Damn straight (or gay if you perfer) we need Unions! When I had a cist in my throat, next to my vocal cords, the insurence companys didn't give a damn if I lived or died, but my union (I was a projectionist and a Teamster) My Union came through for me, and for my Dad (Teamster, Actors Union, Union Bar man, Union Waiter, Union caol miner... etc...) the Teamsters came through for my Dad and Mom when he was in his last illness and the insurence companies and hospitals were robbing him blind.
My daddy was a miner, and I'm a miner's son, and I'll be with you fellow workers, untill this battle's one... Which side are you on? The UNION!
In ONE BIG UNION!
InOBU
Larry