The first official Labor Day was born in a context of protest and violence…
On May 11, 1894, workers at the Pullman Palace Car Company, a railroad car manufacturer near Chicago, went on strike to protest their low wages and 16-hour workdays. On June 22, members of the powerful American Railway Union joined their struggle by refusing to move Pullman’s cars from one train to another, thus crippling rail traffic across the country.
On July 3, President Cleveland ordered federal troops to Chicago to end the boycott. Strikers rioted and on July 7, national guardsmen fired into a mob and killed as many as 30 people.
In an attempt to appease the strikers and their supporters, the Senate had passed a bill designating Labor Day a public holiday. The bill was signed by President Cleveland June 28, 1894. It didn’t stop the violence, but the Labor Day commemoration, which had been languishing in Washington, finally became a day of rest to honor workers.
Completely off the rails…
Quote of the week…
All of the virtues depend upon truth, and truth depends upon them all. Final truth in this world is unattainable, but its pursuit leads the individual away from unfreedom. The temptation to believe what feels right assails us at all times from all directions. Authoritarianism begins when we can no longer tell the difference between the true and the appealing. At the same time, the cynic who decides that there is no truth at all is the citizen who welcomes the tyrant. Total doubt about all authority is naïveté about the particular authority that reads emotions and breeds cynicism. To seek the truth means finding a way between conformity and complacency, towards individuality.
• Timothy Snyder, The Road to Unfreedom (p. 280)
Glad to see someone is focusing on the most important issue of the day…
A Lincoln man spoke passionately at a recent City Council meeting about the improper use of a term used in restaurants and bars across the world.
The term: Boneless Chicken Wings.
Lincoln resident Ander Christensen spoke during the public comment period of the meeting, encouraging society to rebrand the popular food item.
“Lincoln has the opportunity to be a social leader in this county,” said Christensen. “We have been casually ignoring a problem that has gotten so out of control that our children are casually throwing around names and words without even understanding their true meaning.”
The man proposed that Lincoln remove the term boneless chicken wings “from our menus and from our hearts.”
He went on to list the reasons why and offered a list of alternative words to describe the chicken product. Alternative names included buffalo-style chicken tenders and saucy nugs.
“We’ve been living a lie for far too long, and we know it because we feel it in our bones,” said Christensen.
More on building a restaurant business…
TOKYO – A sushi restaurant in central Japan is trying to boost sluggish demand during the coronavirus pandemic by sending shirtless bodybuilders to deliver food to its customers.
The service dubbed “Delivery Macho”, was established by 41-year-old Imazushi chef Masanori Sugiura who is also a competition bodybuilder.
Sugiura has recruited his friends who worked at fitness gyms to work as sushi delivery staff, as they were out of work during the pandemic.
The only condition is that customers need to order a minimum of 7000 yen ($66) to get a taste of the delivery macho.
The promotion has been a sensation on Twitter, and Sugiura receives up to 10 orders a day with monthly earnings from the service of about 1.5 million yen.
12 Steps for the Recovering Pharisee…
- We admit that our single most unmitigated pleasure is to judge other people.
- Have come to believe that our means of obtaining greatness is to make everyone lower than ourselves in our own mind.
- Realize that we detest mercy being given to those who, unlike us, haven’t worked for it and don’t deserve it.
- Have decided that we don’t want to get what we deserve after all, and we don’t want anyone else to either.
- Will cease all attempts to apply teaching and rebuke to anyone but ourselves.
- Are ready to have God remove all these defects of attitude and character.
- Embrace the belief that we are, and will always be, experts at sinning.
- Are looking closely at the lives of famous men and women of the Bible who turned out to be ordinary sinners like us.
- Are seeking through prayer and meditation to make a conscious effort to consider others better than ourselves.
- Embrace the state of astonishment as a permanent and glorious reality.
- Choose to rid ourselves of any attitude that is not bathed in gratitude.
- Having had a spiritual awakening as the result of these steps, we will try to carry this message to others who think that Christians are better than everyone else.
• John Fischer, 12 Steps for the Recovering Pharisee (like me)
R.I.P. Chadwick Boseman…
R.I.P. Tom Terrific…
Photo of the week…
HAPPY 100th, BIRD…
Bebop…arose on the brink of the Second World War, and came to fruition while the war was being waged. It’s one of the triumvirate of modernisms that was born from a generation of noncombatants, of 4-Fs. Like Jackson Pollock and Orson Welles, Parker, Monk, and Gillespie were deemed ineligible for service; what Welles did for film direction and Pollock did for painting, Parker, in particular, did for jazz, by representing the unrepresentable. Parker’s art is one of sonic images that give form to ideas that were hiding in plain sight or off the map of American mainstream culture; his tone embodies the very urgency of these representations. The abstractions of his art expressed the violence, the horror, the existential danger of wartime; furthermore, his art also gave voice to the blare of total mobilization in pursuit of victory in the war—and the injustices and indignities borne by Black Americans at home, which mocked the ideals of that national effort.
People could and did dance to Parker’s music, but it was essentially concert music; it wouldn’t have served to back a floor show (as many big bands did, despite the epochal inventiveness of their music). With its intricate harmonies, Parker—nicknamed Bird, which was in turn short for Yardbird—turned soloing into a jittery and skittering rope dance of chord changes that made his melodic inventiveness, his depth of feeling, his supersonic virtuosity, and his mercurial imagination all the more astounding.