I haven’t written anything in the past few weeks, I’ve been converting our spare bedroom to a nursery for our little one due in late September. While going through this process, a lot flows through one’s mind about the future for one’s children. I look at what’s happening in our great nation and feel quite melancholy. How far have we really grown? We had a chance to do something truly great…and it was squandered. Much good has been done in the last nineteen months, but too much was compromised and great legislation was whittled down to something that paled in comparison. I still believe in the Progressive Movement and all that it encompasses, to be a Unionist is to be a Progressive. So, when I hear someone putting down progressives and social justice, I know it won’t be too long before they start trashing the Labor Movement, attempting to place a wedge between workers and the very thing that pulled those that came before us out of the dirt to stand on their own two feet with pride and dignity.
Something that bruises me to the very core is when a Union brother or sister attacks everything we stand for, usually because they’ve hit hard times. I understand their frustration; I walk in their shoes every day. But listening to the talking heads on certain news outlets and regurgitating that poison upon your brothers and sisters isn’t helping things. Not to say the state we find our economy in right now isn’t bad, but things could be much worse. The Labor Movement in this country was not of great monetary means when it started out. It all started with an idea and a hand full of people with integrity and determination to see it through. They were beaten, bloodied, bashed and even died for what they believed in…a better world for all of us and our families. They sacrificed so that we could take up the torch and continue on down the path to true Industrial Democracy.
We’re all struggling and scraping by, but think how it was for our grandparents and great grandparents…and those that came before them. Things were much harder; they didn’t have the social system that we have that has kept many of us from losing our homes. We don’t have the soup lines and tent cities and shanty towns also known as “Hoovervilles” as there was in the past. If it wasn’t for Unions, Progressive Thinkers and Social Justice we would be left in the darkness fighting over the crumbs from Industry’s Table.
As Labor Day approaches, we should all reflect on what we wouldn’t have if Organized Labor never existed. If we’re ever going to truly win this fight for equality, we must first stop battling each other. As Abraham Lincoln said, “A house divided against itself cannot stand.” Those words are just as true today as they were in 1858 when first spoken by



