Dear you!
As we celebrate Labor Day tomorrow, consider two work related stories in the news that make me want to line up shots and knock 'em all back:
1. The Kentucky clerk who won't issue marriage licenses to gay couples because of her religious beliefs.
2. The flight attendant who won't serve cocktails to passengers because of her religious beliefs.
First Amendment rights. As for religious actions of choice, in public, in the marketplace, on the job, why are these women asserting a right to prevent OTHERS from doing things they choose? Is their cushy little world so easily disrupted by "different strokes for different folks"? (Flashback to old television sitcom.) Control, control, control.
If I do not condone gay marriage (a Supreme Court smack-down legal thing), then I will not marry someone of the same sex.
If I do not condone alcohol, then I will not drink cocktails.
What on earth is going on? If my job is to issue marriage licenses or serve bourbon on the rocks, I will do it. These are legal actions, marriage and slamming back a strong one.
The blood shed for labor movements was not about these two distortions. Frankly, it is just bizarre.
So, I think I will apply for that waitress job at Waffle House. And then, I will refuse to serve waffles because it violates my religious beliefs. You know, the mystical, spiritual power of batter and syrup, something to worship.
Sigh.
Walt Whitman: "Let us stand up." But these gals are crawling, fearfully. Imagine the strength it takes to allow others their choices, their legal choices.
Sigh number two.
Nevertheless, all shall be well. Or at least BE.
HAPPY LABOR DAY!
Kisses -
La Joyce
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