My father was a union man. He believed in unions and supported them. If there was a union for RN's, i'm sure my mother was involved too. My sister is union and my brother and brother in law also. They are teachers. I myself have never been a member but have been a supporter for years.
The building i live in houses people from the performing arts. Many of them are union members. If it weren't for my co-habiters there would be few dancers, actors, musicians writers, directors, set designers, carpenters, etc. filling the stages of Broadway, off Broadway, cabarets and really any place in the world that entertains. They lift our spirits and keeps us alive and thriving.
Today i decided to return and pick up some books from the library. In this city that i live the unions are powerful. They built the city and keep in running. The current simbol for the picketing of non union jobs, is the huge ugly two story tall, blown up rat. We all HATE rats.
Imagine my surprise to see this thing right in front of my beloved building. One man is handing out fliers. I have read the flier and it makes sense. The non union workers repairing this building are being deprived of basic human rights. OK. I get it.
The men i watch from my 19th floor--the men repairing the exterior of the building--who have to go up and down 45 stories on a carriage, are non union workers. Daaa!! I think i know that. This is 2013 and we survive on the backs of immigrants some of them illegal. I'm sure some of the men risking their lives outside my building fall into that category. But they need jobs too, to feed and house their families, and the economy requires some businesses to hire non union at a cheaper wage. Yuk!
In this day and age how does one justify union vs non union. It should be easy right. But for me it's not. I'm hanging on just like most of the people i know. The people in my building are doing the same. They work hard. We have a well maintained, clean environment in which to live. Would we have that if the workers had to be union--I think not.
Ideally everyone working would have a fare wage, health insurance, a warm place to live, food on the table and love.
I find no definite answer for the problem. A women in the elevator said "what is happening to our world". Maybe the solution is starting from scratch again.
Does any one have the answer for guaranteed fairness in today's world??? God bless us all!!!
Observations on the people, places and things that influence my thoughts and actions. I have occasionally been bored---but my life has never been boring. Three books started--none finished. The blog is my answer.
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
PPDJ fashion week
I love fashion week and would love to be able to see the shows live but...I see them streaming on fashion network. I HATE when the photographer chooses the close up of the models face instead of showing the head to toe. I watch because of the designs of the clothes not the model. Attractive models are a plus and an addition but i tune in to see the artistry of the clothes.
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
PPDJ Invisible
As a women of a certain age i want to talk about being invisible.
When i leave my building with my daughter or someone younger and "more attractive", the security jumps all over me with kindness and courtesy When i am by myself--they hardly notice. More and more now, i notice my invisibility to people in service. Is it because i am rude or unkind to them---i certainly don't think i am and i have given this subject the time and energy of thought.
Not only the people in service but the general public see me as invisible. Could it be i am overly sensitive on this subject. Maybe. I think not.
When one slows down, looses looks, and maybe some grace, the general public sees us as not as able to participate in the games of life and existence. I am the invisible women of a certain age.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Super Bowl Sunday
Getting together with friends to celebrate the super bowl started for me in the early 80's. I loved to entertain and would do so with a party, food, drink, and fun. Depending on which one of two husbands, would be the "decider" on which friends attended. It really didn't matter cuz super bowl sunday was fun.
I grew up with 5 brothers and everyone of them played the sport. My brothers played all the sports but football was especially big in my town. I was a cheer leader in high school so i was kinda familiar with how the game was played.
Times have changed and super bowl celebrating along with it.
This year, my brother Chuck, in Medford Or, will hold the party. His beloved 49er will be competing with the Ravens. He's hoping the 49ers join the San Francisco Giants in yet another championship. Do I have that right Chuck?
We'll skype this afternoon and i'll see my nieces, nephews, brother and sister-in-law, my daughter, and her fiancee, and any new kids on the block. Little did i know yesterday when i went in for a hair cut and decided the gray is cool but, "bump it up a notch maria, with a purple streak please", that the purple would be a Raven's color. Can hardly wait to hear the response from my die hard 49er fan brother.
PPDJ
I hate color blocking on clothing. It gives me the squidgies. Only black, white and gray don't.
Friday, February 1, 2013
Pet Peeve Du jour
Three or four people walking side by side, down the sidewalks of New York city---or any where for that matter. Get outta the way!!!
Blog mix up
Don't know why or how to correct it but the blogging dates and posts have somehow gotten mixed up. Must be the blogging thief in the night. Please bare with me and check out the last few posts for the new. Evidently i am not the only one that is a work in progress. Come on "Blogger"
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