Saturday, December 13, 2008

Unions win a big one

Despite the endless screeching of the wingnut loons, a North Carolina slaughterhouse, after 15 years of effort, finally went union.

Smithfield Packing slaughterhouse in Tar Heel, N.C. is now unionized.

The vote was one of the biggest private-sector union successes in years.

The vote was 2,041 to 1,879.

Maybe it had something to do with the government's efforts to drive out the illegal immigrants, leaving the workforce 60% black. Guess those brothers and sisters just don't intimate worth a damn.

“The union didn’t win by a big margin, but it’s an important positive sign for labor,” said Richard Hurd, a professor of labor relations at Cornell University. “They may be able to use it as leverage to organize other meatpacking plants in the South. The victory may be tied to the political environment. The election of Barack Obama may have eased people’s concerns about speaking out and standing up for a union.”

Holy crap! You mean this could lead to other businesses in the South going union? Good grief! It will bring down High Society! The social classes will be disrupted.

Here's some pertinent lyrics from the IWW (waves to Richard Yale)

Put It on the Ground 2
(Words: Ray Glaser Music: Bill Wolff)

Oh! If you want a raise in pay, all you have to do
Go and ask the boss for it and he will give it to you
Yes, he will give it to you, my boys, he will give it to you
A raise in pay, without delay, oh, he will give it to you

Ohhh, put it on the ground, spread it all around
Dig it with a hoe: it will make your flowers grow

For men who own the industries I'm shedding bitter tears
They haven't made a single dime in over thirty years
In over thirty years, my boys, in over thirty years
Not one thin dime in all that time, in over thirty years. Ohhhh...

put it on the ground, spread it all around
Dig it with a hoe: it will make your flowers grow

"The cost of living ain't so high," I told my wife Miranda
"This talk of living being hard is Rooshian propaganda."
It's Rooshian propaganda, boys, just Rooshian propaganda
From Molotov to Simonov, just Rooshian propaganda. Ohhhh...

put it on the ground, spread it all around
Dig it with a hoe: it will make your flowers grow

It's fun to work on holidays, or when the day is done;
Why should they pay us overtime for having so much fun?
For having so much fun my boys, for having so much fun.
Pay overtime would be a crime for having so much fun. Ohhh...

put it on the ground, spread it all around
Dig it with a hoe: it will make your flowers grow

The men who own the industries, they own no bonds and stocks
They own no yachts and limousines, or gems the size of rocks.
They own no big estates with pools, or silken B.V.D.'s,
Because they pay the working man such fancy salaries. Ohhh....

put it on the ground, spread it all around
Dig it with a hoe: it will make your flowers grow

(c)1947, People's Songs, Inc.
JRO
apr00

1 comment:

Brian Summers said...

This harkens back to the 30s when Woody Guthrie was singing for the establishment of unions. Just goes to prove even further that corporations are the real evil in our global society. Screw the people, it's all about the Benjamins (and euros, etc.).