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The U.S. Department of Labor has just sued Google in an attempt to get the Mountain View tech giant to cough up compensation data for an audit of its compliance with federal labor laws.
The Office of Federal Contract Compliance Programs had in September asked Google to submit particular information, according to a news release Jan. 4 from the labor department.
"As a federal contractor, Google must agree to permit the federal government to inspect and copy records and information relevant to its compliance with the equal employment laws," the labor department said.
"Despite many opportunities to produce this information voluntarily, Google has refused to do so. We filed this lawsuit so we can obtain the information we need to complete our evaluation."
Source: Bay Area News Group
https://www.dol.gov/sites/default/files/newsroom/newsreleases/OFCCP20162406_0.pdf
(Score: 3, Interesting) by jelizondo on Friday January 06 2017, @02:23AM
Well, let me tell you a story, I’m sure you’ll get a chuckle out of it. Many years ago I was in charge of a project in Texas and a couple of my people, a boy and a girl, asked me to take them out one Friday night.
I wasn’t and still aren’t very fond of loud music but they had worked hard for several weeks and I agreed. We went to a very large place, a kind of old building, like a plantation house with disco lights and very, very loud music.
On entering I instantly regretted agreeing but I decided I could survive for a couple of hours and then either let them get a taxi back to the hotel or whatever. Amid the noise and confusion I saw that there was a veranda in the second floor and it looked much quieter than the main floor, so I made my way upstairs and decided to get a beer.
Walked to the bar and ordered a beer from a large black male tending the bar. I was speechless when he answered in a high and effeminate voice. I swear to God and cross my heart, I never imagined such a big guy could be gay. For some reason I never thought of gay black people, but there he was.
Then it got worst, another black male walked in almost nude and started dancing on a small stool and then it hit me: I was in a gay bar! I was surrounded by black gay men!
Indeed, that’s what it was. I’m not a prude but I’m straight and it is not my kind of scene, but there I was, a skinny kid (not black) surrounded by gay blacks. I got some education on gay behavior that night, I can tell you.
(Score: 2) by Runaway1956 on Friday January 06 2017, @02:59AM
I think it was Rosecrans Blvd, in Norfolk Va, where I had my first exposure to gay blacks. Someone more familiar with Norfolk may correct my boulevard to avenue or street or something, but it was Rosecrans something or other. My bartender wasn't very big, but he was tatted up, scarred up, and looked like he could take on an entire police department all by himself. Oh, he also had the '70's "big hair" afro, which was already falling out of style. And, he spoke in that stereotype lisp. The bar was open to the street, and cold, so no nude or nearly nude people, but the clientele did manage to shock me even so. ;^)
(Score: 3, Funny) by Ethanol-fueled on Friday January 06 2017, @03:40AM
West Hollywood. Dragged in by my fag-hag girlfriend celebrating her gay best friend's birthday along with his most sensitive and well-dressed male friends, circa-2004. Since it wasn't a strip-club, they couldn't be bare-naked, so a large and muscular Black man got to dance on one of the pedestals wearing nothing but a thinly-wrapped pantyho over his monstrous cock. I didn't think nothing of it, but the way he was gyrating was flapping that monstrous cock (which was even longer and wider than my Tommy Gunn penis extender [amazon.com] all around.
She was fixated on it with both her eyes and mouth gaping wide open. We had to pull her away from gazing at it, and while the chocolate man showed no sexual interest in her, he had to have been flattered on some level at his winning the genetic lottery (from the waist-down, at least).
She invited me to dance but I declined, figuring that weathering the storm of men trying to buy me drinks and rubbernecking at my penis in the bathroom urinals was preferable to being actually poked by an errant boner on the dance-floor. That night, my ass was firmly planted on the bar-stool, my head slumped down...and dudes still offered to buy me drinks.
(Score: 1, Informative) by Anonymous Coward on Friday January 06 2017, @04:31AM
It turns out that not all black people are the same. Who knew?
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Friday January 06 2017, @04:38AM
I wasn't certain. But I think they're talking about Gayniggers, not blacks. Blacks are all the same.
(Score: 2) by jelizondo on Friday January 06 2017, @05:51AM
I hear you brother. I slinked with by back to the wall on the way out…
Not really. Nobody was disrespectful or aggressive, still, I was afraid. Nowadays I laugh about it. Just for kicks I checked and the place still is operating, I don’t know if is still a gay-club or not, but is in the same place and going by the same name, 30-odd years later.
I come from a deeply religious family even when I’m a disbeliever, I was not prepared for being in Sodom and Gomorrah all at once. :-)
(Score: 0) by Anonymous Coward on Friday January 06 2017, @11:52AM
men trying to buy me drinks
...not realizing you are a teetotaler