<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873</id><updated>2011-06-20T06:34:02.865-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Picket in the Park</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112838098173257908</id><published>2005-10-03T16:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T17:21:56.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cover me... I'm going in</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will I still remember how to do my job? And more importantly, will the people that work with me still remember how to do their job? Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously though, great day on the picket line. Our gang at the transmitter site has always been abit "relaxed" so as per Arnold's instructions, it became even more relaxed today. How is that possible, you ask? Let's just say a little something in the coffee to take off the edge seemed to be called for. A little toast to an end in sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From what I've heard so far, this deal is a good one. For a lot of people like me, on an eternal contract with CBC, this deal gives me hope that I may very well have a career at CBC. After 13 years of working there, I'm just happy that I may finally be able to call myself a permenant employee. You have no idea how proud that would make me. I've been wanting that more than anything for the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids are ecstatic that this is finally over. They have been real troopers throughout this ordeal. They deserve a huge bonus. HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't wait to get back in and get the show on the road. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112838098173257908?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112838098173257908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112838098173257908' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112838098173257908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112838098173257908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/10/cover-me-im-going-in.html' title='Cover me... I&apos;m going in'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112667536765882034</id><published>2005-09-13T22:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T23:22:47.713-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Settling in...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a meeting for all CMG members in Edmonton today. It was great to see everyone, some people I hadn't seen in weeks since I don't picket downtown. Great as it was, there was a definate shift in the mood, compared to our last Guild meeting two weeks ago. There seems to be a sense that we are in this for the long haul. The novelty has worn off (though I wonder if it was ever really there). The people I talked to said they just want to get back to work but you sense that it is not at any cost. People seem to have accepted the idea that this could go on for awhile and, despite the hardships and frustrations it may and most probably will cause, they seem resigned to doing whatever it takes to hold the line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're talking about planning events for the end of Sept, maybe even something in October. People seem to have let go of the idea that hockey will get us back in. And as disappointing as that may be, it just seems to be "the way it's gotta be". No one likes the idea, but they like the idea of contractualization even less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I see the toll this has taken on my colleagues. Some people are working numerous jobs, besides picket duty, in order to make ends meet. Some are having relationship problems due to the stress this has created in their households. Others, passionnate as they are about public broadcasting, wonder how they could return to work for a corporation that just doesn't seem to want to commit to their employees. But quitting the fight doesn't seem to be an option. People feel that this is a fight that deserves fighting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if anyone around that negotiating table has listened to Tod's podcast on the future of CBC. I hope so. He makes alot of good points. If it's true that the Prime Minister has that podcast on his desk, on his to-do list, wouldn't that be something?  It obviously would have had to make an impact with someone down the chain for it to be deemed "worthy" of the PM's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope he does listen to it.  It'd be nice to know that someone out there is listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112667536765882034?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112667536765882034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112667536765882034' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112667536765882034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112667536765882034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/09/settling-in.html' title='Settling in...'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112639311764213510</id><published>2005-09-10T16:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:39:52.186-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Together again... and again.... and again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7486/1476/1600/eugene%20and%20lynne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7486/1476/320/eugene%20and%20lynne.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've mentioned before, my husband and I are experiencing this "growth opportunity" together.  We are both locked out and hence, are spending ALOT of time together.  We picket together, do projects around the house together...  together, together, together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess we already spent more time together than most couples since we both work for Radio-Canada but as I am in television and he is in radio, we did not actually WORK together.  But, it has always been convenient and satisfying to have a spouse who knew your work environment, who knew the people you complained about at the end of the day and who basically, just understood the "Culture of the Corp".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that we are both out and walking the line together I have one thing to say :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both GET it.  Whereas many of our non-CBC friends just don't understand what this kind of situation can do to you, mentally and emotionally, my hubby and I are able to support each other and encourage each other.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know our friends mean well but even just the other night, I'm with a bunch of girlfriends and one of them happens to be a Telus worker (a manager, actually) who is talking about how tough it is for the managers who are working such long hours during their own lock-out and "you know, the money is great but it is so hard on them working those long hours..."  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puleeeze!!  I just wanted to scream.  Fine if you think that but could you wait until I walk away to spew the crap? Very easy to say when you have money coming in, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, before you all start sending me comments, telling me that you're sure she didn't say that to make me feel bad, etc etc, let me spare you the trouble.  I know that.  The woman who said that is one of the nicest women I know, a very good friend who wouldn't ever hurt a soul.  I KNOW she didn't say that to make me angry or to hurt me in anyway.  She would be crushed if she knew how much it did.  I am using this  simply as an example to illustrate my point about how people, even those who really care about you, just don't GET it.  I'm sure she was just trying to put across that this is hard for everyone involved, whether you are inside or outside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But unless you have been on THIS side of a labour dispute, you cannot possibly know that that is not the way to make us feel better.  Regardless how difficult it must be for these managers to be away from their families and working such long hours, not having a paycheque and not knowing when you will get one again is a pretty huge stress.  And uncertainty tends to breed a certain resentment.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some friends and family have been incredible to us during this time.  Unbelievably concerned and unconditionnally supportive.  Even some that I totally didn't expect have been the ones who have called to make sure we were ok or have come over with little things to help out in their own way.  Thank you, thank you, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I am not easy to be around at the moment.  I've become a self-imposed hermit, in a way.  It just feels easier to stick with people who GET it, instead of trying to make polite small talk with people that don't.  Selfish?  Probably.  Self-preservation?  Definately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for right now, I am just happy that my husband is in this with me.  That we are experiencing this "growth??" together.  That I'm with someone who GETS it.  And the extra time together is a real bonus. And that can't be bad.  Let's just hope he feels the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112639311764213510?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112639311764213510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112639311764213510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112639311764213510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112639311764213510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/09/together-again-and-again-and-again.html' title='Together again... and again.... and again'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112632672617072228</id><published>2005-09-09T22:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:08:29.016-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Blah Blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haven't written in a couple of days and have been getting some flack for it so here I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been out picketing for the past two days. It sure changes the beat of the day. I'm actually missing my fellow picketers. When you're not out there, you tend to think and dwell on things abit more. Not always a good thing. I've been trying to keep busy to keep my mind off the "reality". I've been washing walls. It's monotonous, abit of a workout, sort of a necessity since it hasn't been done in awhile (ok, I'll be honest... it's never really been done since we moved in 5 years ago - just spot washing here and there as needed) and it feels satisfying. Ok, it doesn't feel satisfying. It's actually more a pain in the ass. But it keeps me busy and it doesn't cost anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I just wrote a complete paragraph on washing walls. Not good. Come back later. There'll be something better, I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112632672617072228?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112632672617072228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112632672617072228' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112632672617072228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112632672617072228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/09/blah-blog.html' title='Blah Blog'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112607414994954668</id><published>2005-09-06T21:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T00:22:30.013-06:00</updated><title type='text'>En français, SVP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my "real" life, when I am not blogging and locked-out of my workplace, I am an executive producer for french television in Western Canada. I love my job and as many have stated on their blogs, feel a certain vocation in doing what I do. This stems largely from the fact that I am a French Canadian who grew up in the West and feel it is important to preserve and protect my French Canadian language and culture. Not always easy to do in a minority situation, especially in Alberta!! But important work it is because regardless what many people believe there is a thriving French community outside the province of Québec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring this up today because I notice that when the media talks about the "labour dispute" at the CBC, many of them are quick to say that this affects only English Television and Radio, since our colleagues in Québec belong to a different union (or union&lt;strong&gt;s&lt;/strong&gt; to be exact). This frustrates me because they fail to realize or take into account that every CBC location across the country has the Radio-Canada counterpart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True, our french equivalent to The National, "Le Téléjournal" is still being aired since it comes out of Montréal and all employees in that province are still working. But the newscast would normally consist of items from across the country. Items prepared and produced by CMG reporters, techniciens and producers. This is not happening. So at the moment, there is not much "national" content during those newscasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hitting closer to home is the fact that the french-speaking audiences in our communities outside of Québec are not able to get their own local news in their spoken language. While CBC audiences can tune into alternative television and radio stations to get the gist of what is happening in their city, Radio-Canada viewers and listeners don't have that option as we were their ONLY option for local news in their language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just another point to consider on how this lock-out is affecting our nation as a whole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112607414994954668?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112607414994954668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112607414994954668' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112607414994954668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112607414994954668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/09/en-franais-svp.html' title='En français, SVP!'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112578821377721535</id><published>2005-09-03T16:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T16:56:53.780-06:00</updated><title type='text'>4 months work... down the drain</title><content type='html'>I worked all summer on a centennial special that was supposed to air Sept. 1st.  That really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I travelled the entire province, talking to ordinary and extra-ordinary people about Alberta and what being Albertan meant to them.  Those stories will never be told. That also sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder who is going to call all those people to tell them that the show won't air.  Probably me.  Once we are back in.  Possibly weeks or months down the road.  I will have to call and apologize to those wonderful people who agreed to meet with me and tell me their stories, who welcomed me into their homes.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking forward to that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112578821377721535?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112578821377721535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112578821377721535' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112578821377721535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112578821377721535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/09/4-months-work-down-drain.html' title='4 months work... down the drain'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112570291587639388</id><published>2005-09-02T16:54:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T17:15:15.946-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fireworks : front row and center</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was Alberta's centennial.  We took our kids down to see the fireworks.  We didn't really plan it, just went out for a drive with them since they'd been cooped up in the house too long and decided last minute to see if we could find a spot to watch the fireworks from.  Well, we found a spot.  But I firmly believe that when your kids leave the show with pieces of the firework casings... you are sitting too close.  Oh well, they had a hoot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for todays news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a quick stop at the picket line to drop off some muffins to our buds, we were off to the food bank to volunteer our time and energy.  Is it just me or was that hard work??!  I am seriously exhausted.  We were busy the entire time, lots of food to sort, hampers to be made up.  I don't know how a family of four can live off what they put in a hamper for four.  I kept thinking of us and our kids and wondering how we'd live off that.  We really are blessed, regardless of what is happening in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there's New Orleans...  don't get me started.  I cry at commercials so imagine me watching images of this on TV.  It's not pretty.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long weekend is approaching.  What to do... what to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to have family come in from out of town but they changed their mind.  Just as well... they would have gotten sick of pasta pretty quick.  My husband and I are both on the line so we're on a tight budget.  I'm sure they would have understood but now they won't have to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been wanting to redo a section of the basement for a long time.  Maybe I should do that.  There's a wall that has to come down.  Demolishing that would feel great right now. It would be a nice way to take out my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then it would be a mess downstairs.  Because I don't dare spend money to fix it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So annoying... all the time to do those projects you always put off but... do I really want to spend our savings on a reno right now?  I may need that money to buy more pasta down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I sign off... if ever you give food to the Food Bank, DO NOT GIVE KD!!!  They have enough KD to last the next 10 years I am sure.  Give canned fruit and veggies, and coffee, and sugar.  Give lots of sugar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112570291587639388?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112570291587639388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112570291587639388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112570291587639388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112570291587639388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/09/fireworks-front-row-and-center.html' title='Fireworks : front row and center'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112561839777629291</id><published>2005-09-01T17:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T17:59:09.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Us &amp; Them</title><content type='html'>Have you had the pleasure of reading the email that was sent to all managers a few days before the lockout? It contained "picket-line étiquette" to all the people who would be "locked-in" during the lock-out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read it &lt;a href="http://www.blog.ca/main/index.php/lockedoutinwinnipeg/2005/08/30/this_is_offensive_and_it_hurts~152728"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, I'm appalled. What are these people thinking? They act like we are to be punished but punished for what, exactly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For being locked-out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For wanting some job security?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, some managers across the country are not taking this "advice". Because trust me, it's BAD advice. These "picketers" (also known as "employees") are the ones that you will all need to work with once this whole mess gets resolved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us "picketers" will be the ones putting together fabulous shows to win back our viewers and listeners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My advice : Let's just respect each other. We can differ on opinions or on the way things should be done at the Corp. That is pretty much why we are out here at the moment. But don't belittle us, don't chastise us. Don't act like we don't exist. Because trust me, even with managers bringing us food and drink, we are still "not comfortable" out their picketing. It definately isn't making us want to stay out there longer. We are not sitting out there saying "Wow, this is great! More donuts! Gee... I don't ever want to go back to work!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break... We want a quick resolution to this, just like you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shame on you, Fred and Krista, for handing out such bad advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good grief... do I need to call your mothers, too?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112561839777629291?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112561839777629291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112561839777629291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112561839777629291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112561839777629291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/09/us-them_01.html' title='Us &amp; Them'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112546986239729990</id><published>2005-08-30T22:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T00:31:02.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking is good</title><content type='html'>I have two children.  Ages 13 and 7.  I've always taught them that the only way to work out their differences, with anyone, is to talk.  Unless you talk and tell someone what you want, what you don't want, what upsets you, what pleases you... others won't know.  No one can read minds, after all.  If you don't tell someone, it is not their fault if they are not doing what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Dan Oldfield and Stephen Satchel got a call from their mothers.  Let's hear it for moms.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112546986239729990?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112546986239729990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112546986239729990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112546986239729990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112546986239729990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/08/talking-is-good.html' title='Talking is good'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112543235763835451</id><published>2005-08-30T14:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T14:05:57.643-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's Charlie?</title><content type='html'>Does anybody know where "Charlie, the manager" went?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to talk to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a list compiled of songs I would like the words to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe another manager at TBC could do that for me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112543235763835451?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112543235763835451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112543235763835451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112543235763835451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112543235763835451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/08/wheres-charlie.html' title='Where&apos;s Charlie?'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15913873.post-112529819510676860</id><published>2005-08-29T00:48:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T00:49:55.106-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough is enough</title><content type='html'>OK... I'm weighing in with my two-bits. Enough is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or does anyone else feel like the union is just biding its time, waiting for the tide of power to change? I have felt since the beginning that CBC locked us out as soon as possible so that they could seemingly "get this show on the road". (No pun intended) Otherwise the Guild would probably (read : most likely) have waited until closer to hockey to flex its muscles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I kinda think that the Guild is still holding on to this strategy. "Let's just hold out a few weeks until we get closer to hockey, then we'll start talking. CBC will be more desperate by that point."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... could work. Except your members will also be more desperate by that time too. Already I am hearing of colleagues being wooed by other networks and other organizations. How will this play out in the long run?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are getting more and more disillusioned with both sides. We are not the union members of 10 or 15 years ago that just hold the line because that is what we are told to do. And besides the fact that most of us love our jobs and are there because we believe in public broadcasting, it's hard to maintain that pride and dedication when our own management doesn't seem to see these traits as worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CBC keeps insisting they want to start talking again. Guild has defended their absence at the table by saying that CBC is only prepared to talk about THEIR proposal and nothing else, so why bother? CBC has called their bluff by putting out a statement which basically says "Uh, no... let's just talk... about anything. Not limited to just our proposal. Lots left to talk about (40 items to be exact)... let's get this show on the road."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will the Guild say now to appease the masses (5,500 to be exact) on why they are not returning to the table?How do these people sleep at night? Knowing we are all out there. I know I wouldn't be able to do it. I would feel like it was my moral obligation to be trying to put an end to this, ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read some blogs. See what it is like in the trenches. We want in. Not at any cost but we want to get back to work. Your job is to negotiate to get us the best deal. How about you do that? Week 3 is starting and our patience is wearing thin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15913873-112529819510676860?l=picketinthepark.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/feeds/112529819510676860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15913873&amp;postID=112529819510676860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112529819510676860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15913873/posts/default/112529819510676860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://picketinthepark.blogspot.com/2005/08/enough-is-enough.html' title='Enough is enough'/><author><name>Lynne</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08692172411747044887</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://www.punchstock.com/image/imagesource/4794383/large/is558-014.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
