I would love to jump in the DeLorean with an iPod and a bag of weed, go back in time and play this for Francis Scott Key.

I still refuse to watch that fucking movie.

Courtesy of Haggerty Museum

From Wikipedia:
In 1925 Randolph organized the Brotherhood of Sleeping Car Porters (BSCP) and was elected president. This was the first serious effort to form a labor institution for employees of the Pullman Company, which was a major employer of African Americans. The railroads had expanded dramatically in the early 20th century, and the jobs offered relatively good employment at a time of widespread racial discrimination. In these early years, however, the company took advantage of the employees. The union helped support The Messenger until 1928, when it needed to use funds for other purposes.

With amendments to the Railway Labor Act in 1934, porters were granted rights under federal law. Membership in the Brotherhood jumped to more than 7,000. After years of bitter struggle, the Pullman Company finally began to negotiate with the Brotherhood in 1935, and agreed to a contract with them in 1937. This gained employees $2,000,000 in pay increases , a shorter workweek, and overtime pay.[5] Randolph maintained the Brotherhood’s affiliation with the American Federation of Labor through the 1955 AFL-CIO merger.[6]

What were you doing when you were 21?

Great to see James with the natural ‘do. Great to see that blond say, “Fuck it” at the 2:25 mark and get black and proud. The brunette (Asian?) to her right definitely went out and got herself some dark meat that night.