Come Memorial Day TV news treats us to file footage of veteran’s cemeteries. On Thanksgiving and Christmas? File footage of returning soldiers and soup kitchens. Labor Day? A better than even chance you’ll see shots of folks at the lake, the park, or engaging in some other form of leisure activity. If you hope to see images of folks working the industrial line, flipping burgers or tending to the sick, well, you may have a long wait ahead of you.

Of all holidays, Labor Day seems to be the one most ignored. Some editorials, in fact, will make the claim that all labor is equal, that there is no discernible difference between the CEO and the man or women who toils in a chicken plant.

Well, hogwash, as they say in the finest of finishing schools.

At a time when workers so often take home less in real wages than their counterparts of a few decades ago, there is a need for a national honoring of Labor Day more than ever.


As a union man – and particularly as one who once belonged to the United Steelworkers Union – I venerate the workers of America. Hell, even those who don’t live in this country, since so many of our goods are made by folks who earn far less than American workers.

At some point today, hoist your glass in celebration of workers everywhere, and urge those with you to do the same.



Today’s Soundtrack

I’m a sucker for Christmas music, so today’s love song to the workers of the world was written with the aid of “The Lost Christmas Eve,” a an album from the Trans-Siberian Orchestra.



Now on YouTube: Cooking with Richard

“Cooking with Richard,” in which I prove that you CAN do political commentary and make a peanut butter sandwich at the same time . . .


Quote of the Day

I am always shocked that there are still a handful of defenders of the dubious practice of abstinence, surely the worst idea since chocolate-covered ants. – Dick Cavett