It is so sad when there are voices crying out ...not for equal pay, not for more union privileges, not for free benefits ...not crying, as in volume of your message. I mean, crying out in pain ...like the starving Haitian child that hasn't been able to eat in days, except dirt cookies, which swell the stomach to give temporary relief before going to sleep. Later that night, it causes intestinal obstruction, and the child is left screaming with no hope of rellief.
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