Thursday, August 28, 2025

Niko at the Labor Panel

 

Today I worked on campus, and it was very quiet so I got a big spreadsheet done. At lunch Hardingfele and I walked in Allen Centennial Gardens and complained about the new system. The first Badger football game of the year was this evening at eight, and at my afternoon break I saw a plane flying around with a banner behind it advertising some seltzer. I'm annoyed with the Badgers for firing coach Paul Chryst when he lost two games in a row, even though they always had solid seasons with him, so I don't care what happens to them now. They seem to suck under the new guy, which is just karma as far as I'm concerned. My big concern was that the traffic might be bad, but maybe not that many people went to the game - Travalon said he saw that you could get tickets for $5 because nobody else cares anymore either.

I have a parking pass for the university lot up at the old Oscar Mayer plant, and then I take Shuttle 206 to campus. There is a Shuttle 202 that goes to the university lot behind the Labor Temple, and today I took that instead. The shuttle driver looked a little familiar, and he said, "This is 202," like he was used to seeing me on the 206. I assured him that I wanted Shuttle 202. As we drove past the hospital, I could see that there were plenty of empty spaces in the parking lot there that was being used for game day parking, and there didn't seem to be an excessive amount of traffic on the road. The shuttle got me to the Labor Temple a half hour early, so I went to the bar there, but they were just closing, so the bartender gave me a cup of water and shooed me out the door. I went upstairs to the room where the panel discussing Act 10 would be going on, and a couple of people were there, setting up. I asked if they needed help, but they said no, they had it under control. One was a Union peep, and soon my Union peep who looks like a leprechaun arrived. I even talked Travalon into coming, because they were serving Mexican food from El Pastor. So many people came that they had to open the next room up, but somehow they didn't run out of food, just plates. Three organizers and a lawyer working on overturning Act 10 were on the panel, and they talked about how even if Act 10 is overturned (it has been, but it's on appeal), the unions won't just come back full-strength - we have to organize. Even Travalon found it inspiring, and Niko was along and was inspired too. Uh oh - I hope he doesn't organize his fellow stuffies to get concessions from me! Maybe they will object to only some of them being on the bed, and they will say they all deserve to be on the bed. They were at one point, but then there was no room for management - me!


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