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Notes from a postal worker in the north: Scabs are the real turkeys

Issue No. 2175

Have you ever spoken to anyone contemplating suicide? Well, that’s what it feels like when you are trying to persuade someone not to scab on your strike.

Some of those determined to cross our picket lines do so for financial reasons, but mostly it’s just greed—or “acting managers” trying to climb the greasy pole.

On my picket line we argue hard with those who want to go in to work.

“Think of your workmates—don’t kick us in the teeth,” we shout. “Don’t betray yourself or your union.”

Last week we managed to turn back a few more. It’s a victory for us all.

But there will always be some, like the managers, who want to collect their

30 pieces of silver. They’re taking money out of our pockets to line their own.

Why these people are allowed to be members of a TUC-affiliated trade union, I don’t know. Surely they should be expelled?

By helping Royal Mail, the scabs prolong our strikes. And if the company gets its way and we all lose our jobs, many of them will lose their “nice little numbers” too.

Now that’s what I call turkeys voting for Christmas.


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