Welcome to "The Gods Are Bored!" Anne has scheduled a mid-life crisis for sundown Friday evening. Why don't you drop by? She's baking some pies, and maybe one of her grandma's famous snowball cakes. How can you pass up an offer like that?
Mr. Johnson, the better half of the Johnson & Johnson team, is a shop steward for his union. (In his case, the CWA.)
This afternoon, Mr. Johnson was sitting in the garage, which doubles as his office. (Ain't that a guy thang?) He got a telephone call.
The call was from a young woman trying to raise funds for the political campaign of Barak Obama.
Mr. Johnson was agreeable. He likes Barak Obama. But he had a question.
"How does Mr. Obama stand on the issue of labor unions?" Mr. Johnson asked.
The caller responded: "Oh. I don't know. Hang on a minute."
In almost exactly a minute, she returned to the line. She said, "He's for it."
That's all she said.
Mr. Johnson's response need not be recorded here.
Please don't apologize for Barak if he's your man. He's just doing what all rich, important Americans do -- he's hiring uneducated youngsters at the lowest level, paying them nothing or next to it, and insufficiently training them to complete their jobs.
Perhaps he should outsource his fundraising to India.