Until seven years ago, that plot of land in downtown Toronto where the Gardiner Expressway connects to the Don Valley Parkway was the sweetest-smelling piece of real estate in the city.
There was a soap-making factory there in a building dating back to 1890 and for a long time, the air surrounding the edifice smelled like fresh summer linen, but not anymore.
In 2008, the 160 workers went on a prolonged strike after a change of ownership had them worried their pensions and seniority would change despite being paid a very reasonable $26/hour.
In 2009 the company declared bankruptcy.
I thought of the now-defunct soap factory as the Canadian Union of Postal Workers consider a strike.
In the ’70s and ’80s, the union regularly held us hostage, winning higher salaries, more lucrative benefits and pensions. But in the past two decades e-mail has taken over and snail-mail’s been kicked to the curb.
All I get in my mailbox every day is junk. I suspect most Canadians won’t care if a postal strike comes.
Memo to CUPW: It’s 2016. You’re like those Toronto soap factory workers...