IWW =/= *International* Workers of the World!! (Trivial, but nowhere else to put it)

The BBQ Pit
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Why, oh why, do people insist on propogating the notion that the venerable IWW was really the Department of Redundancy Department, er, the International Workers of the World?

When I see a reference to the Wobblies, it seems like odds are 3-1 in favor of their being identified in that redundant fashion. Time before last was in the most recent of mystery writer J.A. Jance’s Joanna Brady novels. Latest was here:

Here’s the IWW website, which presumably has it right:

OK, that’s all. I feel better now.

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I say we burn down J.A. Jance’s house and shoot her cats.

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WAYYYY OT, but this reminds me of the following:

Q: How do I join the KKK? (or any other hate group of your choice)
A: Kill three blacks (or whomever…) and a cat.
Q: A CAT !?!? Why do I have to kill a CAT?
A: Congratulations! You’ve been accepted!

note to humor impaired: I’m pitting the haters here, not the hated!

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Cats. The other white meat.