George Graham

The Union Keeps us Strong. And Don’t You Forget it!

In this crazed world, where the brainwashed multitude scurries like a herd of lemmings toward the abyss, it has become fashionable to sneer at trade unions. Oh, but the unions are corrupt, you will hear. Oh, but the unions are self-serving. Oh, but the unions…

That’s what the butt-heads say… But …

But for the few, the steadfast, the “progressives,” there are no buts.

Solidarity forever!

In the vanguard of the die-hard ranks is the massive figure of Michael Moore. Like a tree that’s planted by the water, he will not be moved. He is the people’s champion.

He is the unions’ champion.

When powerful officials side with the capitalist leeches and dismiss the unions as irrelevant, you can count on Michael Moore (photo above, right) to set them straight.

I won’t bother to tell you about Michael Moore. If you don’t know who he is, if you haven’t already seen his documentaries, you wouldn’t care, anyway. And you probably wouldn’t be reading this blog.

If you do know who Michael Moore is, you will not be surprised that he has responded with vigor and vitriol to the F-bomb aimed at the United Auto Workers by Rahm Emmanuel, the White House chief of staff (photo above, left).

A new book by Steven Rattner, the Obama administration’s former “Car Czar,” quotes Emmanuel as saying, “F*** the UAW!”  The remark reportedly came during a White House meeting on how to save the tens of thousands of jobs that would have been lost if GM and Chrysler had been permitted to collapse.

Here’s an excerpt from Michael Moore’s response to Rahm Emmanuel – peppered with Emmanuel’s favorite expletive (deleted here out of respect for your tender sensibilities). It was published on the “Mike & Friends Blog” web site on Labor Day and distributed by “Reader Supported News” today.

Dear Rahm Emanuel…

Let me give you a little f***ing lesson (a lesson I happen to know because my f***ing uncle was in the sit-down strike that founded the f***ing UAW).

Before there were unions, there was no middle class. Working people didn’t get to send their kids to college, few were able to own their own f***ing home, nobody could take a f***ing day off for a funeral or a sick day or they might lose their f***ing job.

Then working people organized themselves into unions. The bosses and the companies f***ing hated that. In fact, they were often overheard to say, “F*** the UAW!!!” That’s because the UAW had beaten one of the world’s biggest industrial corporations when they won their battle on February 11, 1937, 44 days after they’d taken over the GM factories in Flint. Inspired by their victory, workers struck almost every other f***ing industry, and union after union was born. Had World War II not begun and had FDR not died, there would have been an economic revolution that would have given everyone — everyone — a f***ing decent life.

Nonetheless labor unions did create a middle class for the majority (even companies that didn’t have unions were forced to pay at or near union wages in order to attract a workforce) and that middle class built a great country and a good life.  You see, Rahm, when people earn a f***ing good wage, they spend it on stuff, which then creates more good paying jobs, and then the middle class grows f***ing big. Did you know that back when I was a kid if you had a parent making a union wage, only one parent had to work?! And they were home by 3 or 4pm, 5:30 at the latest! We had dinner together! Dad had four weeks paid vacation. We all had free health and dental care. And anyone with decent grades went to college and it didn’t f***ing bankrupt them. (And if you ever used the F-word, the nuns would straighten you out in ways that even you couldn’t bear to hear about).

Then a Republican fired all the air traffic controllers, a Democrat gave us NAFTA and millions of jobs were moved overseas (hey, didn’t you work in that White House, too? “F*** the UAW, baby!”). Unions got scared and beaten down, a frat boy became president and, like a drunk out of control, spent all our f***ing money and our children’s money, too. F***.

And now your assistant’s grandma has to work at f***ing McDonald’s. Ask her for pictures of what the middle class life used to look like. It was effing cool! I’ll bet grandma doesn’t say “F*** the UAW!”

Hey, don’t get me wrong, Rahm. I f***ing like you. You single-handedly got the House returned to the Dems in 2006. But you and your boss better do something f***ing quick to put people back to work. How ’bout making it a crime to take an American job and move it out of the country? In other words, treat it as if it were a f***ing national treasure like you would if someone stole the Declaration of Independence out of the National Archives or some poacher stole eggs out of the nest of an America bald eagle.

Or how ’bout arresting some of those Wall Street guys who f***ing stole our money, the money that ran the American economy. Now that would take some f***ing guts.

And maybe, just maybe, that one act of real guts might save your ass come November 2nd.

Oh, I can just hear you now: “F*** Michael Moore!” No problem. But F*** the UAW? How ’bout if I just leave off the ‘A’ and the ‘W’?

Right on, brother Moore! I couldn’t have said it better myself.

About the author


I am a Jamaican-born writer who has lived and worked in Canada and the United States. I live in Lakeland, Florida with my wife, Sandra, our three cats and two dogs. I like to play golf and enjoy our garden, even though it's a lot of work. Since retiring from newspaper reporting I've written a few books. I also write a monthly column for