started rolling in. Eventually, the CAW forgot all about the geeky NDP - even though the NDP had been there for them when they were awkward and hiding a boner behind a tattered soft cover copy of Karl Marx's Communist Manifesto. Now, the CAW are treating the NDP like Danny Zuko treated Sandy at the pep rally. The NDP is thinking (or should be soon) "Buzz, it's me Jack. Don't you remember me from the summer? The beach? The long walks and kisses?". But Buzz is shrugging in front of his new, cooler friends, and saying "huh? Neva met cha bi-otch".
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Ha! Ain't that the truth. The hunk at the CAW meets the babe from non-unionized Magna and says, I bet we can make a party together.
Yes, I have been saying that for a while, that many unionzied workers are now comfortably ensconced in the middle class, sharing middle class concerns, for example keeping their taxes down. I also think the NDP could do some reinventing to bring in more youth (i.e. focus on the environment) but the boomers all want to hear about health care. Ceaselessly. And what the boomers want, the boomers get.
K-Dough,
Read the Nation Post today?
Waddya know, the NP agrees with the Squid.... keep the flags high. So, now you know, the NP reads K-Dough's Canada, too. Where else could they have gotten that opinion?
:)
squid,
the Defence Minister wrote the same in the Post. You move mountains.`
...or at least bowels! (lol)
Chucker and K-Dough,
I haven't seen anything from anyone in uniform telling me I'm full of shit, although on a different topic, someone over at Don's wanted Don to remove my post because of my language.Like someone is really gonna tell Don what to do! Yeah, right? He's got more balls than Flexicoil! Can you fucking imagine? Censorship? In Canada? I'm not making this up!
Squid- Actually, I came dangerously close to censoring you against my better judgement during the Assley fiasco.
squid,
Don's in a pickle.
His blog can be his platform and he needs it to be read by Liberal hacks who will jump at your language to get at you.
In a way, if he doesn't censor you on particular posts, the utility of the blog during the leadership race evaporates.
What's more important?
And Don, as you know, is a noble person with a crafty way with language and tone. Thing's he's said: what a cabinet the 10 would make; not an arrogant Liberal in the bunch... all of it way more productive for their party than pretty much anyone else is doing.
I agree that he's unlikely to censor you, but that guy is working and there's some business going on. Go easy on him:
1 - try only one fuck per post, with it being used at its most pleasant.
2 - don't tell anyone on that blog while you're called old squid.
3 - sailor talk with the ladies, that always scores you points.
why your called old squid is what I meant.
And to that I'd add - don't explain how to make a journalist.
K-Dough,
You're gonna have to watch your spelling,dude.
The "ASS-Ley" fiasco?
Now doesn't that conjure up an unpleasant image?
:):)
Chucker,
Thanks for the tips,dude. And here I was, about to submit my resume to become Iggy's speech writer.
Fuck! (one only, right?)
Squid- the "ass" was intentional. It's my new name for him.
Not only 1, but used in its most pleasant form.
If only these small minds could look past their prude-filters.
It would be awesome if you wrote Iggy's speeches. And you would have to begin with:
Why do they call me Iggy?
Chuckers and K-Dough,
It's a sin that he's called Iggy.
The other Iggy is a true Canadian hero and plays for the Calgary Flames.
Catch you guys on the flip side of the sun.
Squid Out!
Arggh...Unions. While I applaud the principal behind them, from a practical standpoint they really piss me off.
My wife is a University administrator (non-union management position) and has a couple of pathetic staff members working under her, protected by the union. It is impossible for her to even discipline the fuckers, let alone fire their asses for actions that would easily have them escorted off the grounds without severance in a private sector facility. She has to confirm via third party and document all wrongdoings in writing (like there's time for that)and have meetings with union reps present, then have a six month review to see if there's any "improvement". Of course, during those six months, she still has to baby-sit, watch over, double check, document, etc. while somehow doing her own job. If these pathetic fucks ever challenge her for harrassment or some such thing, she does NOT have any union protection, so there is little motivation for her to even pursue any of this.
And don't even get me started about the useless Musician's union.
I for one, would be quite upset at any sensoring of the Squid. I even have an ever growing word doc entitled "Old Squid Said" containing my fave Squid comments, for laughter and inspiration. (I realize this puts me dangerously close to the "have no life" threshold, but I digress..)
Leather- that's a disturbing a revelation. But as not as disturbing as what I am about to tell you.
About a year and a half ago, I bought an Iron Maiden Eddie action figure, and every once in awhile, I do acid and sit in a closet with it, staring at it for hours on end - by the intermittent eery light of a zippo.
AND Leather- at your urging I have reposted this post.
Now it's your responsibility to keep the flame burning...
Holy shit...MY responsibility? I've already bought the wife a new vibrator just to relieve some of my responsibility....and now this...
lol. Actually, that would be a nice twist on the Buzz-Jack Latent story- let's throw an arm-sized black mambo vibrator into the mix.
Ok- you go...
I've actually blown my union rant load a few comments up. As usual for me, it's entirely anecdotal so I've left myself open to brow-beating.
Not all unionized employees are blogging, fucking the dog and hiding behind their collective agreements.
I'm just sayin'.
Smaller unions are being swallowed up by the big ass unions, like it or not for the employees.
Pam,
Absolutely there should be unions in principal, and there are plenty of good unionized employees.
K-dough's excellent post about somewhat out-of-whack wages and benefits notwithstanding, my chief objection is the lack of accountability for poor performance. Not everyone should live in the cold "close the deal or don't get paid" world that I currently inhabit, but sheesh.....if you can't discipline somebody who shows up to work smelling of alcohol every day, and has next to zero productivity....Jezuz.
I assure you that unionized employees smelling of booze get fired (or more likely shipped off to rehab), but I agree that there should be accountability for everyone. I've worked with unionized employees that did NOTHING.If someone's not doing their job, chances are someone else IS. It's not a great situation for anyone.
But I'm far more interested in where K-dough bought an arm-sized vibrator than work, as you know. Oh, for a birthday gift for a friend, of course.
Pam- I prefer the labour lexicon phrase "romancing the canine".
Leather- how did you hear about my problems at work?
My apologies.
Are you going to censor me now?
Pam: On my first drunken day in Amsterdam ( I lived there for a while) I actually saw a vibrator for sale in a shop that was shaped and coloured like a black man's arm. At first, I thought it was a prosthetic for amputees and then it hit me- hard.
What WILL they think of next? A mother's day gift for the mom that has everything.
Well, for starters- I'm working on a rubber dildo in the shape of an East Indian midget's legs and torso.
I can put you on the lay-away list if you like.
Pam, again, anecdotal only....they only get sent to rehab if they acknowledge the problem and AGREE to go.
K-dough/Pam, it DOES always end up at sex, eh? And it's always Pam that gets us going. Damn you, perfect anonymous woman creature of our dreams. BTW, the missus has quite a collection of goodies, but not the arm. I don't know where exactly she gets them, but I have yet to try the vibrating cock ring. I'm really scared. (I don't think I'm being selfish, I'm just amazed my goods still work and don't want to risk rupturing something and becoming permanently flaccid.)
I was invited to a home party (like a Tupperware party) where the woman sold vibrators and sex toys. I bought one, and my friend bought the same vibrator. I tried it on "high" and I was like the cat on the Bugs Bunny show that hangs from the ceiling by it's claws. When my friend asked about it and I told her she laughed for weeks. Really funny.
Because that's much harder to do when you are driving.
K-Dough,
LOL! You have produced the Picasso I was hoping for.
(This being your second sexual reference to mashed potatoes however, I'm sensing something autobiographical creeping into your comments..)
Pam- that was fucking funny!
Leather- I think I'm more like Jackson Pollack- I get excited and end up prematurely spewing all over the canvass and sometimes, somehow it makes some kind of sense to someone.
K-Dough,
It all sounds perfectly logical to me. Are you sure you don't know my older brother?
Pam,
Nobody else is going to ask you this question...although they are dying to read your answer.... with vibrators and dildos, does size matter?
Squid- I'm starting to wonder if I am your older brother...
Not one bit, squid.
K-Dough,
At the risk of making Homosuperior jealous, may I say you're too goodlooking to be my older brother!
That wasn't the topic and on behalf of women (and men) everywhere, I'm not answering.
Pam,
So, you are wise as well as beautiful!
Squid- yes I am quite attractive
(in a biker/super model kind of way) but don't let that distract or intimidate...
Pam: Excellent communications tactics. You should be working for Harper.
maybe she is....
Bite your tongue, chuck!!!
CC- ever think that maybe I am?
GASP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Well, you must have a good union, if you are.
k-dough,
did you ever wonder then, if Squid was the guy in the big office down the hall?
At one point in my career- yes. Now? No.
Well, aside from sex toys, I spoke to one Liberal who said the CAW's departure from the NDP makes if more likely for him to vote for the party. Not surprising.
My brain tells me unions are good (increased wages, better job protections, healthier and safer work places -- all these aspects are statistically proven). My gut tells me they're a political mindfield.
It's odd that many people who are jealous of the benefits unions provide choose to envy or dislike their union members, rather than try and achieve the same for benefits for themselves.
It's like, "I despise you because you're well-paid, get lunch breaks and have a pension. I want to crush your union," rather than "How do I join?"
Anyway, the CAW's departure really just means fewer union reps voting at conventions and a little less funding (already hit by the federal donation legislation). The dedicated CAW volunteers will still come out to help during elections, despite the official break.
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