free movement

of labour

We applied for a license from the State of Hawaii as a security guard. We were repeatedly told that convicted murderers and worse had gotten the license. File some paperwork, it'll take a few weeks, said the idiocrats. Months later, into the next year, still no license.

I used to work at a bicycle shop. Unlike the Wright Brothers, one of whom my nonbiological grandmother nursed in Los Angeles, the owner won the shop as alimony. Kinda like Mrs. Clinton won her fame, so no surprise, the owner had not visited the bike shop in years. Also, no surprise when the owner ran out of the Christmas party nanoseconds before I walked in the door. The other employees seemed to think that coincidence.

The following conversation has been liberally edited using artistic license. Names might have been changed. The gist is the same.

SMA So, I was working for this homosexual named 山口. One day, I knocked on his door jam, entered his domain with the obligatory お邪魔します。I stood next to his desk and explained to him that I was resigning. His former employer, the man who had mentored (well, tried to mentor) him for years when he was fresh out of law school, had offered me a job, and I was tendering my resignation. MountainMouth said, no you aren't.
Natty Tatoo Boy That's not right.
SMA Sure it is. The owner of this store has, for months blocked my Hawaiian guard license. That's how the world works.

The next day, We were notified that Our license was approved.

Years ago, I used to work at a grocery store called King Stoopers, or was it Stupors, something like that. One of the managers and I were friendly. I was explaining to xem how a number of domestic and foreign lack of intelligence agencies were listening to everything we were saying. He replied, I don't care. I have nothing to hide.

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There is no more free movement of labour today in America than there was during racial slavery.