Friday, May 25, 2012
The Nasty Front Lines of Pay to Play
I have to imagine that even pro-union folks from some cute little Midwest town would be absolutely floored at the abject thuggery that goes down here in Philadelphia. When you meet wildly anti-union people (like me), it's not because we don't understand the history of the need to organize or the fact that some companies do take advantage of workers. It's because we have faith that free market and healthy competition has corrected that need. And it's because we have been direct recipients of the brand of justice unions here see fit to dish out. Screaming in your face is the best of it and handing out pictures of your children or your wife photoshopped in some bizarre sex act, property damage and bodily harm the worst of it.
The Man is now on a job so contentious it's made national news. He is escorted in daily by Blackwater security.
You can see signage and video feeds of the actual and documented thuggery here: PhillyBully.com
Do you remember the fire that just took the lives of two firefighters from my brother's station? Well, that fire took place in an abandoned building that was neglected by the owners and the city that became a den of iniquity and a major health risk for the community...and ultimately two public servants.
This building The Man is at (pictured) is similar. Dubbed "the Graffiti building" by local residents it is a rat infested, homeless flop house, eye sore that has the potential to be a health/fire hazard to the surrounding residents. They are THRILLED that this building is being revitalized. Turned into posh apartments by two ballsy guys from Virginia that refuse to play by the Pay to Play rules here in the city of brotherly love. Kudos to them for standing strong.
We've heard that the unions, all of them, are "more riled up than they have been in 25 years." They can't believe these guys aren't caving.
Yesterday, escorted by 2 Blackwater guys and a detective, as The Man drove in to the fenced parking area through a throng of 40+ union members (the masons and the carps that particular day) the guys were screaming various things like, "we know who you are" and mumbled threats...but the two that always floor me...? "We're fighting for your living wage!" The guys at The Man's company get paid on the exact scale the union guys do, except they don't have to pay union dues. Duh. And, "You're taking food out of my kids' mouths!" Ummm, you dolt, what about my kids?! Are they supposed to starve? If it's between my kids and your kids...in what bizarro realm am I concerned about yours?
I wish I could have some Blackwater guys so I could go pick the brains (?!) of these lemmings...