Y Viva Espana!

Spanish strikes apparently are different from French ones, where things actually do come to a standstill or at least makes travel extremely difficult for anyone needing to get from A to B, often having to rely on means of transportation that take ages to arrive. If at all.

In Spain they seem to react differntly to battlecries from the union leaders. As part of the austerity measures belatedly imposed by the Spanish government earlier this month, the unions tried to stir workers into action. Only it failed, if this report is to be believed:

«Madrid’s regional government, which runs schools and hospitals, said only 8% of workers stayed away. That is less than half those who call in sick, or find other reasons not to work, on a normal day.»

Hm, makes one think, maybe if they impose even more austerity then everyone will eventually show up for work? Cherish the thought!

Streikemote anno 2007

Selv om man er på streik må man kle seg ordentlig synes å være moralen når amerikanske manusforfattere er på streik. I hvert fall om man skal tro deltidsmanusforfatter Plum Sykes, som til vanlig skriver for Vogue og i denne ukens New York Magazine beskriver hvordan man unngår fashion faux pas når man er ute og streiker på en kald dag i New York:
(...) I immediately change into a brand-new gray merino-wool Martin Margiela turtleneck sweater and chunky high leather boots from Veronique Branquinho. Some warmth is provided by my sharply tailored Alexander McQueen fur-lined suede jacket with enormous hoops of fox fur at each cuff. The look is fashion girl meets snowbunny.