Sadly, as several thousand marchers make their way through downtown today, still seeking some respect and rights, I'll be at work. Where has my fighting spirit gone?
Thursday, May 01, 2008
May memory
Two years ago today, I caught a mysterious illness, called in sick, and ended up caught up in a huge immigration rights rally downtown.
Sadly, as several thousand marchers make their way through downtown today, still seeking some respect and rights, I'll be at work. Where has my fighting spirit gone?
Sadly, as several thousand marchers make their way through downtown today, still seeking some respect and rights, I'll be at work. Where has my fighting spirit gone?
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Clearly,
As the economy in your native Eastern European homeland has taken off, you have decided that if teaching in the American Dreamland becomes too much, you can just leap across the pond to a better life. And as the American economy kicks the curb, all these protesters will want to go back to their emerging homelands anyhoo. And with the decreasing value of the dollar, every sick day you take is one you can't cash out to buy half a loaf of bread when you retire...
Your fighting spirit went to the students who wants to be educated or maybe you just lost them.
I help with the immigration problem by buying and drinking Cafe Justo - www.justcoffee.org
They tackle illegal immigration at the source by providing good jobs/businesses in Mexico. Shade grown, better than Fair Trade, and quite tasty!
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