‘LABOR’ PAINS AND PRAYING TIMES
©August 31, 2008, All Rights Reserved
Under normal circumstances, you’d be reading another of my ‘holiday’ articles, specifically penned to coincide with the particular holiday at hand. For this Labor Day, I wanted to address the hypocrisy of the holiday itself. I was going to show how Big Labor – such as the United Auto Workers (UAW) who have begun to run a television commercial on this precise subject – lauds itself on the ability to keep “nine year old children” from working within the proverbial sweatshop but contradictorily support liberal politicians who demand abortion on demand. The ultimate “sweatshop” and destroyer of child welfare, in my humble opinion, is that experienced by those literally ripped from their mother’s womb. Like I said, under normal circumstances I would take the deification of unionized labor to task. Today is not a normal day, however.
By now, everyone understands that a major hurricane, Gustav, is taking aim on Louisiana and the American Gulf Coast. Like a feared Katrina II, this event demands center stage irrespective of political pandering and therefore I will not turn this crisis into a means of bashing opposing political parties. They are doing enough on their own for me to emulate their actions. I have friends located down in Louisiana. I myself once spent a week in Morgan City suffering from severe food poisoning picked up during a Coors® run from Golden, Colorado on down to Thibodaux, Louisiana. At the moment, Morgan City is a virtual ghost town. I also have a niece presently living in Houma; they have not evacuated their home and with electrical shortages and the like, it may be a week before we hear from her. Having been in about six hurricanes myself – a few of which we rode out while at sea – I can attest to the seriousness of just such an encounter. They are amongst nature’s greatest punches and this particular one is being directed squarely at the heart of my nation.
Much has been learned from Katrina, almost exactly three years ago, and so it is hoped that these lessons will lead to less casualties, less deaths, and less damage than that infamous storm of 2005. Unfortunately, there will be casualties, there will be deaths, and most especially there will be damage. Perhaps a significant amount of damage upon a region already gun-shy of things climatic. In such a situation, I do not care about a person’s politics, their religion, their economic background, or their race. At the moment, I don’t really care if they are legal American citizens or not. People are at risk and it is people that drive the heart of my soul.
Some of my fans have often asked me to use my particular talents to let the world know what’s wrong with the forces reared against my beloved nation. Today, I will do just that – apolitically. I will use these words to command you to do whatever you can to aid our fellow citizens down along the Gulf. If you can afford to do so, then send money to the local charity of your choice. If you own a business that sells or manufactures products in great need by the region, then please ship whatever you can down there. If you cannot afford to physically aid them, then say prayers, conduct rosary sessions, or simply keep their struggles close to heart.
What makes this nation singularly special within the context of global civilizations is that it is us – the average citizen – that comes out heroically whenever our neighbors are in need. If we fail to aid them then we have only ourselves to blame – not our government; not our elected officials. The mirror beholds the most influential person on the planet. Let’s act this time – not react.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This week I return to furthering my education. Yes, even at forty-five years old, I’ve decided that my life needs to adapt and to accept the challenges of the future. I hope that my commitment to excellence will not only benefit me professionally, but what my fans read as well. Unfortunately, as I combine career with education, I may find that my writings fade into the background. I am sorry, for I truly enjoy writing for you and learning of your comments regarding my work, but I do hope that you’ll understand should I become somewhat tardy or absent completely from the Internet. In the end, we’ll both prosper… R.J. Godlewski
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