President’s Day: It’s all about the money…
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Today is President’s Day, and what does it mean to most American?
First: No Trash pickup
Second: No mail
Third: All government workers get a day off, which is half the working people in the United States.
While the original intention was to honor George Washington’s Birthday, leave it to politicians to change things they don’t like….and in this case we now celebrate President’s Day in order to give a day off to workers…they just expanded the holidays:
This from History:
The shift from Washington’s Birthday to Presidents’ Day began in the late 1960s when Congress proposed a measure known as the Uniform Monday Holiday Act. Championed by Senator Robert McClory of Illinois, this law sought to shift the celebration of several federal holidays from specific dates to a series of predetermined Mondays. The proposed change was seen by many as a novel way to create more three-day weekends for the nation’s workers, and it was believed that ensuring holidays always fell on the same weekday would reduce employee absenteeism. While some argued that shifting holidays from their original dates would cheapen their meaning, the bill also had widespread support from both the private sector and labor unions and was seen as a surefire way to bolster retail sales.
So…LOL…it’s still the old line…GO SHOPPING!
Later on, Presidents decided (Richard Nixon) that ALL presidents should be honored on Presidents Day, due mainly to ego…what else?
And in case you haven’t noticed, this last week, there was a report put out on the richest and poorest Presidents. George Washington was said to have (by today’s standards) $525 million…making him look like one of those RICH elites: While Woodrow Wilson, the father of the ‘progressives’ was poor. Nowhere in this historical reporting were the Bushes, Clinton’s, or Obama’s.
God forbid anyone think THEY have money.
So, this Nobody plans to celebrate on George’s ACTUAL birthday, this Saturday…the 22nd. I plan to go buy a lottery ticket.
And take out the trash.
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I am a nobody. If the different classes of America were color-coded, I would be in the yucky brown, one rung up from the bottom. I grew up in Naples, Florida and live near the Mississippi River now with my husband and two dogs. I am part of the slowly disappearing middle-class. I was a musician most of my life: drummer/singer/keyboards—but I retired before the plastic surgery flu hit. I have no degrees, which could be a good thing…depending on how you view our educational system. I do have three patents…but that really doesn’t make me a somebody. The one thing that is constant in my life is my OPINIONS, which i have more than perhaps even Carl Sagan could have imagined…mostly political. (yes…my ancestors were crabby buggers)
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