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Born Arthur Charles Farrington (Art Clokey)
October 12, 1921
Detroit, Michigan, U.S.
Died January 8, 2010 (aged 88)
Los Osos, California, U.S.

>> ^volumptuous:

He actually does own American. Don't you remember that his wife owns "a couple of Cadillacs"?
http:/
/www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/election-2012/post/mitt-romney-wife-ann-drives-a-couple-of-cadillacs/2012/02/24/gIQAMBz6XR_blog.html
>> ^EvilDeathBee:
"I like American cars!" Yeah right. I doubt he owns a single american car, and why would he? I certainly wouldn't



How many of those cars parts are made in America?

>> ^volumptuous:

He actually does own American. Don't you remember that his wife owns "a couple of Cadillacs"?
http:/
/www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/election-2012/post/mitt-romney-wife-ann-drives-a-couple-of-cadillacs/2012/02/24/gIQAMBz6XR_blog.html
>> ^EvilDeathBee:
"I like American cars!" Yeah right. I doubt he owns a single american car, and why would he? I certainly wouldn't



Ooooh yeah. Must be an image thing, kinda like saying you're a Christian so you have a remote chance to be nominated. No one that rich would willingly pass up German precision hardware for American crap boxes

He actually does own American. Don't you remember that his wife owns "a couple of Cadillacs"?

http://www.washingtonpost.com/blogs/election-2012/post/mitt-romney-wife-ann-drives-a-couple-of-cadillacs/2012/02/24/gIQAMBz6XR_blog.html

>> ^EvilDeathBee:

"I like American cars!" Yeah right. I doubt he owns a single american car, and why would he? I certainly wouldn't

Here's what wiki has to say about Ford and his high wages -- that he called profit sharing for qualified workers. Started in 1914. By the Great Depression, no more profits, I guess, and therefore no more high wages:

Ford was a pioneer of "welfare capitalism", designed to improve the lot of his workers and especially to reduce the heavy turnover that had many departments hiring 300 men per year to fill 100 slots. Efficiency meant hiring and keeping the best workers.[20]

Ford astonished the world in 1914 by offering a $5 per day wage ($120 today), which more than doubled the rate of most of his workers.[21] A Cleveland, Ohio newspaper editorialized that the announcement "shot like a blinding rocket through the dark clouds of the present industrial depression."[22] The move proved extremely profitable; instead of constant turnover of employees, the best mechanics in Detroit flocked to Ford, bringing their human capital and expertise, raising productivity, and lowering training costs.[23][24] Ford announced his $5-per-day program on January 5, 1914, raising the minimum daily pay from $2.34 to $5 for qualifying workers. It also set a new, reduced workweek, although the details vary in different accounts. Ford and Crowther in 1922 described it as six 8-hour days, giving a 48-hour week,[25] while in 1926 they described it as five 8-hour days, giving a 40-hour week.[26] (Apparently the program started with Saturdays as workdays and sometime later it was changed to a day off.)

Detroit was already a high-wage city, but competitors were forced to raise wages or lose their best workers.[27] Ford's policy proved, however, that paying people more would enable Ford workers to afford the cars they were producing and be good for the economy. Ford explained the policy as profit-sharing rather than wages.[28] It may have been Couzens who convinced Ford to adopt the $5 day.[29]

The profit-sharing was offered to employees who had worked at the company for six months or more, and, importantly, conducted their lives in a manner of which Ford's "Social Department" approved. They frowned on heavy drinking, gambling, and what might today be called "deadbeat dads". The Social Department used 50 investigators, plus support staff, to maintain employee standards; a large percentage of workers were able to qualify for this "profit-sharing."

Ford's incursion into his employees' private lives was highly controversial, and he soon backed off from the most intrusive aspects. By the time he wrote his 1922 memoir, he spoke of the Social Department and of the private conditions for profit-sharing in the past tense, and admitted that "paternalism has no place in industry. Welfare work that consists in prying into employees' private concerns is out of date. Men need counsel and men need help, oftentimes special help; and all this ought to be rendered for decency's sake. But the broad workable plan of investment and participation will do more to solidify industry and strengthen organization than will any social work on the outside. Without changing the principle we have changed the method of payment."[30]

If you went into Detroit and took out the biggest street gang, do you think the other street gangs would behave?

Same thing in Iraq.

Season pass for a senior is only $70 though.>> ^PHJF:

Well it costs $40 or so to get into Cedar Point and since these toys are no doubt made in China... I think the business has no problem absorbing any "loss".

>> ^Sagemind:
Embedding disabled - Dead <IMG class=smiley src="http://cdn.videosift.com/cdm/emoticon/frown.gif">


Thank you! Fixed.

I recently took a trip down to Detroit for a weekend.

And the FIRST Billboard I saw said this:

"OBAMA

supports GAY MARRIAGE and ABORTION!
Do you?

vote republican."

I laughed Waaaaaaaaaaaaay too hard at that.

Saw an interview the Rachel Weisz on The Daily Show a while ago when she was talking about filming this at the time. Apparently they filmed it in Detroit. Which (of course) is a gorgeous magical city. </sarcasm>

related video: http://videosift.com/video/A-Detroit-Firefighters-Point-of-View

Thanks Mint !
>> ^mintbbb:

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Cool! And don't forget to vote for it yourself!

In reply to this comment by toferyu:
I posted the trailer for the documentary in the making here : http://videosift.com/video/BURN-Detroit-firefighters-fighting-
to-save-their-city intense stuff....

I posted the trailer for the documentary in the making here : http://videosift.com/video/BURN-Detroit-firefighters-fighting-to-save-their-city intense stuff....

The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they called "Gitche Gumee."
The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead
when the skies of November turn gloomy.
With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more
than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty,
that good ship and true was a bone to be chewed
when the "Gales of November" came early.

The ship was the pride of the American side
coming back from some mill in Wisconsin.
As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most
with a crew and good captain well seasoned,
concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms
when they left fully loaded for Cleveland.
And later that night when the ship's bell rang,
could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?

The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound
and a wave broke over the railing.
And ev'ry man knew, as the captain did too
'twas the witch of November come stealin'.
The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait
when the Gales of November came slashin'.
When afternoon came it was freezin' rain
in the face of a hurricane west wind.

When suppertime came the old cook came on deck sayin'.
"Fellas, it's too rough t'feed ya."
At seven P.M. a main hatchway caved in; he said,
"Fellas, it's bin good t'know ya!"
The captain wired in he had water comin' in
and the good ship and crew was in peril.
And later that night when 'is lights went outta sight
came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald.

Does any one know where the love of God goes
when the waves turn the minutes to hours?
The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay
if they'd put fifteen more miles behind 'er.
They might have split up or they might have capsized;
they may have broke deep and took water.
And all that remains is the faces and the names
of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings
in the rooms of her ice-water mansion.
Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams;
the islands and bays are for sportsmen.
And farther below Lake Ontario
takes in what Lake Erie can send her,
And the iron boats go as the mariners all know
with the Gales of November remembered.

In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed,
in the "Maritime Sailors' Cathedral."
The church bell chimed 'til it rang twenty-nine times
for each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald.
The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down
of the big lake they call "Gitche Gumee."
"Superior," they said, "never gives up her dead
when the gales of November come early!"