Thank you, Bakery, Confectionery, Tobacco Workers and Grain Millers International Union (BCTGM), for killing Hostess Brands, Inc., an iconic (since 1930) American company. Sure, some would call the products junk food. But to others they were beloved snacks enjoyed by several generations.
Last night my son went out and very deliberately bought a bag of Hostess products, particularly cupcakes, and some Pepsi. He took them home, sat his 10-year-old son down, and explained that the Pepsi and cupcakes were something he remembered enjoying with his dad and that now, while he still could, he was sharing it with his son. (Yes, we do silly, sentimental things like that in our family.)
What sort of fools destroy their own company, their own jobs? Especially in this economy. Isn’t a reduced wage still better than no wage? Of course, I don’t understand why Hostess didn’t just fire the striking workers and hire some new ones; there probably would have been dozens of applicants for each of those vacated jobs.
18,000 jobs and an American icon down the drain. Thanks for nothing, BCTGM.
Unions. Illogical and destructive. Of themselves and others. No wonder I’ve never liked them.