Seth_John
a Marxist Catholic
Registered: Dec 2004
Location: Masssachusetts, USA
Posts: 37 |
favoritism and nepotism were rampant as part of my work experience, frank.
the administrator or manager's position isn't all that it is cracked up to be in regard to certain jobs.
most managers (in the auto parts industry or human service field and even the food service industry) i've encountered have either been bastards or two-face phonies, if you know what i mean.
"if you ask Dad, he'll say that labor is a variable resource, and he'd be right about that. That doesn't mean I think collective bargaining is a bad idea. I'd skip the whole issue though and shoot for a management job"
believe you/me, i've heard the union rank and file belly-ache over labor's officialdom who represent them at the bargaining table and don't represent close to what the rank and file want in reality.
yeah, i hear you, frank, a manager's salary is a nice pay off, but i'm a man who doesn't want to be bought like in this song:
Worker's Song (Handful of Earth)
written by Ed Pickford
This one's for the workers who toil night and day
By hand and by brain, to earn your pay
For centuries long past for no more than your bread
Have bled for your countries and counted your dead
In the factories and mills, in the shipyards and mines
We've often been told to keep up with the times
For our skills are not needed, they've streamlined the job
And with slide rule and stopwatch, our pride they have robbed
(chorus)
We're the first ones to starve, we're the first ones to die
The first ones in line for that pie in the sky
And we're always the last when the cream is shared out
For the worker is working when the fat cat's about
And when the sky darkens and the prospect is war
Who's given the gun and then pushed to the fore
And expected to die for the land of our birth
Though we've never owned one lousy handful of earth
And all of these things the worker has done
From tilling the fields to carrying the gun
We've been yoked to the plow since time first began
And always expected to carry the can.
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