(A.K.A. Non-Original Rants)
–Co-opting good stuff from all over the ‘Net and maybe some original thoughts—ΜΟΛΩΝ ΛΑΒE
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So tell me again how a mask isn’t a sign of submission.
New York Rep. Carolyn Maloney claims to support equal rights for women. Notice how all the male and female staffers and members of the press are forced to wear masks while she does not. Some people are more equal than others. pic.twitter.com/u800ksyN7T
— Ian Miles Cheong @ stillgray.substack.com (@stillgray) September 14, 2021
They REALLY don't understand the point they are making…
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NFO–I think they do and don't care. So much hypocrisy in one picture. It's nuts.
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My mom, rest her soul, worked from my earliest memory. She had an uncle, my great uncle, who owned a crate and pallet mill, and she would nail by hand, pallets and crates for the local food industry here in Michigan. A lot of it went to the area fruit farmers, like the apple orchards, the asparagus fields, etc., but many of the pallets and crates also went to supply the Gerber baby foods label, just 12 miles away.In the winter, when the men could not get into the woods to cut lumber down due to the snow, everyone would get laid off, for 3-4 months, and my mom and the others would use that time to get caught up on things that they needed to do at home.Now my mom always canned peaches, pears, apples, all kinds of vegetables, etc. during the season, so there was not much of that left, but during winter she would paint various rooms in our huge house, wallpaper walls, etc.When the lumber mill closed down, due to no longer being able to keep up with osha regulations, she started working for a welding company as a bookkeeper. A year or so later, she started to manage a restaurant that some friends of her and my fathers had build. Eventually they bought the restaurant, and owned it for over 35 years, before selling it, and “retiring”. After perhaps 2 years, my mom went back to work for the people who had bought the restaurant, as a cook, due to her simply being bored. She worked until 4 months before her death at the age of 79, 2 years after having been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer.My dad was 86 at the time, and he would get up every morning and drive her to work, have coffee with her, then go back home, just a couple of blocks, and go back to bed, for a couple of hours, until he got up. She got up at 5:30am, and so he needed a bit more sleep. So when I read about working mothers, or women wanting equal pay, etc. I almost have to laugh. My mom worked her entire life, and she always made the same money as anyone else would make, doing the same job. Myself, I worked in a steel foundry, for over 35 years, and just one time did they try and hire a female to work out in the shop. She worked 4 hours, doing a very, very entry lever job, and after 4 hours, she got her leg caught in between a falling pipe and the floor, and broke her leg. The pipe was meant to fall, it was being dropped onto the ground to be picked up with a forklift, along with several others within a rack. The weight of it must have been 500-600 pounds or more. So that was the end of the experiment with women on the shop floor. Myself, I would have no problem training a woman to do some of the jobs I had to do, I knew how to do every single job in the plant from melting steel to processing it, to casting it,etc. But the thing is, many of those jobs are just inherently dangerous, and the last time I trained a person for one of the more dangerous jobs, he ended up getting killed within a week, on another shift, due to a mistake made by a different person. He was a young man with a wife and young son, and I could not handle that happening to a young woman. I have seen some bad things, that frankly I would not want to expose to my wife or daughters. Some people won't understand.
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They REALLY don't understand the point they are making…
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NFO–I think they do and don't care. So much hypocrisy in one picture. It's nuts.
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My mom, rest her soul, worked from my earliest memory. She had an uncle, my great uncle, who owned a crate and pallet mill, and she would nail by hand, pallets and crates for the local food industry here in Michigan. A lot of it went to the area fruit farmers, like the apple orchards, the asparagus fields, etc., but many of the pallets and crates also went to supply the Gerber baby foods label, just 12 miles away.In the winter, when the men could not get into the woods to cut lumber down due to the snow, everyone would get laid off, for 3-4 months, and my mom and the others would use that time to get caught up on things that they needed to do at home.Now my mom always canned peaches, pears, apples, all kinds of vegetables, etc. during the season, so there was not much of that left, but during winter she would paint various rooms in our huge house, wallpaper walls, etc.When the lumber mill closed down, due to no longer being able to keep up with osha regulations, she started working for a welding company as a bookkeeper. A year or so later, she started to manage a restaurant that some friends of her and my fathers had build. Eventually they bought the restaurant, and owned it for over 35 years, before selling it, and “retiring”. After perhaps 2 years, my mom went back to work for the people who had bought the restaurant, as a cook, due to her simply being bored. She worked until 4 months before her death at the age of 79, 2 years after having been diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer.My dad was 86 at the time, and he would get up every morning and drive her to work, have coffee with her, then go back home, just a couple of blocks, and go back to bed, for a couple of hours, until he got up. She got up at 5:30am, and so he needed a bit more sleep. So when I read about working mothers, or women wanting equal pay, etc. I almost have to laugh. My mom worked her entire life, and she always made the same money as anyone else would make, doing the same job. Myself, I worked in a steel foundry, for over 35 years, and just one time did they try and hire a female to work out in the shop. She worked 4 hours, doing a very, very entry lever job, and after 4 hours, she got her leg caught in between a falling pipe and the floor, and broke her leg. The pipe was meant to fall, it was being dropped onto the ground to be picked up with a forklift, along with several others within a rack. The weight of it must have been 500-600 pounds or more. So that was the end of the experiment with women on the shop floor. Myself, I would have no problem training a woman to do some of the jobs I had to do, I knew how to do every single job in the plant from melting steel to processing it, to casting it,etc. But the thing is, many of those jobs are just inherently dangerous, and the last time I trained a person for one of the more dangerous jobs, he ended up getting killed within a week, on another shift, due to a mistake made by a different person. He was a young man with a wife and young son, and I could not handle that happening to a young woman. I have seen some bad things, that frankly I would not want to expose to my wife or daughters. Some people won't understand.
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