Always being one to see both sides of an argument

I was pondering my post regarding Catherine Bell's newsletter and I realised that she could give the retort that comparing the terms "scab" to names such as "squaw" and "nigger" is compariing apples to oranges. I have to concede that she would be correct to so argue (if she did, indeed, think to do so). The basis on which this is the case is that the latter terms insult inate characteristics of a human being, while the term "scab" is labeling according to a chosen behaviour by a person or persons.

However, much as a I have to agree with this point, I still find the name "scab" insulting. Also, my point was that make the act of crossing a picket line against the law is going too far. It is taking away the right of the individual to differ from the other members of the union and to act accordingly. Mind you a classmate of mine was actually killed when someone in the union hit him over the head with a board in the 1970s. I am not sure what came of that incident, but I do know that much, so although I disagree in principle with making a law against the act of defying the majority in the union, perhaps if it was made illegal, the so-called "scabs" would save themselves from violence, by obeying such a law. There are some poeple who will not go as far as lawbreaking in their attempts to make their point or do what they prefer to do, also, as we know, there are others who will break such a law to make their point or achieve their end.

I think the one thing in this day of "political correctness" my dander gets up with name calling per se. That is my main point here. If one is being politically correct it must apply to all people, not just our favoured choice of people.

It has been 35 years since I have belonged to a union and I have never been in a strike. The entire scenario of a strike offends my independent nature, thus I am better off to work as I do, as a self-employed person. The idea of chanting as a group offends me even in a church service. I don't like being part of the "mind of the mob" as my father called it. The only time I think I have been comfortable being vocal with others is while singing in a choir (songs that I enjoy) or chiming in with others spontaenously when I truly feel like doing so. Often in a group, I don't agree with the majority.

I suppose I could be called eccentric, but I personally don't think I am, because I have conservative leanings, mixed with a bit of liberal and socialist beliefs. Perhaps ecclectic would best describe my mind.

These are my spontaneous thoughts for today. Happy surfing and blogging.