Going back to work choices
Posted: July 10, 2016 Filed under: Self improvement | Tags: auspol, capitalism, fair pay for fair work, history of fair work, politicians, rights for workers, single mother toil, unions, work, workers Leave a commentI love the fact that the Australian people have spoken, and the message is clear: ‘We don’t like the way you’ve been running the joint.’ Whoever we end up with running our parliament, they will have a tough time passing legislation without consultation. I’m hoping the independent pollies will ‘keep the bastards honest.’
Henry Ford advocated an 8-hour day for his assembly line workers because research demonstrated that worker productivity tanked after more than eight hours. As Brigid Schulte documents in her book, Overwhelmed: Work, Love and Play When No One Has the Time, humans can only take so much for so long. When a workplace is full of overworked employees, those employees will be exhausted and incapable of showing creativity or making good decisions.
How did we end up in a world full of over paid executives who own too many houses and underpaid employees who own none? Capitalism sucks the life out of many for the benefit of a few. Our world is changing and those who want to stay stuck in the old ways are in for a rude shock. With the number of women politicians increasing hopefully we’ll gain some balance.
Billy Bragg – Waiting For The Great Leap Forward
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Giddy Up
Posted: November 4, 2014 Filed under: Thought For the Day | Tags: Australia's richest horse race, bringing home the bacon, childhood memories, my little ponies, Rolling Stones / Wild Horses, single mother jobs, single mother slavery, The Melbourne Cup, the race that stops a nation, thoroughbred horse races, work Leave a commentHere I am on the day of the race that stops a nation, dressed in jodhpurs and a top hat, hamming it up for drunk people, most of whom don’t realise this how I earn my living (they just think I’m some kind of kooky lady), as they slam down their drinks. We humans are very strange, we tame wild creatures, then watch them going round and round a track. When I was a young warthog, I went to the races most weekends with my grandpa Aubrey, who was nuts about betting on the gee gees. He would place small bets for me and I always picked the grey horses, probably because of Gunsynd, the Goondiwindi grey, a famous racehorse from the 1970s. Now I’m getting paid to act like a goose on a horse, my grandpa would be so proud.
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