The Boston Newspaper Guild Can Cut the Shit

For those of you who don't live in Boston, let me summarize the situation:

The Boston Globe, a subsidiary of the New York Times is in a financial cluster fuck, just like every other newspaper in the country.

The Times management gave the Globe employees an ultimatum: Accept a 10% wage cut or we don't know what will happen to the Globe.

One after the other, the unions represented at the Globe voted to accept the proposition. Then, along came the Boston Newspaper Guild. They voted against accepting the deal with a line of reasoning that goes something like this:

"The Times is bluffing! The Newspaper industry has never been stronger! What's the worst those fat cats can do, immediately cut wages by 21% and still probably close the paper? I think not."

Well guess what the Times did? Immediately cut wages by 21% and will still probably close the paper. Wow talk about getting a dick in the face. Damn!

It's just like a game of poker. You call the opponent's bluff, going all in to scare out his low pair. He throws down 3 aces. Now what? Well the bluffer takes your chips and you have to accept it.

What has the BNG done? Complained their asses off. "Oh boohoo we never thought they would cut our wages this much. Waaaaahhh how come no one told us this would happen? We want a do over!"

Well guess what? The Times told you explicitly what would happen if the deal was rejected, namely "Immediate 21% wage cuts and the possible closing of the Globe".

What the fuck? This is like if a you were playing poker and the guy across the table went all in, winked at you and said "Should probably fold, I've got 3 aces" and then showed you his cards.

And then there's the other thing. The BNG has an average salary much higher than the other unions that voted to accept the pay cut.

"Now my 3 children aren't going to be able to afford to have a car at their prestigious 4 year, private college, Waaaaahhh!"

Meanwhile the newspaper printers union is thinking "Now my 3 kids are going to have to get a job if they want to go to community college, oh yeah and also if they want to eat."

All because some greedy, white collar assmasters decided that they would rather lose their jobs after a few months of severely reduced pay than accept a reasonable offer.

So the Boston Newspaper Guild can shut its blubbering pie hole or rather, keep it wide open because the Time's dick is wide, scabby, salty and covered with crotch crickets.

But keep your ear open BNG and you might just hear The Baron serenading you on the world's smallest violin from on top of a pile of greased up lingerie models.