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The Bagel Bakers Local 338 was a trade union local that was established in the early 1900s in New York City and whose craftsmen were the primary makers of New York’s bagels, prepared by hand, until the advent of machine-made bagels in the 1960s led to its end as an independent organization in the 1970s.

A December 1951 labor dispute between Local 338 and the Bagel Bakers Association closed 32 of the city’s bagel bakeries, leading to what The New York Times called a “bagel famine”, with the two remaining bakeries unable to keep up with the 1.2 million weekly demand for the product. As a result of the work stoppage, area delicatessens reported that sales of lox had dropped by as much as 30 to 50%.^[5]

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Local 338 went out on strike in February 1962, leading to an estimated 85% drop in the bagel supply.

Bagel unions? Crazy times.

Duke Criticized Over Sex Toy Study

The Rev. Joe Vetter, the Roman Catholic chaplain at Duke University, is criticizing a study for which female undergraduates were recruited to small parties at which they could see and discuss sex toys, The Raleigh News and Observer reported. The university noted that the study was subject to standard peer review procedures. The research comes at a time when some researchers have advocated education about sex toys as a way to encourage healthier attitudes about sex. Father Vetter isn’t convinced, telling the newspaper: “I’m concerned about promiscuity also…. And to be honest, I don’t have the solution…. My concern is these students are in this developmental phase, and I don’t think it’s a good developmental practice to just tell somebody to just sit around and masturbate. I don’t think that promotes relationships.”

Is it even technically possible to “sit around and masturbate”? It sounds tantric or accidental, depending on your interpretation. Is there something Father Vetter isn’t telling us?…

Also: how many undergraduates are still in the “developmental stage”? Puberty must come late in the Father’s parish. Or he has no idea what he’s talking about. I couldn’t possibly say.