Collective Bargaining for Dummies
It’s rare but sometimes two sides that can’t seem to agree on anything actually get it right. Obviously I’m not talking politics here. And based on most of the news I read, I’m not talking about the NFL either. It turns out that maybe MLB has learned its lesson and gotten down to the dirty business of negotiating a new collective bargaining agreement well in advance of its due date. If things go as planned, there will be no rehashing of the 1994 stoppage that almost killed the game. Sure, there are sticking points but both the players and the owners are attempting to get out front of the differences before they shut things down.
It’s too bad we can’t say the same thing of the government. Instead of making tough decisions on real problems, we get grandstanding and gridlock. Look, I’m no professional political analyst but I can tell you that the Obama healthcare plan isn’t going away. So, instead of trying to score political points through a repeal vote that will lead nowhere, let’s figure out how to make it more workable and then figure out how to pay for it.
Same thing goes for Wall Street. Yes, I understand that you’re angry with all those “fat-cats” and their fat bonuses but the simple fact of the matter is that America doesn’t work without Wall Street. You wouldn’t have that fancy PS3 or the computer (or smartphone or iPad or…..) where you’re reading this blog either if it wasn’t for Wall Street and the American financial model. More than that, until Wall Street gets healthy, your unemployed @$$ won’t be getting a job.
Here’s the deal. Just like the ’94 MLB strike took baseball to its nadir, the government shutdown the following year brought American faith in the Congress to one of its lowest points. Democrats don’t want to see that happen again and the Republicans in control of the House can ill afford it since they’re the ones who will ultimately take the blame.
Both sides know they have a lot to lose and hopefully this will make them realize they have to work together. Hey, if the MLB players and owners can finally wrap their heads around that idea, there must be hope for the politicians as well. And if not, well, there’s always Abe Lincoln on a mother-f****n’ grizzly bear.
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