The New York strike appears like a time capsule. How strange–– Working class New Yorkers laying the gauntlet down against the Man's smiling intransigence, and in the very heart of world capitalism, no less. It's as if the Underground Railroad took a wrong turn and tunneled its way to an Aryan Nation get-together instead of a black Baptist church. What a mistake. Now you die.
So it breaks my heart to surf New York media. Again, we're watching the New Deal's death. How many times do we have to do this? The Christians against the lions, the Incas versus the Spanish: We know what happens here, comrades. So I'm sorry --really sorry-- but I'm flipping the channel…