Your thoughts on this up coming labor day?

[The Red Next Door]

What are your opinion? and give some fun facts about labor day folks!

[GPDP]

What are your opinion? and give some fun facts about labor day folks!

Here's a good one: the nigh-universal date for Labor Day is May 1, and takes after an event that happened in the United States, yet the United States is one of the few countries that does not recognize it and instead has its own Labor Day date, quite far removed from the international one.

I wonder why that could be...?

Edit: Ok, it's not actually nigh-universal, as only 80 countries have it as an official holiday, but it's still fucked up that the U.S. doesn't.

[the last donut of the night]

Honor the Haymarket martyrs!

[Weezer]

The real labor day is on May Day.

The American Labor Day is nothing but a sorry excuse of a holiday that bourgeois unions AFL-CIO celebrate and Macy's uses to have a sale.

[Reznov]

A day-off.

[Ele'ill]

A day-off.


:lol: :rolleyes: :confused:

[mikelepore]

Labor Day in the U.S. was created by Congress passing a bill and President Grover Cleveland signing it into law. That's the same Grover Cleveland who sent federal troops to Chicago because the Pullman railroad workers were violating an injunction by going on strike. The troops fired bullets into the picket line. 25 workers were killed and 60 were injured. What a great start for a holiday to honor labor.

[Reznov]

:lol: :rolleyes: :confused:

It means im going to sit home and do nothing because its a day off form work because labor day is a holiday. Because thats what Americans do on labor day. (Unless you do work on labor day)

[RED DAVE]

I have never seen such paralysis in the labor movement at the top. They shot their load with Obama, and he turned around and, to continue the metaphor, fucked them.

There are some signs of stirring at the bottom, but it's precious little so far.


Oh, where have you been, my blue-eyed son ?
And where have you been my darling young one ?
I've stumbled on the side of twelve misty mountains
I've walked and I've crawled on six crooked highways
I've stepped in the middle of seven sad forests
I've been out in front of a dozen dead oceans
I've been ten thousand miles in the mouth of a graveyard
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, what did you see, my blue eyed son ?
And what did you see, my darling young one ?
I saw a newborn baby with wild wolves all around it
I saw a highway of diamonds with nobody on it
I saw a black branch with blood that kept drippin'
I saw a room full of men with their hammers a-bleedin'
I saw a white ladder all covered with water
I saw ten thousand talkers whose tongues were all broken
I saw guns and sharp swords in the hands of young children
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what did you hear, my blue-eyed son ?
And what did you hear, my darling young one ?
I heard the sound of a thunder, it roared out a warnin'
I heard the roar of a wave that could drown the whole world
I heard one hundred drummers whose hands were a-blazin'
I heard ten thousand whisperin' and nobody listenin'
I heard one person starve, I heard many people laughin'
Heard the song of a poet who died in the gutter
Heard the sound of a clown who cried in the alley
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

Oh, who did you meet my blue-eyed son ?
Who did you meet, my darling young one ?
I met a young child beside a dead pony
I met a white man who walked a black dog
I met a young woman whose body was burning
I met a young girl, she gave me a rainbow
I met one man who was wounded in love
I met another man who was wounded in hatred
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard
And it's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.

And what'll you do now, my blue-eyed son ?
And what'll you do now my darling young one ?
I'm a-goin' back out 'fore the rain starts a-fallin'
I'll walk to the depths of the deepest black forest
Where the people are a many and their hands are all empty
Where the pellets of poison are flooding their waters
Where the home in the valley meets the damp dirty prison
Where the executioner's face is always well hidden
Where hunger is ugly, where souls are forgotten
Where black is the color, where none is the number
And I'll tell and think it and speak it and breathe it
And reflect it from the mountain so all souls can see it
Then I'll stand on the ocean until I start sinkin'
But I'll know my songs well before I start singin'
And it's a hard, it's a hard, it's a hard, and it's a hard
It's a hard rain's a-gonna fall.RED DAVE