The Ballad of Brave Sir Regan
Bravely bold Sir Regan rode forth from Washington.
He was not afraid to represent, O brave Sir Regan!
He had no problem with being labeled a thug,
Brave, brave, brave, brave Sir Regan!
He was not the least bit scared to look like a dope,
To do Andy’s bidding, this was his best true hope;
He’d have his speeches spread all over YouTube;
With lawyers so fine, the Red Scourge was eternally screwed.
It was so easy to like the lawyers if you were brave Sir Regan!
He came out to Fresno and roared forth, "Old School!"
But his public pronouncement made him look like a fool.
But then the NLRB removed the roadblocks,
And Los Al got their chance to vote, and…
Brave Sir Regan ran away.
Bravely ran away, away!
When losing reared its ugly head,
He bravely turned his tail and fled.
Yes, brave Sir Regan turned about
And gallantly he chickened out.
Bravely taking to his feet,
Zombie UHW beat a very brave retreat,
Bravest of the brave, Sir Regan!
He is packing it in and they’re packing it up
And sneaking away and clamming up.
He’s leaving Los Al to the evil Red Scourge,
Until Andy once again tells him to get the urge!
Burma Shave.
Funny. You should try this scene some time:
ReplyDeleteDave Regan: I am your Trustee.
Member: Well I didn't vote for you.
Dave Regan: You don't vote for trustees.
Woman: Well how'd you become trustee then?
etc.
Dave Regan: Former secretary of labor John Marshall, his pockets bulging with wads of purple cash, vomited forth the famed "Marshall Report" signifying by the will of the Glorious Maximum Leader that I, Regan, was to wear the Zombie Crown. THAT is why I am your trustee.
ReplyDeleteWoman: Predetermined edicts from bought-off former government bureaucrats is no basis for a system of union governance. Union leadership derives of a mandate of the membership not some farcical quasi-legalistic ceremony.
(not totally historically accurate, I know, but poetic license, etc etc)