Always punch up, that’s what I like to say, which I suppose is what the odious Freedom Foundation is doing in featuring an HA post in a recent fundraising email:
So, two things to note from this email. First, McCabe is absolutely blunt that their primary objective is to “defund” organized labor. There’s zero talk about freedom or liberty here. These initiatives have nothing to do with workers’ rights, or transparency, or good government. And there’s certainly nothing grassroots about them. This is a purely partisan fight by a corporatist-backed corporate shill seeking to defund the political opposition. Because if money is speech, then only the 1 percent deserve to be heard, or something.
Second, hear that, labor bosses? According to McCabe, I’m now one of you! So if I speak for “the labor unions,” I demand to be treated like a labor boss, invited to all your steak and whiskey dinners, and given equal time on the luxurious big labor yacht, the Jolly Teamster.
So thanks, Tom, for transforming this shitty little local blogger into the second coming of Samuel Fucking Gompers! I appreciate the promotion.
Roger Rabbit spews:
Being attacked by your enemies is the greatest flattery of all.
Roger Rabbit spews:
So the execrable Tom McCabe has graduated from shilling for builders who employ immigrant labor to get out of paying American wages to shilling for the Kochs? Glad to see he reads HA. We give his ilk the middle finger every day. But why is he asking for donations? Don’t the Kochs sign his paychecks? Don’t they pay him enough? Or is he getting greedy?
Better spews:
Just wondering, does he have the publishing rights to use an image of your site in his email? Does he have the right to profit off of your work?
http://lifehacker.com/193343/a.....s-fair-use
Goldy spews:
@3 Oh, I’d say that’s probably fair use. But regardless, unlike McCabe, I’m not very litigious, so he has nothing to worry about.
cantbeme spews:
It took too long, but McCabe was run out of Olympia when the homebuilders got tired of being seen as bad people for hiring him and when Tom failed, repeatedly, to get his pal Dino Rossi elected to anything. He scurried off to the FF or EFF or whatever they call themselves, an organization that doesn’t really much care what anyone thinks of it. In these small towns targeted by this ballot effort, the most commonly unionized employees are law enforcement and fire fighters. Making it harder for our uniformed first responders to represent their own interests seems unpatriotic to me. Why does Tom McCabe and the EFF hate our firefighters?
Merchan Seaman spews:
I may not be a labor “boss” (whatever that is) but I have kindly offered you both steak and Whiskey, I’ve even offered you beer, but instead of taking me up on my generosity, you’ve refused my kindness and yelled into my face, that you refuse to be seen with such low class, working class trash as me.
Kind of hurt my feelings, but no wworries, we of the working class will continue to carry the rest of society.
Goldy spews:
@6 I have certainly refused your whiskey, I can’t deny that. But the rest of your comment is worthy of the Seattle Times editorial page.
Merchant Seaman spews:
The Seattle Times editorial page? So now you’re saying I’m a scumbag AND illiterate?
Way to win friends and influence people.
But for the record, I have offered to buy you dinner and you said “not ever” which is a pretty fair version of “that you refuse to be seen with such low class, working class trash as me.”
You just speak Ivy League, and I speak Working Class.
Roger Rabbit spews:
@6, @8 You can buy me a dinner and whiskey. I’m a rabbit with no social pretensions; I’ll hang out with anyone willing to feed me, including Republicans, union thugs, and working class trash. (Funny thing about Republicans, they never let you pay for lunch, they’re tight with employees but generous to freeloaders like me. I’m tight with the loot I take from Wall Street; I push it back into the pot to get more loot.* You know, the magic of compounding.) (*I made $2,002 in the stock market today on top of $2,816 yesterday.)
Merchant Seaman spews:
@9: Meet me at Rei Do Gado at 7
Goldy spews:
@10 Tease.
And I never said “not ever” to dinner. I’ll have dinner with you sometime (in Seattle), and you don’t even need to treat.
Merchant Seaman spews:
@11 Whatever are you talking about? How am I a tease?