Can Grocery Workers Take Back Their Union?
On a gray October evening, half a dozen insurgents huddle around a table in an upscale diner across the street from Sea-Tac airport, considering their battle plans.
“I don’t want to get shot in New Jersey or New York, and those guys will fucking murder us,” says the consigliere.
“Yeah,” the boss muses. “They will hella murder us.”
“I’m more afraid of some people who have threatened to shoot us out here than those people out there,” says one of the generals.
“The chances of us getting shot,” concludes the ringleader, “are fairly high.”/