A national holiday for labor. When do farmers take a day off? Especially given the season when they are trying to gather all that they sowed. I think that it really hit me that there were different worlds among us when I was at Cal Poly. Simply put, there were those that expect that all things should be given to them. When venturing outside the ag curriculum for general education, I had professors advocating their personal agenda that the government should be expected to take care of us. I have yet to experience any reality where the person that was given to wasn’t taking it away from someone earning it.
The youngest was ecstatic and shouting accolades to the world (ours’ being under the one roof) for her good fortune which fell upon the ears of the serfs (her sisters). When her words sunk in, the Bourgeois uprising erupted. The working girls (Do Not Go There!) saw red and if the A/C had been operating at any bit near theoretical, there would have been steam. My argument for money to spend and developing responsibility fell on deaf ears; any imaginary peace shattered with high decibel howls of ‘unfair.’ Both had shifts Monday.
So, Labor Day is dedicated to the social and economic achievements of the American worker and as described above is something that my household is familiar with in principle and lacking in application. Labor Day does constitute a paid day off for most government and financial workers. For what it is all worth, a shout out to you if applicable. Strength, prosperity, and well-being can be directly tied to work. From the Department of Labor website, recognition was grassroots and sprouted through municipal ordinances around 1885, grew into state legislation, and found fruition in the feds on June 28, 1894.
The “workingmen’s holiday” was signed into law by then-President Grover Cleveland (1837-1908). It is said that a compromise had to be reached as May was the preferred month to mark the event. May also denotes the Haymarket Riot of the 4th, 1886. Seems as if individuals believed that throwing a bomb into the crowd of a labor protest rally near Chicago’s Haymarket Square would secure their point. Cleveland sided with those that thought the two could not exist harmoniously in the same month and the first Monday in September eventually won out.
Now these thoughts get emailed over to Lloyd who graciously finds a reason to print them. The words pinned were expressed for your viewing pleasure upon delivery, days in the future. Today I speak to you from the past. Mondays are my creative days. I ponder the ‘world according to Scott’ and find growth and some entertainment in it. Life doesn’t go around if one is not engaged in a good cause. Work is such. By the sweat of your brow I hear them say. I celebrate Labor Day with this labor of love and pay tribute to all the working men and women; Thank you for all you do! ♣