The Salt Of The Earth

 

I saw this on my bike ride Saturday. Thirteen tractors lined up as a memorial to the thirteen Marines who died as a result of the suicide bomber in Afghanistan. The same suicide bomber who apparently was in the sights of a drone but was allowed to complete his mission rather than being blown to kingdom-come before hand. 

On the way home from the ride we passed a sign in a field with the following words painted on: Keep the illegal aliens. Deport the Democrats. Also, when we stopped for a beer there was a sign on the door of the bar stating that due the government paying people not to work, the bar was short-handed so the service might not be as good as it was previously. And, of course, please tip the bartender generously. The local grocery store had a sign posted last week that the deli wouldn't open until 9:00 am due to a shortage of personnel.

Seems everywhere you go there are help wanted signs but the real unemployment number is still about 25 percent. And that number is liable to go much higher if employers are going to insist on everyone getting the Covid shots as a condition of employment.

So on this Labor Day 2021, I raise my glass to all the hard working people, to the salt of the earth that are keeping the wheels of commerce turning. Those workers that have labored to keep us healthy, hauled away our garbage, done their best to educate our children during these most difficult times and all the rest of my people - the working class stiffs that are the backbone of the country.

Enjoy your day my brothers and sisters. You deserve it.