What Happened In The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire? Why Is It Called Firing Someone?

The workers killed in police firing in the protests are not alone. The worker who fired the shots was also given a gun with a salary. That means workers were killed in the firing of workers. The dictator's position is juicy and golden. The historic May Day is still being celebrated in Chicago, where workers were killed 125 years ago. On the occasion of this day,

Eminent people appeared with boastful words. Killing workers every day like me is a routine work. All over the world, the ordinary people who die in road accidents are workers! The lucky ones survive. The forced slaves of the rich have been shooting their brothers in the chest for ages to protect the safety of their owners. I agree with the words of singer Mad Hasan. He says the poor kill the poor, the poor are the enemy of the poor. I have analyzed the judgment and seen that his understanding is literally real. There is a chain of command in all institutions including the state.

The problem is faced by ordinary people, ordinary means workers. Fires rarely reach the affluent, as violence continues to the lower echelons. To the people upstairs, labor is the name of a game. Whoever has a gun in his hand and whoever has a bullet in his chest are both workers. They continue the inter-poverty war in the interest of the rich class. The rich are always united in defending their interests. If one of the rich dies or is attacked, the poor worker will suffer again. The main killer of the workers is the selfish poor weapon. Celebrating Labor Day is just a farce. The crocodile tears of the rich before the cocktail party at night are just an appetizer for the preparation of the festival in advance. From Kansat to Banshkhali- has there been a trial? Not at all.

The media has forgotten that they are just a part of the divide and rule. They are also poor companions of the rich, their fate will be the same, two days before and after. Hundreds of crores of such bloody history is weeping from village to village. I sing, I earn in return for my labor, I am also a laborer. There is no unity in our society. The vampire team has a keen eye on the divided group, jumping at every opportunity like a falcon. Today is May Day due to the deaths of eight workers in Chicago, we know their names! I don't know. The nation does not know the names of the seven great heroes! There is no need to know because the procession of these bodies will continue. To me, Eid is the year of love all year round, May Day is the year of all year round. Let us workers cheer for our salty blood ...