Yesterday, angry mobs of public union workers (a phrase I find to border on oxymoronic) loudly demonstrated at the home of Wisconsin Governor Scott Walker’s parents’ suburban home.  Yes, I said his parents home for goodness sake.  Imagine for a moment being in your late 70s or early 80s, and having your holiday disturbed by sign-waving, marching, megaphone shouting kooks on the street in front of your house.  Yes, everyone knows that public unions detest the governor of Wisconsin, probably because he had the courage to defy and fight their ridiculous demands over the past five years.  I come from a union family, but I get increasingly peeved  particularly at public union leaders and their members greedily trying to get more than their piece of the pie at everyone else’s expense. And to push for it at  Granny’s house ???????

I just hope that the Lord takes me before some assortment of teachers, municipal workers, firefighters, etc. make fools of themselves in my neighborhood, or in front of my local high school.  It will indeed be worth a few nights in jail to raise a little hell !    WHAT THE HECK !