Unless you happen to be one of the millions who’ve left the workforce, or one of the millions who’ve been forced onto food stamps, or are one of the millions of young people who — having been fooled by Obama’s practiced cadence and sonorous platitudes — voted for the guy twice, only to find he really doesn’t care all that much about you, creating conditions for businesses that make it impossible for them to hire you and train you up, your being a poor investment when the increased cost of healthcare is at stake and when minimum wage laws will drive employers into hiring more experienced people who rely on even menial jobs for sustenance and don’t view them as McJobs to be brushed off and gotten through.

Or if you happen to be a business owner molested by some government bureaucracy, or part of some industry the government’s bureaucratic departments are looking to regulate out of business, or have to compete against public sector unions, or belong to private unions whose bosses sell you out for profit and actually decrease the number of jobs available to the lunch bucket types.

Or if you are a doctor or a nurse whose living will be grossly impacted by the coming ObamaCare full monty.  Or you’re a potential patient of said doctor or nurses.

Also, it doesn’t help if you hold stock in energy industries or food industries frowned upon by the Royal Couple and their leftist court.

— And frankly, even if you have a job — because with debt what it is, and the economy being held afloat by Fed gimmickry, that could be gone in a flash, too.

Meaning, happy labor day to government employees and political types, to the cronies with whom they do business, and to the activist arm of the left that works as a professional mau mauing class.

The rest of you just take the day, stuff a few burgers down your throat, drink a few Pabst, and try to forget about the future for a bit.