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May 1, 2013

Dawning and fawning
Non-fatal attraction
Awakened, still yawning,
afraid of the action.

But today was May Day, not to be confused with the "MAYDAY! MAYDAY!” distress call that would be implemented by various and sundry pilots or seafaring waifs who fell prey either to Mother Natures’ depredations, on-board fires, floods, jettisoned structural integrity of vessel’s hull or mechanical failure.

No, this May Day thing definitely signaled a salute to working class pride and professionalism – of course tied to unionization in particular – that saw its nascent stages whilst I was knee high to a dung beetle.

Admired are the working mired.