We wouldn’t be dishin’ it up right at Recession Cafe if we didn’t say something about International Workers’ Day, also known as May Day.
Today, in cities all over the world, working people took to the streets to say yes to good jobs, healthcare, education, and all things workers need and no to cut backs, war and racism. In Los Angeles, I attended a march and rally organized by the ANSWER Coalition and Hermandad Mexicana Nacional, and the National Lawyers’ Guild, among others.
I was pretty excited about this particular march and rally because it focused a lot on immigration. After all, it was the issue of immigration, in the form of a massive mobilization of millions against the Sensenbrenner bill in 2006, that put May Day back on the map here in the United States. Before May Day 2006, at least during my day, it seemed that no one took the slightest note of the day that marked the incident at Haymarket in Chicago, or the fight for an eight hour day.
I guess it took the most oppressed people to remind the rest of us that this day belongs to us.
Round about 1:30 p.m., I headed out to the event with my friend Natascha of Shoe Fever fame. At first, we thought we’d take the city bus for $1.50 each (OW); but, Natascha got to looking at Best Parking, the nifty parking app on her iPhone; and, she located several $4.00 lots right around our destination:Olympic and Broadway. Needless to say, we opted to drive.
As we left her car at Joe’s Parking, on the south side of Olympic, right near Olive, it began to be progressively clear that I had a problem.
It’s been mighty hot and humid lately in the City, LA; and, I’ve taken to wearing a real cool pair of yoga shorts that feel just great. I did the same today; but, as Natascha and I started heading east on Olympic towards the gathering site, I realized I was going to be real cold in just about a minute.
Lucky for me, Victoria’s Style was just around the corner at 1007 S. Hill Street.
Victoria’s Style is, in a word, THE BOMB.
We were greeted by the owner, Denia, who let us shop to ourselves but when we needed some help, she was right on it. She has so many cute clothes. We had so little time. Denia’s been operating the shop for decades. Props to her on that, especially in these recession times. Most items at Victoria’s are $12.99. There’s also a $5.00 rack filled with really great shirts that I can’t wait to see again once I get a paycheck big enough to cover more than the bills.
I was trying jeans on like crazy when Natascha reported back from the glass door in front that the march had left the corner. I still hadn’t found a pair that fit. Denia rushed to the back of the store, calling out that she knew just the ones. She emerged with the perfect pair! After paying with plastic, which Victoria’s takes, we headed out the door, chasing our assemblage of 99%ers who, by that time, had headed up Broadway.
Thousands of people streamed up the street, carrying banners, signs and all kinds of creative expressions. One man had a twin baby carriage, sporting rubber alien twins with t-shirts stating,”I don’t want to be an alien. I want to be legal.”
At the end of the march, a host of people spoke from the back of a flatbed truck. Some spoke in English, some in Spanish. Everybody supported the idea that all workers should have good jobs, good pay, all the stuff everybody should have.
Natascha and I both met up with a couple of other friends while we were there. We were all really hungry by that time. We decided to get some much needed grub and settled on the Grand Central Market at 317 S. Broadway. I have to admit, I was pushing for El Pollo Loco; but, tonight, as I write this, I am still munching on the second half of the amazingly large amount of beans and rice I got from La Adelita in the Market for only $2.60. Tasty!
So, it is goodnight to all for now on this International Workers’ Day, 2012, where the barometer reading fluctuates every day. Whatever is up ahead, we’ll keep right on dishing up the best information and inspiration we can find.