Union Puppets
September 24, 2025
As they have evolved from centers of higher education to indoctrination camps, colleges and universities across North America are facing an existential crisis of their own making. Increasing numbers of would-be students are choosing alternatives, including private trade schools. This is plainly evident here in Ontario, where enrollment numbers are tanking. All that’s been keeping them going are the number of international students, and even that supply is drying up as the junta in charge of the federal government has capped their numbers.
Which brings us to the two-week-old strike of college support staff. The union leading them around by the nose says the problem is underfunding. Gimme, gimme, gimme. A familiar refrain.
And now, that same union wants the ability to prevent any college closures or mergers or reduction of staffing levels. With such an outrageous demand staring them in the face, not surprisingly, the College Employer Council has walked away from the table. A provincial mediator has been appointed, but no talks are scheduled.
At nearby Niagara College, striking workers representing their union stop cars as they enter the parking lot, giving drivers an earful. No doubt, in each case, they’re getting an earful right back. Oh, to be a fly on the window of the car with a notepad and a microphone in hand. But I digress.
What I found particularly interesting here was this placard. Many of the union’s minions walking around the campus were carrying a similar one. The minions who were exceedingly polite with me, I might add, as I stopped to observe and take pictures. Probably because their union told them to be polite. Just like they’d all jump into the lake if their union told them to. Solidarity forever. But again, I digress.
Maybe you wouldn’t have to worry about drivers slowing down if you weren’t standing in the middle of the roadway blocking traffic, I thought. But that’s being too obvious, I guess.
On the surface, there’s nothing wrong with being concerned for your safety. If that indeed was the concern. Yet as I thought about it, I couldn’t help but think back to the darkest days of the war when so many employers, including colleges and universities, egged on by evil governments, mandated poison injections for their employees. Take the shot or lose your job, in other words.
Where were the unions? Nowhere to be found.
Anyone recall protests at places like Niagara College? Picket lines? Demonstrations?
I’ll wait.
In the meantime, tell me again how much unions are doing for their members.
There may have been a time when unions served a vital role. Today, however, the rank-and-file worker has more to fear from his union than his employer. And it’s why I almost felt sorry for the strikers today. Almost.
The workers aren’t on the picket line because of their employer, nor are they there because of their own doing.
They’re on the picket line because of their union.
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