BTW, I've learned that if glen says something, especially a statistic, you must check it, because it's probably not true, and way overblown.
Once again, it pays to check on him. He said Norway pays "50%+ taxes", so I looked it up. Reality check:

Less than forty percent.
And BTW, glen, in that factory, you misrepresented our time off, too. When I left, I was ready to get the next year four paid weeks off. Plus the fact we always had the time between Christmas and New Years off, paid. So that's five week a year. Plus the fact that I had two weeks sick leave a year, which you could use or let build up, and if you built it up past a certain point, anything that went above that was paid out to you.
If you get sick, you don't get paid. If you didn't work between Christmas and New Years, you don't get paid.
And here's where you're being dishonest in your screed too. You don't really like vacation. You've taken a few, but likely less than you would have taken had you worked a Union Job.
To me, the difference is doing something you love. When I went to work at the plant, I had friends who said "how can you stand being cooped up inside all day, I want to work outside!"
Well, reality is, Kansas summers AND winters suck. I conjectured there are probably only 30 days or so in Kansas that it's truly great to be outside. Give me a roof over my head while working any time.
I love to drive. My cousin was an owner-operate when I was younger, and our uncle took him under his wing and taught him, and he drove for a few years, and tried to entice me. I thought I'd get bored after a few months straight, so I didn't, plus I didn't want to give up my job in hand for something that might not pan out.
Plus, I loved working with my hands and making things. I liked being part of building cool things. When we had a rollout, I could go see what I was part of. When there was a problem, I was part of a team with engineers who would go over to the line and trouble-shoot.
My cousin, on the other had, ended up going to work in the factory, too, had a long career, and now is retired living a good life on his union pension.
On another note, I had a buddy in Junior High whose dad was a Teamster trucker. His dad retired at thirty and out (which means you can retire with full union pension at any age if you've completely thirty years with the company) when my pal was in Junior High. His dad then opened a little motorcycle repair shop which allowed him to get my friend a couple of motorcycles and race motocross.
glen, unlike you, I don't either envy or denounce how a working man earns his living. My buddy has a son who is an electrical lineman, a great union job. He climbs polls and towers for a living, something I could NEVER do. After the hurricane, he was down in Houston restoring electricity. He slept a couple of hours a night in a truck. He loves it. I'd hate it.
But we need people that do that. When I was on the road, I always had respect for the truckers that shared the road with me. I almost always found them to be professionals.
But glen's one of those people who likes to look down on others, and consider himself superior. Me, I champion and respect ALL working people, even if they are cleaning a bathroom. Well, because that's what my mom and aunt did. I was taught that all work deserved respect.
So even though glen insults me and those who chose the jobs I did, I don't insult truckers.