The only thing that even vaguely ties Nebraska to the founder of the United Farm Worker's Union is the big red signs these commie gangsters wave. How on earth did Nebraskans sit back and allow our
The United Farm Workers has become nothing more than another leftist racket. Idolizing them with postage stamps, fiestas and phony-baloney holidays springs from the same misguided liberal stylishness that brought us the Che Guevara t-shirt. You can even buy art prints of UFW stike posters, perfect gifts for the sandalistas on your
What's next, Ho Chi Minh Day?
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Back in the 1970's, the old feeder was shopping for groceries at a store in an Iowa college town. I was tasting grapes in the produce department when a whispery woman's voice came from behind me saying, "There's blood on those grapes." How was I to know that it was a damned union slogan? I thought she knew something about the grapes that I didn't. I started spitting and left the store with no appetite and no grapes.



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