Well I don’t know about you but in my Finno-Ugrian culture we celebrate the concept of International Workers Day with a vast party–one that by an American analogy would be the combo of St. Patrick’s Day and New Year’s Eve. The Finns (who threw out the Communists not just once but three times) are not disposed to waxing nostalgic about the Bolsheviks and the Menshiviks but they are very certain that the rights of workers really matter in the life of a free state and by God they work hard and they go out and celebrate like, well, like Finns. Lock up the delicate china and watch out for your feet: there will be wildfire revelry in honor of all who work like hell. I wish I could be in Helsinki by the end of the week.
S.K.
Planet of the Blind 