Holy shit. This is fantastic.

I'm glad we live in a time where employees are now told unions are bad and will take their money instead of businesses hiring an army of thugs to crack heads.

Aw gee whiz Pa, I wanted to work in the factory now. Who needs eight years a'school?

"to receive a blow sooner than give one." Words to live by.

"Boy the way Glenn Miller played,
Songs that made the Hit Parade,
Guys like us, we had it made,
those were the days.

And you knew who you were then,
girls were girls and men were men,
Mr. we could use a man like Herbert Hoover again.

Didn't need no welfare state,
Everybody pulled his weight,
Gee our old LaSalle ran great,
Those were the days."

One trick is to tell 'em stories that don't go anywhere, like the time I caught the ferry over to Shelbyville. I needed a new heel for my shoe, so, I decided to go to Morganville, which is what they called Shelbyville in those days. So I tied an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time. Now, to take the ferry cost a nickel, and in those days, nickels had pictures of bumblebees on 'em. "Give me five bees for a quarter," you'd say. Now, where were we? Oh yeah, the important thing was I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time. They didn't have white onions because of the war. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones..

"Word spreads to the barrooms and sidewalks of New York"

you have to admire the airtight efficiency of the system: the employed are kept in line by the unemployable Irish-men, thus keeping their savage, subhuman impulses in check

a lossless cycle

Take that working man!