One of the more confusing holidays of the year is before us this morning: Good Friday.
Stock and bond markets are closed in the US, but elsewhere around the world, it’s a different deal since not everyone buys in to the Christian-Judeo view of things. Still, this weekend’s confluence of Easter happening in mid Passover has left folks confused.
On the federal side, the ultimate arbiter is the federal office of personnel management which has their list here. Feds get 10-scheduled and some personal time, if I recall. Comp time, if memory serves, too.
Most of American industry – in order to squeeze out more work has dropped to about six holidays – and in many cases, not even that. Particularly in retail.
The Miami Herald run down over here demonstrates the complexity of navigating today: Federal, state, and county offices are open, unless you are a lawyer, in which case the courts are closed in Miami Dade.
In a way this makes sense; , lawyers needing more forgiveness, perhaps.
But they’re not a forgiving lot themselves; the post office is open today so bills (including ones from lawyers) will be delivered in a timely fashion. Is this a great country, or what?
Around the country, some libraries are closed on Easter, others open.
As far as I know, most of the Big Box stores will be open. Parking meters?: Another hit and miss area. Most will take money, though.
All of which gets me down to Ure’s Holiday Planning Decree. I figure that everyone in the country ought to have at least one three day weekend a month. Two would be nicer.
Part of the growing sense of “us versus them” we have comes from inequality in things like holidays; it’s more than just money. Time off and serious relaxification is way up the list.
Personally, I think we ought to have one three day weekend every month (12 holidays per year) and half a dozen “floaters” for a total of perhaps 18.
This way, if you’re one minority, you might take a day off early in the year, while another might opt to take off Cinco de Mayo. Everyone’s happy. Well, except the quadrilingual teachers who would have to work through all holidays. But welcome to public service in the melting pot.
I’m only partly joking here: At some point, I’m looking for a Hispanic holiday to be added out of political correctness….seriously! (or nearly so) Perhaps Cesar Chavez Day? Just as Dr. King fought against injustice against Blacks, did not Chavez lead and work against injustice toward Hispanics? So how about a holiday?
The Black population of America is 12.6% or 38.9 million. The Hispanic population of America (legal or otherwise) is up around 16.4% and 50.5 million. I’m not sure if that counts the 11-20 million illegals, or not. Where’s the holiday?
The reason such “common sense” as my “six floaters” isn’t here yet is simple: If Cesar Chavez Day appeared, then we’d doubtlessly see a parade of other population subgroups and chaos would ensue. What about a National Taxpayer Day? Hell, that seems only fair, right?
The only reasonable answer, therefore, is six “personal floaters” to solve the mess. I figure it one day for each grandparent (since we’re all of varying pedigree and most have four grandparents, last time I checked, morning science headlines not withstanding) and a few more days for personal use.
Being deeply culturally conflicted, I could celebrate Denmark Constitution Day (June 5th, by the way). Not that I care so much about Cinco de Hangover. It’s just that since tequila is sort of the order of the day there, why not have a day of aquavit/akavit and snaps?
Then (after the upcoming rebellion) I could observe Scottish Independence Day (whatever it turns out to be). I’ll leave it to you to figure out what liquid would be celebrated on that day, although a nice peaty single malt 25-year old ought to be a good clue. (No, that’s not a girl!)
We get onto thin ice on this holiday booze discussion quickly; there’s been so much marketing of holiday alcohol that it has caused a major health problem and one that spills over (so to speak) in ways that can destroy lives.
Yet, when I think about it, Christmas has always been associated with a tawny port in my mind, though some people think Crown or Black Velvet; New Years with champagne, of course.
All of which gets me around to the ponder of the morning: What will all those financial industry people be drinking this weekend? Nothing, I would hope. The excesses in that world have done quite enough damage to the country already and it’s driving too many people to drink.
National Stock Broker (and lawyer) day – which today is, in a sense – might be more wisely timed for October 3rd this year. That’s the Day of Atonement and, methinks, far more fitting for those in finance and law who manage the yoke.
Which gets me to Matthew 21:12 and a note to ponder on the lure of false profits.
I’m open to other thoughts, of course, but the more holidays, the merrier. Besides, since everyone only works at 50% of capacity anyway, we could easily add a dozen more holidays and still hit the same GDP figures. Be a hell of a lot more time off…and we’d need more toys and that would rev up the economy.
See? Doesn’t this make sense? As a bonus: There’d be a lot less fluff on social media – and who’s to say that would be a bad thing? We’d be living the actual instead of living the virtual and that’s the point.
Web Surveillance
Reader Mark out in the Bay area wonders ”What’s wrong with data capturing for corporations? Give me more…”
George,
I don’t get all the fuss about your comment this morning…”the corporate customers of all these analytics (read: spying on your habits) ARE going to slice and dice your thinking based on your social and they will try to sell you things.”
Back before social media, computers and such there was the Nielsen ratings system. These people would send mailers to be filled out or in overnights, call random households on their land line and ask them what their TV viewing habits were that night or during a ratings period. And, people loved it. It was an honor to fill out that log and questionnaire Nielsen gave you.