Rest in Peace Hostess
When
I was attended Windsor Union Elementary School in rural Northern
California—that would be back in the 50s children—we carried our
own lunches to school. I brought 5 cents a day--”milk money”--to
buy a carton of cold milk to have with my lunch.
We weren't wealthy, but sometimes my Mom would put in a Twinkie or a
chocolate cream filled frosted cupcake, or some other treat. Always
made by Hostess. It was a special treat.
My
kids got the same treatment.
But
my grand-kids won’t.
Hostess
is liquidating due to a protracted strike by the Bakery,
Confectionery, Tobacco Workers and Grain Millers Union .
Hostess
is gone, as are the jobs of their 18,000-some employees, and one
more piece of the American landscape.
Union strikers are probably proud of themselves.
The standing joke about Twinkies was that they would be one of the few food items that could withstand a nuclear blast.
But they couldn't withstand the union.
The standing joke about Twinkies was that they would be one of the few food items that could withstand a nuclear blast.
But they couldn't withstand the union.
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