Labor Day is come and gone. It's time to put those white shoes back in the shoebox and store them away until. well probably May, don't want to get them muddy with those April showers. There ought to be a name for the Tuesday following, maybe something like Back to School Tuesday. Most schools open earlier but Chicago still is the day after Labor Day. Not everybody goes to school of course, but we all once did, we all know the gloom of those last dwindling days. The sun rising later, setting sooner, Back to School Sale adverts in all the store windows. I never found it much to be so, but I suppose that there was some excitement in having a new box of crayons with the pristine tips and just everything new and clean and seeing your old buddies again. I'm pretty sure girls liked it, what with the new clothes and they're the ones that played school in the summer for Chrissake,
Speaking of Back to School I have been remiss on doing my internet research on the One Child Policy and exactly what Yang's Freedom Dividend is. I'll get right on it, really,
I find myself in agreement with Beagles about getting money into the hands of consumers, I mean don't those Richy Riches realize that they need to have somebody buy their products? Henry Ford was not a very nice man, but he did pay a decent wage so that his workers could buy his product, you don't see that among the Koch's and their ilk today who oppose raising the pitiful minimum wage at every turn. Doesn't that whole idea go with a fairly run graduated income tax? Isn't that income redistribution at which reps and libertarians throw up their hands in horror, but is one of the cornerstones of my beloved Liberal Agenda?
I suppose that there was some pie in the sky talk about racial harmony among the integrationists, but the driving force was to allow people to have equal rights. Remember that George made his speech on the steps of Old Miss, a taxpayer funded school that would not allow Blacks to attend. How about all those restaurants where Blacks could not sit on the stools, those neighborhoods where Blacks could not move into, the employers who would not hire them? We've come a long ways Baby, and if there is still some incivility, well aren't you nitpicking?
Talking about nitpicking the fact that there was an entourage in Cleveland of a dozen Black people, pales in comparison to the faces of the assemblage of Republican senators. We do have huge ghettos in Chicago but that is an economic thing, nobody gets bricks thrown through their windows for moving into an all-white neighborhood anymore.
Just in on the radio, Biden is saying it really doesn't matter if he gets all that shit wrong because his overall message is true. This sounds like Colbert's truthiness. I'll still pull the lever for him if that should come to pass on election day, but I'll be shaking my head ruefully.
All this time I was wondering why we chose this kind of sad day to honor labor and off the top of the google machine it says because the day is halfway between July 4 and Thanksgiving. Kind of odd, but at least some thought was put into its placement. Why don't we celebrate Martin Luther King, Abraham Lincoln, and George Washington on their half birthdays so that we would have their holidays in July and August?
Why is the Fourth of July the The Fourth of July? We don't call Christmas the Twenty Fifth of December?
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