We’re the richest country in the world (even now). What do we need to strike for?
Despite all of the gnashing of teeth and sackcloth and ashes (which I haven’t actually seen on the streets yet, and I do go about on the streets, after all—and I haven’t seen any hair shirts, come to think of it) ... we’re really not starving, not chained to our jobs (or our homes) and we have enough money, apparently, to keep everyone’s cell phone bill paid and the cable on to the HDTV.
So what do we need to strike for?
Oh, sure, there are all those WalMart workers who someone wants to “ban together”, but for people who speak only one language not to understand the difference between “banding” and “banning” ... well, it sounds like they should count their lucky stars that even WalMart will have them.
Or maybe I’m just being a bitter old man again today.
Yeah… baseball players with a minimum salary of around $2 million per annum have real grievances. (Though the minor league players might have a legitimate bone to pick. But still, professional athletics are chosen professions that only a select few have the skills to even dream of joining. They could always get a job at WalMart.)