Sung to the tune of Union Maid / Red Wing
Well there once was a burger joint
it had a NICE business plan. 192 more words
Growing up in North America, I first learned about May Day from pictures of Soviet military parades in my history books. I knew it was a Soviet national holiday but had no idea why until I learned about the Haymarket massacre and the strikes for the eight-hour day, which significant changed its meaning for me. 780 more words
Invitation from Bristle Afed: it’s the day after bookfair so why not stay over for the party?
Calling all Anarchists, rebels, radicals, and workers who are sick of taking shit! 132 more words