May Day: past but not forgotten

May Day, a holiday in these parts, has just past. I've said before how much I like it, but one reason I've never mentioned before is the irony of the holiday. To most people, over here, over there, it's all about those "dirty commies" and socialists who are out to destroy the world. It was on this holiday, the day of workers' solidarity, that the Cold-War "communist" regimes marched out their military hardware to remind themselves of how great they are. That was ironic because May Day as the day for labor was an American idea. And it is ironic today, because America has finally almost achieved what they couldn't do 150 years ago, namely destroy (organized) labor.

Yes, that 8-hour day that we all wax emotionally about was a victory by the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW) May-Day protests back in the 1880s. Most of what we consider "normal" about work, like some kind of security, an 8-hour day, paid overtime, weekends, perhaps even some benefits came to America only through the radical efforts of the IWW and other labor organizations in the face of bloody, brutal repression by moneyed interests, the government, and the police. No, the workers won the day, and what we consider workers' rights were granted by countless, tireless, fearless people like you and me, not by an aggressive military or a benevolent government act. But the forces of oppression are regained their ground, because they were able to dupe and hoodwink the very people they were oppressing into believing that poor people want to take their hard-earned gains away from them.

Actually, the white-collaring of the workforce, the relentless off-shoring of manufacturing, the automation of mining and production all played their part, but the victory that was won was made possible by all those poor saps who believed they were better than mere workers, entitled to more, and above the masses, unwashed as they are. No, it was those of us who worked by did not labor who actually betrayed our blue-collar fellows by believing the lie that we were somehow better, and deserving of more.

Of course, no sooner do you have it than someone (usually the giver) is taking it away. Individual, not collective-bargained, contracts means fewer raises. It also means longer hours, more required dedication to "the company", that is, more loyalty, more accepting of fake excuses for rising profits but only rising salaries and bonuses just a level or two above our own. And too many have passed this acquiescence and sycophantry onto our children, and we push them off to college, whether it's worth it or not, to suffer under intolerable and onerous burdens of debt, in the hopes of better life which will most likely never come, because someone once painfully won the road to it for you, and you think it's now your due. But it's not. You did nothing to earn it.

How ironic is that?

May day

I love today. It's one of the nicest holidays we have here in Europe, and at the same time it is a call for help, for rescue. As with so many things, we can't have it both ways.

The 30th of April, of course, is Walpurgis Night ... I know you all knew that ... and it's still (fortunately) celebrated in many areas of the Continent. Oh sure, there is a lot of demon driving-away going on, but it is the "official" end of winter in these climes. Reason enough to celebrate. In good European tradition, if you are going to party long into the night, why not just party through the next day as well. And so it goes, that many communities with have their Dance into May, so that today, can be properly observed as a holiday; that is, by doing nothing.

I have no problem living amongst the non-Calvinists and non-Puritans. I've thought about it long and hard, and to be perfectly honest, I can't think of a single good thing that's come of those ideas. Psychologically, Mr. Calivn was a bit of basket case, but that never stopped anybody from declaring the crazy person the bearer of The Big Guy's word. True, He does have a habit of picking outsiders, but not a one of them was looney. That should have been a tip-off, but who am I to say.

No, what pleases me even more about today, is that International Labor has chosen it to be their day to celebrate. Once again, it's the world, and it's the US who just can't fit in. I know, I know, there are lots of folks across the Pond who would drop dead of shame if it were even intimated that they may have something to do with the Red Terror. If Irony weren't dead, we'd be astounded that the only Communists left are the biggest closest Capitalists going: the Chinese, but what we won't do to not offend our preferred trading partners.

Thanks to a good friend, I was pointed to a statement by a Republican congressman who maintains that over 80 of his Democratic colleagues are in fact Communists. I don't know how he knows. But what I do know is that he has no idea about communists, or politics, or economics, or ... he's simply proof positive that even nut-cases can find a job, even if the job isn't a real one.

Yes, Walpurgis Night is a night for pagan revelry, and the day after the night before is a chance to put work in its place. The truth of the matter is that the Grand Master of the Misunderstood, our friend Karl, got it right: we should work to live, but we should never live to work ... but, oh, I'm sorry, only my European friends can think about that now. My American friends have to wait until September.

Labor-saving

When I was growing up, I was continually fascinated by all the labor-saving devices and gadgets coming out: new vacuum cleaners, electric can-openers, snazzy mops ... you know, that kind of thing. It was only later that I realized that all of these were being made for my mom and housework, and I never really got it, because she never had a moment to herself. How did that work?

We've never really gotten out of that mode ... at least as far as the propagation of the idea is concerned. It used to be household gadgets, now its robots and automated production, and the like. Somebody decided bigger is better and we've upped the ante considerably. Let's face it, robots are more efficient, they don't complain, they don't get sick, they are willing, compliant ... well, slaves, actually, but they do cost a bit to get, but they're apparently worth the effort and investment. There's money to be made with labor-saving devices.

The money saved isn't because the things we then get to buy are cheaper. I don't know many people just socking away their paychecks because of how low the prices are on everything. In fact, there are a lot of people ... too many, in my book ... not socking anything away at all because they spend most of their time looking for a new sock. Theirs is getting a bit threadbare, if you get my drift. It turns out that the labor that was saved, was theirs.