by Unknown | 5/31/2008 09:00:00 PM
Welcome to the Sixty-Fifth History Carnival! I'm your host, Jeremy Young, and we're honored to have you here with us.

When last we convened at this location, I showed you how a little history could be used to liven up a Senate committee meeting. Today, however, there are more pressing things on the political docket -- things like, for instance, the upcoming Presidential election. (Disclaimer: I'm an Obama supporter, but I've tried to make the ensuing text as nonpartisan as possible.) As everybody knows, there's a series of debates between the nominees coming up this fall. But while Presidential debates are certainly historic events, history itself isn't often discussed at these venues. At least, it hasn't been in the past. I'm betting that this year, that's going to change...

History Carnival LXV: The First Debate

The Cast (in order of appearance):





Jim Lehrer -- Veteran newsman, author, and debate moderator extraordinaire

Barack Obama -- Democratic Senator from Illinois, spellbinding orator, and guy with "the audacity of hope"

John McCain -- Republican Senator from Illinois, war hero, and "maverick"

Ralph Nader -- Consumer advocate, Green Party nominee, and "dude who generally ruins everything"

The Scene: A debate hall at a major (and unnamed) state university, somewhere in Middle America



Jim Lehrer: Greetings all, and welcome to today's debate. Without further ado, let's get to the opening statements. Gentlemen, you have two minutes apiece. Senator Obama, we flipped a coin last night, and then we got really drunk and woke up in an alley in Chicago, but we think we remember you won the coin toss.

Barack Obama: Thank you, Jim -- and I hope you're feeling better this evening. Now, I'm sure you're all expecting me to talk about the audacity of hope and all that stuff, but I'm going to make a little departure from my stump speech for a moment. See, I've been reading some really interesting things about history, and I think it's really relevant to this campaign.* For instance, I've been reading about John Burrow's A History of Histories in a post by Robert McHenry at Brittanica Blog, Whig History and Whig Biography. Robert has some interesting things to say about the inherent whiggishness of narrative history. If you don't see the relevance of that to the 2008 campaign, read Tom S. at Rustbelt Intellectual, who writes in an appreciation of the late Charles Tilly, Charles Tilly's Flight, that social science should be based on research and data rather than unsubstantiated theory. Social science and data are important parts of a president's job. Also, Larry Ferlazzo has an excellent post on The Best Websites for Teaching and Learning About World History. World history is really important for preparing yourself to lead America in her foreign affairs.

John McCain: If you need any preparation, that is.

Obama: Whatever. Anyway, Rachel Leow at A Historian's Craft has written a great post on The Entwined Perils of Narrowness and Overambition in planning and writing a dissertation. Now you've got to admit that when considering my opponent, narrowness and overambition are some of the first things that come to mind.

Lehrer: Now, now, Senator, play nice.

Obama: Sorry, Jim. Anyway, as I was saying, another relevant historical post is David Kaiser's at History Unfolding on Reason and Emotion. David argues that the Enlightenment ideal of reason has faded in American society in recent years. If I may be permitted an example, when Senator McCain here said "Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb Iran," he wasn't thinking rationally.

Lehrer: Senator! I think we'll declare your time expired if you're going to attack your opponent like that. Senator McCain, your turn.

McCain: Thank you, Jim. I agree with my opponent that history's important, but I think it's Democrats who misread it more often than not. Take Senator Hillary Clinton, for example. Ahistoricality has written a post called Unspeakably Banal in which he berates Clinton for comparing outsourcing to the Holocaust -- on Holocaust Rememberance Day. And Arica Coleman writes at HNN in a post called Hillary Clinton and the Possessive Investment in Whiteness that Clinton's racism has roots in early American feminism.

Obama: John, don't you think it's a bit rude of you to attack a woman when she's not even here to defend herself? That reminds me of an excellent post in Law Matters on Domestic Violence in the Press a Century Ago, which relates some truly shocking incidents that should make any American ashamed.

McCain: Um, Barack, when you were running against Senator Clinton, you attacked her all the time.

Obama: Oh. Right. Nevermind.

Lehrer: (Clears throat) Thank you both very much. For our first question, I'd like to know what each of you plans to do about the Iraq War.

Obama: Jim, I'd like to know why nobody talks about the war in this country any more. It's been nearly forgotten, just like World War I. John Quiggin writes at Crooked Timber that WWI is The Great and Unremembered War. I called Iraq a dumb and rash war before it even started. Why doesn't anybody remember that?

McCain: I'm a war hero. There were plenty of big wars in history, and little ones too. Like the war between Texas and Mexico, for instance. Alex at Military History and Warfare writes in The Texan War of Independence: Musings on the Alamo that there's a great museum at the Alamo with exhibits on that war. The Civil War was an important war too. Did you know that there were Germans who fought at Chancellorsville? Brett Schulte at TOCWOC -- A Civil War Blog has written a review of Chancellorsville and the Germans by Christian B. Keller, and he can tell you all about that. Meanwhile, Mark Grimsley at Civil Warriors has begun a series called Hard Warrior about his first book, The Hard Hand of War. That's about the Civil War too, did you know that? In fact, wars were going on way back in 1686, when a bunch of New England Puritans revolted against the Royal Governor of New York, Edmund Andros. Lori Stokes at The Historic Present chronicles this battle in The Dominion of New England; Or, The Puritan Revolution. Even gender historians have gotten into the war game. Gavin Robinson at Investigations of a Dog reviews one of these books, Joshua Goldstein's War and Gender.

But you know what, Jim? Nobody knows anything about any of these wars, because there's an Academic Jihad Against Military History. At least that's what Mark Safranski at Zenpundit says. So nobody wants to talk about those other wars. They're only interested in the Iraq War. I think that's dumb. Why is Iraq any better than those other wars?

Obama: I read an article about The Kentucky Cave Wars. It's by Dave Tabler of Appalachian History, and it discusses the epic battles in the 1920's between rival cave owners who wanted tourist traffic to go to their caves and not those of others. And I also heard from midtowng at ProgressiveHistorians about Clara Lemlich and the Uprising of the 20,000, an important labor strike in 1909 in the United States.

McCain: You idiot! Those aren't real wars. You don't know anything about real wars because you've never been in the military. You're no better than Senator William Borah of Idaho, an ardent isolationist who supported Hitler! Kevin Murphy at Ghost in the Machine may have given Borah a sympathetic treatment in Great Borah's Ghost! but I know better.

Lehrer: Gentlemen, gentlemen! Next question, please. Senator McCain, what do you think the future holds for America?

McCain: Nothing good. America was once great, and then the Democrats came along and wrecked it all.

Obama: You know what that is? That's a declension narrative. I hate declension narratives, and so do two guys I respect a whole lot: Timothy Burke and Kevin Levin. Burke, who writes at Easily Distracted, objects to declension narratives in In My Day... and Levin, who writes at Civil War Memory, discusses Declension Narratives in Civil War History.

McCain: I bet they're not mavericks like me.

Obama: Whatever, John. As for me, I think the future is going to be defined by digital endeavors. Just listen to the stuff my friends in the history blogosphere have been talking about. For instance, Robert Townsend at AHA Today writes in Celebrating Change: Online Databases and Collegiality in the Discipline that new online source aggregators aid collegiality among historians and other academics. That sounds an awful lot like my unity message. Here's another example: at Old is the New New, Rob MacDougall's writing up a series of "concept courses" that are designed to travel through the blogosphere amd spark other academics to create actual innovative history courses. So far, he's produced three: The Great Game,
The Backwards Survey, and On a Planetary Scale, the last one of which he's actually planning to teach this coming year. Databases are the way of the future, too, and they can be used for some really valuable things. For instance, Jack Lord at History of Africa has found tons of African history in the records of the Old Bailey prison, which are now online.

McCain: I'm an old codger. I don't like this new Internets stuff. I prefer things from a long, long time ago, like Greg Carrier's article at In The Middle on Medieval Disability. Greg gives an excellent overview of that emerging field of historical inquiry. Or have a look at Mary Beard's skeptical post at A Don's Life, The Face of Julius Caesar? Come Off It! Mary questions whether a recently-discovered Roman bust really depicts old Julius or someone else instead. Even older than the Caesar bust is a papyrus depicting Renaissance-style drawings that may or may not be a forgery. Judith Weingarten discusses the fascinating case in detail at Zenobia: Empress of the East in her post The Baker's Daughter and the Artemidorus Papyrus.

More recently, but still a really long time ago, Napoleon cavorted with his Polish mistress. Now Elizabeth Kerri Mahon at Scandalous Women has written a post about her entitled Royal Mistresses: Marie Walewska. The Internet wasn't necessary for digging canals from the St. Lawrence River in the early 1900's; good old maps did just fine, including the one posted by Doug Grant at Brockville History Journal in his post called, appropriately, Map of the St. Lawrence River Canals - 1907. And in fact, databases themselves may not be as new as we think -- or so argues Whitney Trettien at Diapsalmata in her post Narrative, Database and Media History. Whitney's found prototype mechanical databases dating back all the way to the 13th century.

Obama: I'm too young to remember any of that. But I do recall what a terrible guy Richard Nixon was. Rick Perlstein does too, and he's recently written a book about it called Nixonland. At TPMCafe, Rick continues his discussion of Nixon and his relevance to present-day America in Taking the Adversary Seriously: History and Condescension.

McCain: I remember Nixon a lot differently from that. But you know, memory's an interesting topic too. Janice Liedl has a great post up about how Canadians and Americans go about Celebrating Discovery, and how our memories of European explorers four centuries ago are shaped by events today. And Heather Stein at Sybilla Oritur writes about modern remembrance of Queen Victoria in her post Victoria Day/Fete des Patriotes. The study of memory has an interesting history, too. Dave Munger at Cognitive Daily writes about The Origins of the Study of Memory and discusses the contributions of Hermann Ebbinghaus in the 1880's. In other news, my memory's not what it used to be.

Obama: Yeah, I know. You forgot to take your meds today!

McCain: Why, you --

Lehrer: Please, gentlemen, control yourselves! Let's talk about something else.

Ralph Nader: (Appears from behind a post and punches Lehrer in the nose. A shocked Lehrer falls out of his chair, and Nader calmly sits down in it.) Yeah. Let's talk about murder!

McCain and Obama: But --

Nader: Murder's an important topic of conversation, and one not discussed nearly enough in Presidential debates. Maybe that's because they're always excluding me from those debates. Well, no longer! Now I'm here, and I'm going to talk about murder.

McCain and Obama: But --

Nader: Let's start with a fascinating post by L. H. Crawley at The Virtual Dime Museum about The Pulitzer Murder Case. Did you know that the grandson of Brigham Young was convicted of murder? You would have if you'd read this post, or if you'd let me in the debates. Or, apparently, if you'd hung out with a lot of journalists, a surprising number of whom seem to have been the last people to see assassination victims alive. At least that's the provocative argument made by Lisa Pease at Real History Blog in her post Journalists Who Are the Last to See Someone Alive.

Obama: Ralph. You can't do this. Here we were having a nice debate, full of potshots and platitudes, as all debates should be, and here you come charging in bringing up a depressing subject like murder. You need to leave right now.

Nader: Fascist! You're a fascist! All Democrats are fascists! Just like FDR. Alonzo Hamby at POTUS may argue convincingly in FDR Watch: The New Deal and Fascism that FDR wasn't a fascist, but I know better. Shame on you! All right, if you're not interested in murder, let's talk about something more interesting. Are you a Sampson man or a Schley man?

Obama: What?

McCain: No, I know what he's talking about. He's read a really interesting post by Elementary Historyteacher at History is Elementary, Fess Up! Are You a Sampson Man or a Schley Man? It's about a once-heated argument as to which of two men really won a naval battle in the Spanish-American War. I should know; I was in the Navy. Did I mention I'm a war hero?

Obama: You may be a war hero, John, but I'm a religious man. Ed Blum at Religion in American History has written a really interesting juxtaposition of books on Bill Bright and A. Philip Randolph, called New Twentieth-Century Religious Biography. Bet you didn't know that, with all your war-hero-ness.

McCain: Did too!

Obama: Did not!

McCain: Did too!

Obama: Did not!

Nader: (Turns to camera) While they're squabbling over there, I thought I'd introduce you to some of my other interests. Some of them you've probably heard of: I'm a pro-labor kind of guy, for example, so I like strikes of any kind. As such, I was encouraged to read a post by Sayaka Chatani at Frog in a Well -- Korea on School Strikes in Colonial Korea: 1937-1939. Sayaka's unearthed some really interesting details about the incompatibility of Japanese and Korean educational systems during the Japanese occupation of Korea. In the same vein, I really like Ann Little's post at Historiann about "Dr. Colorado" on the 1908 DNC in Denver and Sister Jan on Early Modern Women's Labor History. Ann chronicles a brother-and-sister historian team who work on, respectively, American political history and Canadian women's labor history -- both subjects I'm interested in. And you won't be surprised to learn that I'm no fan of immigration restrictions or of treating immigrants as second-class citizens. So I'm just as outraged as Eric Rauchway at The Edge of the American West by the anti-Chinese-immigrant Supreme Court decision he discusses in his post Supreme Laws are Promissory Notes Redeemable at Debtor's Discretion.

But I've also got some interests you might not expect. For example, I'm very fond of the novels of Henry James, which is why I highly recommend a post by Caleb Crain at Steamboats are Ruining Everything entitled Impediments. Crain provides a nuanced explication of whether James' latent homosexuality is reflected in his novels, particularly Roderick Hudson. I'm also interested in 19th-century Australian cultural history, so I found Melissa Bellanta's post at The Vapour Trail, Brisbane Larrikins, absolutely fascinating. And finally, I wanted to let you know that I'm interested in --

(Lehrer finally gets his footing, and deals Nader such a rapping about the ears that the Green Party candidate falls out of his chair.)

Lehrer: Murder! Australian cultural history! Whaddaya think this is, a History Carnival or something? I've had enough of this. That's a wrap, fellas. Thanks for watching this debate; tune in for another one next month. (Under his breath) If we can get the candidates to behave, that is...

Obama: Did not!

McCain: Did too!

Nader: (Struggling to his feet) Fascists!

(Curtain falls)



Well, that's all for today, folks. If you're a member of today's cast, I'm very, very sorry about all this; otherwise, hope you enjoyed the show, and be sure to check out all the posts the "candidates" recommended!

The next History Carnival will be hosted by Jeremy Young at ProgressiveHistorians. (Looks over shoulder apprehensively) Oh, wait. That's me. How did I get dragged into this again?

Anyway, please submit your recommendations via e-mail or using the new, spiffed-up nomination form. See you all next time -- thanks to all who submitted recommendations!

*A terribly cheap trick, I know, but how else was I supposed to get some of these posts into the "debate" format?

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by Winter Rabbit | 5/30/2008 09:42:00 PM
I like to think Kalyn Free read my diary Responding to a Super Delegate's Request and endorsed Obama over Hillary, see here. Here is why I think she'll lie out of one side of her mouth and do irreversible damage with the other.



Free urges Oklahoma Indians to exercise power

Kalyn Free, the founder and president of the Indigenous Democrat Network, says Oklahoma Indians need to exercise their political clout.

- snip –

But Free, a member of the Choctaw Nation, says Oklahoma tribes aren't doing enough to wield their political power. She also says Democrats aren't reaching out to Indian Country, citing Republican efforts to target Native voters.


There’s a couple things I’d like Kalyn Free to know.



I’m going to fill in what I didn’t say in"Dead Indian Creek" & Cultural Hegemony and tell you who Archie Hoffman is and who the president was that could have made things better for Hoffman and all the Cheyenne he tried to help, necessarily including my first cousin (I spoke of him in this diary).



Racism was clearly present in the land theft surrounding Fort Reno. Perhaps those that still use “Dead Indian Creek” can pretend that land theft stopped in the 1800’s, if they acknowledge it at all. Well,

"They want the land given back to them on a platter," Landow told FRONTLINE when he refused an on-camera interview. "They brought in innocent people like me. They're a bunch of goddamn uneducated Indians."

it didn’t.

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(Article from 2000)

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Fort Reno is a research station that contains a graveyard sacred to the Cheyenne-Arapaho, but is currently under federal control. Senator Don Nickles (R-Oklahoma) currently has language in a pending bill that continues funding for the research station which would prevent transfer of the land back to the Cheyenne-Arapaho Tribe.



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BILL MOYERS:


Charles Surveyor was chairman of the Cheyenne-Arapaho tribes of Oklahoma. In 1883 the federal government confiscated a 9,500-acre parcel of tribal land known as Fort Reno. Today there is speculation there may be oil and gas beneath it.

CHARLES SURVEYOR:


We don't want no $100 million for our land or nothing. We want our land back, what's rightfully ours. That was all we wanted. That's still what we want.




Archie Hoffman was the former tribal secretary, who tried to help in the return of Fort Reno to the Cheyenne-Arapaho Tribes. Here’s what Hoffman told Moyers.




ARCHIE HOFFMAN, Former Tribal Secretary:


We knocked on every Senator's and Congressman's door in Washington, D.C. We went in there asking for help. Nobody said, "We'll help you." How are we going to get somebody's attention, you know?


Here’s where President Clinton came in and what he said.


Then he asked me, "Do you have any important thing to say?" I got to our Fort Reno deal, and I talked and started going to a little history about that. And he asked his secretary, "Do you have anything on that?" She said yes, she had the whole package here and all that. And he said- "Well, we"- I can't quote the right words, but it was something like, "We'll look into it and see what can be done," or something to that effect, right there.


President Clinton said words to the effect of "We'll look into it and see what can be done" after saying, "Do you have any important thing to say?"

Well, nothing was “done” and Franklin Harrison, representative of the Tribal Business Committee of the Cheyenne and Arapaho Tribes of Oklahoma had “something important thing to say.”


RETURN FORT RENO

Mr. President, my people face terrible hardships. Everyday, we confront poverty, hunger and high unemployment. And even more terrible is the high rate of teen suicide. The current tribal land base, consisting of 10,405 non-contiguous acres, is remotely situated and not conducive to economic development. With the tribal population now at over 11,000, we have outgrown this land base. The reclamation and development of the Ft. Reno property presents the Cheyenne-Arapaho Tribes of Oklahoma with a critically important opportunity. It offers us the chance to build economic, political, and cultural stability within our tribes, and even more importantly, it offers us the chance to work together, to rebuild our pride and self-confidence, to establish our independence and to seize our future.

The Cheyenne-Arapaho Tribes have produced a comprehensive conceptual prototype of land use development which offers a creative and economically viable plan for the utilization of the Fort Reno property. This land holds great potential for economic development in the form of businesses which would serve the Native American community and the local non-Native community. Tribal plans for the land also include agricultural development which would provide not only food and employment, but a very real opportunity to work hand in hand with the Department of Agriculture in a way that would be beneficial both to the Agricultural Experimental Station and to the Tribes.

- snip -

Mr. President, it is my duty to inform you that the principles which you outlined in your "MEMORANDUM FOR THE HEADS OF EXECUTIVE DEPARTMENTS AND AGENCIES" of April 29, 1994 concerning "Government-to-Government Relations with Native American Tribal Governments" have been violated every step of the way in the case of the Fort Reno land transfer. The Cheyenne-Arapaho Tribes have made every effort to surmount every bureaucratic requirement with which we have been confronted, only to be continually frustrated in our efforts.


If Clinton had done the right thing, the “chance to build economic, political, and cultural stability” would not have been lost. Allow me to elaborate on the “right thing” before proceeding.

Fort Reno was abandoned on August 18, 1868 under provisions of the 1868 Fort Laramie Treaty.

Once again, treaties must not be "the supreme Law of the Land."

Constitution Background


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ARTICLE VI


This Constitution, and Laws of the United States which shall be made Pursuance thereof; and all Treaties made, or which shall be made, under the Authority of the United Stated, shall be the supreme Law of the Land; and the Judges in every State shall be bound thereby, any Thing in the Constitution or Laws of any State to the Contrary notwithstanding
.






Proceeding, Pewo would most likely not be saying what I quote below from him today, considering they were going to use it to build “cultural stability.” Remember that Fort Reno (now) is a research station that contains a graveyard sacred to the Cheyenne-Arapaho, but is currently under federal control. (info. from 2000).


Here is what Pewo said very recently, for which I hold Clinton morally accountable in the relevant timeline.


Between two worlds

"I don't really have anyone to talk to any more in my language, other than my wife,” Pewo said. "Our language is almost gone. I'm now the oldest one around here. There's nobody I can go see. I get lonely. I cry."



Hillary takes the credit for the goods things Bill did and says, “Life for Americans was better under the Clintons,” she has said. Not for the Cheyenne it wasn’t, and it’s still not.

Since we can thank Bill in the relevant timeline for a “language almost gone,” we can also possibly thank Hillary for that in the relevant timeline. Part of the “cultural stability” sought with having Fort Reno returned would most certainly have been about preserving the language.

My first cousin doesn’t want to learn about his culture or language, including the stories that would be passed down to him orally. Thanks Bill. Thanks Hillary. For nothing.
I can not escape the thought that his life would be better if Fort Reno had been returned.

Let me say it again, I hold Clinton morally accountable in the relevant timeline.


Finally, here is a first hand account from comments of how Hillary lies to Native Americans and evidence of her knowledge and involvement in one vital concern to the Native Americans I’ve communicated with on the internet.

(Emphasis mine)

Here it is!


Carter Camp's personal account:



McCain and the Cross of Coal: GOP Front-Runner Tied to Theft of Navajo Lands

I spent a month in DC trying to get LP's pardon finalized after the White House led us to believe he had a very good chance at being pardoned. On thankgiving I stood in front of the white house all day long fasting for him and the other ndn political prisoners. The last day was hell when we had to phone my brother Leonard and tell him we had failed and Clinton had lied to us all along. To make it worse our main contacts were in Hillary's office so I know for sure she was part and parcel of lying to his supporters and the final decision to deny his pardon. I'll never vote for her or support her or forgive her.




I think she’ll lie out of one side of her mouth and do irreversible damage with the other.

Those are the things I want Kalyn Free to know.

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by Ralph Brauer | 5/30/2008 12:27:00 PM
billclintonsignsglasssteagallrepeal
Photo: Justin Lane, New York Times
Bill Clinton Signs the Gramm-Leach-Bliley Financial Services Act


It used to be that to find the records of a Congressional debate you had to travel to one of the designated regional federal records repositories, and then wander down long, deserted rows of bound volumes until you found the right one. For me, the movies were not far off the mark in their lending an element of suspense to this lonely walk, as if you were entering a dark, unknown alley at night. After lugging the hefty book back to your seat, you then leafed through often dusty pages that gave off the smell of history.

Rather than finding it funereal, I always felt that smell was full of promise, for although the voices in those pages might be long dead, they carried with them the possibility of rebirth. When the past comes alive, it has the power to not only alter the present, but also the future as it shatters the very foundations we stand upon.

The House debate over the repeal of Glass-Steagall has that power. Reading it, you understand the high drama surrounding the issue, why people at the time felt so strongly about it, and why their rhetorical eloquence deserves to be remembered today. By citing some of the most important opposition statements, I hope to give rebirth to those voices, who although in the minority surely rate a place alongside their colleagues in John Kennedy's Profiles in Courage, which tells the story of those whose principled stands were vindicated by history.



THE DEBATE OVER THE REPEAL OF GLASS-STEAGALL

What follows are the words of those who spoke in opposition to the repeal of Glass-Steagall. The complete debate can be found in the online pages of the Congressional Record.
Edward Markey, Mass

No one should vote for this bill. It is a fatally flawed bill. We should be able to deal with this issue simultaneously with letting the big boys get all they need. We should take care of what ordinary people
need for their families as well.

David Obey, Wis

Madam Speaker, this bill is consumer fraud masquerading as financial reform. There is nothing wrong with modernizing financial institutions. It is nice to see that my colleagues are going to try to
set up one-stop shopping services for financial services. But returning 1999 to 1929 is not reform in my book.

Maxine Waters, California

Madam Speaker, I have spent hours on this bill. I served on the conference committee. I am the ranking member of the Subcommittee on Domestic and International Monetary Policy of the Committee on Banking and Financial Services. I have spent hours on this bill, and I am absolutely surprised that the Members of this House can support a bill that would do what this bill is about to do to working people and poor people.

This is a one-man vendetta that took place on the conference committee. We should never have negotiated with them, but the negotiations took place in the back room, not in public.

Carrie Meek, Florida

Madam Speaker, I am sure that those of my colleagues who have come to the floor and applauded this bill have tunnel vision, and their vision is directed toward the large banking institutions. Because their blindness does not let them see to the right and left of them, they do not really see the people that are being affected by this bill most. I am opposed to this bill, that this bill brings in a strong element of discrimination, particularly in fair housing.

Marcy. Kaptur, Ohio

This bill is pro megabank and it is against consumers. And I would say to the people listening tonight, Are you tired of calling banks and getting lost in the automated phone system, never locating a breathing human being? This bill will make it worse.

Are you fed up with rising ATM fees and service fees that now average over $200 a year per account holder? This bill will make it worse.

Are you skeptical about banks that used to be dedicated to safety and soundness and savings but are now switching to pushing stocks and insurance and debt? This bill will make it worse.

Are you tired of the megafinancial conglomerates and mergers that have made your community a branch economy of financial centers located far away, whose officers you never know, who never come to your community? This bill will make it worse.

Maurice Hinchey, NY

We have 1 hour to debate the most comprehensive change in financial services legislation in the Nation in the last 65 years. This is one of the most important bills to come before this Congress in decades, and we are going to spend 1 hour this evening debating here on the floor of the House of Representatives.

And that 1 hour is divided thusly: two-thirds of that hour go to the people who are for the bill; only one-third of the hour goes to the people who are opposed to it. That is wholly consistent with the objectivity and fairness contained within the bill itself.

This is a farce, it is a mistake, it is a day that we will rue. We are constructing here an apparatus that will come back and bite us severely.

THE FINAL TALLY

The final vote was 339 for, 79 against, and 20 not voting. The "nays" include names well-known today: Dennis Kucinich, John Dingell, Nancy Pelosi, and John Lewis. Kucinich spoke only briefly to enter an article against the bill into the record. Dingell, Pelosi and Lewis did not speak.

Current Presidential candidates who voted "yea" are John Edwards and Joe Biden. As the top Democrat on the Senate Banking Committee, Chris Dodd did not vote on the bill, but you can see him in the signing picture above. The article Kucinich entered into the record particularly singled out Dodd's campaign contributors.

Two significant observations need to be made about the debate. First, it is noteworthy that women and people of color were among the strongest speakers in opposition. A major theme in the book The Strange Death of Liberal America is how women and people of color raised objections when Liberal America's belief in the level playing field came under fire from both parties.

Second, as one commenter has noted, there were enough votes to override a veto. But we need to remember that party members usually support their President. Had Clinton opposed the bill and threatened to veto it, the outcome might have been different. But "what-ifs" don't matter. Moral courage does. As Gandhi said:
In human society, all violence can be traced back to these seven recurrent blunders: wealth without work, pleasure without conscience, knowledge without character, commerce without morality, science without humanity, worship without sacrifice, and politics without principles.

The final paragraph of the article by Robert Scheer that Dennis Kucinich entered into the record reads:
The leading presidential candidates in both parties--Democrats Al Gore and Bill Bradley and Republican George W. Bush--all have obtained massive contributions from the financial industry. This issue is the best litmus test of whether any of them can muster the gumption to bite the hand that feeds them. If they can't, when it comes to the most decisive consumer issues, it doesn't really matter which one becomes president.

When Scheer wrote his article, no one could have predicted 9/11 and the Iraq War, yet reading his words as we find ourselves in the third Presidential contest since he wrote them and Representative Hinchey's warning echoes through our current financial crisis, somehow Scheer's point seems even more relevant now than then. Maybe it's because of that one phrase:
This issue is the best litmus test of whether any of them can muster the gumption to bite the hand that feeds them.

We are still waiting for an answer.

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by Unknown | 5/28/2008 02:03:00 PM
Stuff to read: Rachel Leow on narrowness in academia; Douglas J. Amy on why government is good (recommended from that site: his argument on Justice and Equality).

Stuff to watch: Rick Shenkman on how stupid Americans are -- the topic of his new book, Just How Stupid Are We?, which will be incredibly ironic if it becomes a best-seller:



What's on your mind?

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by AndrewMc | 5/28/2008 11:04:00 AM
I'm supposed to be writing a couple of book reviews, but what better way to procrastinate?

I've always been a bit of a troublemaker when it comes to university administrators. Even in grad school I gave my DGS headaches by writing "white papers" criticizing departmental policies. In my current job I've served in a number of leadership roles, and my motto has always been "support them when they're right, go after them with both barrels when they're wrong."

So it was with no small sense of annoyance that I greeted a university mandate to incorporate modern, real-world links into various classes at the university. That one of the courses affected was my first-half US history survey was even more bothersome. I wasn't looking forward to having students do BSish assignments in order to bring me into compliance with the latest Ed-School trend. In my survey students are just getting the grasp of some basic concepts before they move on to upper-level classes.




Still, I had to have a go at it. This past semester we were reading Ed Countryman's How Did American Slavery Begin?, which contains a number of very good essays on slavery and its origins in Africa and the Americas, as well as Rorabaugh's Alcoholic Republic and Horowitz', Attitudes Towards Sex in Antebellum America. Countryman's work struck me as the better of the pieces for the assignment, so I asked a pretty simple question:

Compare and contrast the rise of slavery in the Americas, with the description of modern-day slavery [in several newspapers, blogs, and other online pieces I gave them].


This was a pretty straightforward assignment that would achieve a number of objectives for me. First, at three to five pages it gave them some room to construct a simple argument within a historical problem. Second, it got them thinking about a problem not many of them consider: how and why did slavery start here in the Americas. Finally, it was the first paper of the semester, which would give me an opportunity to "feel them out" as it were.

Most of the papers came back with the standard undergraduate good and bad points. However out of 35 students at least a dozen remarked that they had no idea that slavery continued to this day, even in the United States. Several of the pieces I assigned them described migrant workers forced into slavery, either in textile factories or in agricultural work.

So, there was one small victory. The other came after the semester was over. One of my better students came up to me and said that she had shown her paper to her mother, who read it. Neither knew that slavery continued to this day.

Astonishingly, both mother and daughter decided to join an international anti-slavery group and work specifically to end the enslavement of women in the sex trades worldwide.

I take no credit for this. In fact, this was an assignment forced on a reluctant instructor. I'm still not completely convinced, actually, of the efficacy of our "Quality Enhancement Plan" that foists blanket requirements on multiple disciplines without regard for the variety of those disciplines.

However, my students did remind me that there are many ways for progressives to use problems in history to understand the problems of the present, and that a good understanding of past abuses can lead people to correct modern abuses. In reminding me of this my students, perhaps more than I, scored the biggest victory.

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by Gordon Taylor | 5/26/2008 10:34:00 PM

On things asleep, no balm

~T. Roethke

Residents of even the tiniest, most insignificant places can love the relics of their past. And when they speak out to defend them, people of good will should take notice.

Readers who know about Turkish affairs will assume that I'm referring to the town of Hasankeyf [discussed here, here, here, and here.], the latest in a series of historical treasures that Turkey's Dam Builders seem determined to inundate. But in fact I'm talking about Cukurca (chew-koor-ja), a town in southeast Turkey situated on the Greater Zab River, with the Iraqi border immediately to the south. Its name in Turkish means a "hollow" in the mountains, a good label for its position among the close-packed border ranges. Before being Turkified, Cukurca's name was Chal (rhyming with doll), and until the 20th century, when the Turks began extending their power into central Kurdistan, it was ruled by a Kurdish Agha. Like so many rulers in this region, however, the Agha of Chal held sway over more than just one ethnic group. While Kurds have always held a large majority within the geographical abstraction known as Kurdistan, there were, until the 20th century, substantial numbers of Jews and Christians to add to the mix. Of this Chal was an excellent example.

In The Cradle of Mankind (1914, 1922), the Anglican missionary W.A. Wigram noted that the Agha of Chal, "an old man", was the Ottoman Mudir (supervisor) of his district, which was part of a larger trans-riverine region known as Berwar. But the Ottoman government no more ruled these mountains than did the Agha: both were shepherds over a flock of cats. Wigram writes:

[The Agha] is also a Sufi by religious profession; and both of these circumstances should make for respectability; for the Mudir is put there to keep order, being lowest on the scale of local governors, and Sufis are usually supposed to be quiet mystics. Many of them are so in fact, and most interesting religious philosophers to talk with; but this man is noted for being on the whole the most crafty murderer in the country-side. It is of course something to rise to eminence in a profession so crowded as that peculiar one is locally; but perhaps that is not the most remarkable thing about this particular Agha. He is the only man of the writer's acquaintance who keeps a really large herd of domestic Jews. Chal village is largely populated by men of that race; and they are to all intents and purposes the serfs of the Agha--his tame money-spinners. The writer was even offered full rights in one of them for the sum of five pounds.
Such was the position of these mountain Jews. They were rayah, or "subjects", in local parlance, rather than ashiret (independent tribesmen). Though cribbed and confined, at least they enjoyed a settled feudal position under a lord who (in theory at least) would go after anyone who troubled them. "There are other chiefs who keep 'tame Jews' in this fashion," Wigram wrote, "though not on the same scale as does the wise man of Chal." Wigram, in observing this, reminds the reader that at one time all the Jews of England were the personal property of the King. Indeed, before the Exodus to Israel (after 1948), Jews could be found in all the towns of Kurdistan. There they plied the same trades associated with them in the Christian West: bankers, accountants, money-lenders, shopkeepers, workers in metal, jewelery, and other crafts. When they lived in villages, Jews lived essentially the same life--subsistence farming, stock breeding--as Christian and Kurdish rayahs. In 1850, near the mountain town of Bashkale, south of Lake Van, the archaeologist and explorer Austen Henry Layard came upon a tribe of Kurdish nomads whose clothing and adornments seemed slightly different from others he had met. Then he realized his mistake: these were not Kurds at all but Jews, living in the same black tents that their ancestors had carried with them in the Sinai. This was, as far as I know, the last documented encounter with Jewish nomadism in modern history.

Kurdish Jews spoke Syriac, or neo-Aramaic, a modern version of the same language spoken in Palestine and across the Near East in the time of Jesus. This same Syriac was also--and still is--the language of Kurdistan's Christian population, those "Nestorian" or "Assyrian" Christians which first the American Asahel Grant (1835) and later the English cleric W.A. Wigram went to contact. The Nestorians (Nasturi) were ashiret, the only independent Christian tribesmen in Kurdistan, and they dominated the ranges and narrow gorges to the north of Chal. These people were Christian; but in this context, do not think of St. Francis of Assisi: think rather of Vito Corleone.

The societal patterns of the Kurds were mirrored by those of the mountain Nestorians. An English-speaking reader coming from a middle-class and (at least culturally) Christian background, one habitually biased toward the underdog, might tend to assume that the Nestorians were somehow "nicer" than the Kurds. This--at least at first--was the assumption of the missionaries. It is, however, a dubious proposition. "Blood for blood" was the code by which the mountain Nestorians lived, a code no different from that of [the Kurds]. Frederick Coan, D.D., an American missionary in [Kurdistan] during the last decades of the nineteenth century, loses no love on behalf of the Kurds, and yet in his memoirs (Yesterdays in Persia and Kurdistan, 1939) he gives ample evidence of both sides' willingness to engage in robbery, murder, and subterfuge. His missionary father, Rev. George Coan, wrote in 1851: "The Nestorians are continually embroiled in quarrels. My very soul was made sick by their endless strifes." Close examination of other travelers' stories reveals that they were often just as wary of the Christians as they were of the Kurds. [In fact,] the Muslims of surrounding areas were petrified by the thought of entering their domains. Asheetha, the district where Asahel Grant built his home, was notorious for its plunderers and thieves. W.A. Wigram relates that one tradition among the mountain Nestorians involved raiding Jewish villages every year on Good Friday, in retribution for the death of Our Lord. This he relates as evidence of the mountaineers' boyish energy and high spirits. The reaction of the Jews he does not record. [F&T]
Today the Christians are gone, along with the names of their tribes and villages. Only on the Iraqi side of the border do Assyrian villages remain, and many of these have been abandoned due to shelling by the Turkish Army. The same applies to Kurdish villages as well. Faced by random bombardment, for local people the practice of animal husbandry has become next to impossible. In places where Turkish planes have bombed, villagers report hundreds of goats dead, not from the blasts themselves but from something that appears to have poisoned the grass. Goats' milk, a major part of the mountaineers' diet, now makes them ill. Recently a delegation from the Red Cross came to the mountains to take samples from the dead animals. So far no verdict has been issued. Said one Kurd villager in Iraq, "The Turks have done far more to us than Saddam ever did."

On the Turkish side of the border, things are no better. Villages have been forcibly evacuated by the army to deny help to the PKK guerrillas, a policy that has driven Kurds to the larger cities and towns, where they have little chance of employment and lots of time to demonstrate against a government they detest. In Cukurca, a sub-province (ilce) of Hakkari, the population declined drastically during the 1990s, and it remains low today. Indeed, there is little reason to stay. What was once a sleepy backwater has become an artillery base, where Turkish guns fire across the border at "suspected PKK positions" and make life unpleasant for the inhabitants.

This has taken a toll not only on the residents of Cukurca, but on the main thing that makes their town unique: the ancient buildings and stone houses on the citadel rock in the heart of the village. Look again at the photograph which leads this post. Now look at this drawing:

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This was done by Edgar T.A. Wigram, brother of W.A., probably around the year 1910, when the two men were part of the Archbishop of Canterbury's Mission to the Assyrians of Kurdistan. It clearly shows the same citadel rock and the same houses as those in the modern color photo.

And remarkable houses they are. They range between two and four stories in height, and the quality of their stone work far surpasses that of houses usually put up in the mountains. The stone houses of Chal have endured for centuries--some sources say for 1500 years. Not so the peasant houses of Kurdistan, which usually consist of a rectangular excavation in the earth (for earth-sheltered weatherproofing), walls of rough stone stuck together with mud, and a flat roof of poplar logs and branches, plastered over with mud. In earthquakes these dwellings are death-traps. The stone houses of Cukurca, however, live on, their corners sharp and well-laid, their joints secured with lime mortar. Nearby is a large cistern, built to supply the citadel. It's not known who built them (the Emir Saban Medrese, a Muslim madrasa in the town, dates from Ottoman times), but if Chal village was "largely populated" by Jews it's a reasonable assumption that they not only lived in the stone houses but had a hand in their construction.

What time and earthquakes could not do, however, the Turkish Army is completing with its artillery. Their explosive shells may land miles away, but the shock waves from the guns begin in Cukurca. I have never heard a large cannon. Sources tell us that during the Great War their noise carried far from the Western Front and could easily be heard across the Channel in southern England. The thought of multiple batteries surrounding my neighborhood, hammering at the sky throughout the day, fills me with horror. So it has been in Cukurca. Now cracked and increasingly fragile, the houses have been forcibly evacuated by government authorities. But to the anger of residents, nothing is being done to preserve them.

"These houses shine a light into history," says Ziro Koc (pron. coach), a longtime resident. "Their destruction is something that cannot be accepted." Ziro Bey is afraid that one more military operation will cause major damage, and he like others in the town urges the government to embark on an emergency effort to preserve them. These structures, after all, cling to the sides of a very steep slope. Meanwhile, there is little or no employment in the town. Its reason for existence, the surrounding villages and their produce, have evaporated. "Cukurca," says another resident, Faruk Aksac, "is the possessor of many historical and beautiful things. But all this beauty has fallen under the shadow of war." Like so much else, the stone houses of Cukurca appear to be going downhill fast.

[Cross-posted at The Pasha and the Gypsy]

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by midtowng | 5/26/2008 08:53:00 PM
On November 22, 1909, thousands of New York shirtwaist textile workers met at the Cooper Union building to meet with the International Ladies Garment Workers Union’s Local 25 leaders to discuss working conditions and wages. Like most organizations in those days, the ILGWU was led by men.





For two hours, speaker after speaker gave indecisive speeches warning about the dangers of striking. After the guest speaker, A.F.L.-leader Samuel Gompers, finished speaking, another man rose to speak.
At that point a 19-year old girl named Clara Lemlich who was sitting in the crowd stood up and began walking towards the podium while shouting “I want to say a few words!”
Once she got to the podium, she continued, “I have no further patience for talk as I am one of those who feels and suffers from the things pictured. I move that we go on a general strike...now!” The audience rose to their feet and cheered, then voted for a strike.



Clara Lemlich had been born in the Ukraine. As a child she had learned Russian over the objections of her parents. She wrote letters for her illiterate neighbors to raise money for her books. One of those neighbors introduced her to revolutionary literature and she became a committed socialist for her entire life.
Her family fled to America during a pogrom in 1903.

Like many poor, female immigrants in those days, Clara began working in the textile mills shortly after arriving. To say that working conditions in the industry were abominable is an understatement.



Workers were docked for arriving a few minutes late, talking, missing Sunday shifts, or taking too long in the rest room. The normal 56-hour week might stretch to 70 hours without overtime pay. The pay was below poverty rates, and work during the slack season was assigned preferentially. Workers had to pay for their own sewing needles. Some had to rent the chairs they sat on and pay for the electricity of their sewing machines.
Safety was an afterthought. Flammable material was everywhere, and exit doors were often locked so that the workers could be searched on the way out. Children were worked in violation of child labor laws.

The Uprising of the 20,000

Clara joined the ILGWU shortly after arriving in New York, and was soon elected to the executive board. The ILGWU leadership was mostly male and tended to be conservative, thus the union membership stagnated. The common perception of the times was that poor, immigrant women were impossible to organize.
Clara, on the other hand, was outspoken and didn't hesitate to lead several small strikes. By the November 1909 meeting she had already been arrested 17 times, and just a few weeks earlier had several ribs broken by police batons. She was fearless, dedicated and charming.



After the strike vote was taken, Clara led the crowd in a traditional Yiddish oath: "If I turn traitor to the cause I now pledge, may this hand wither from the arm I now raise." Approximately 20,000 out of the 32,000 workers in the shirtwaist trade in The City walked out over the next two days.

"We cannot understand why so many people can be swayed to join in a strike that has no merit. Our employès were perfectly satisfied, and they made no demands. It is a foolish, hysterical strike."
- manufacturer quoted in New York Times, November 25, 1909



The chauvinistic press didn't take the strikers seriously at first. Neither did the industry or the public. What's more, the ILGWU started the strike with all of $10 in its strike fund.
But the sheer determination and enthusiasm of the strikers began to turn the tide. Their slogan was,"We'd rather starve quick than starve slow."



The 20 largest sweatshop owners, sensing the threat, organized as well. They hired scabs, police, thugs, and prostitutes to break up the picket lines and union meetings. Picketers, some as young as 10, were arrested for trivial, and sometimes imaginary, offenses. Thugs sometimes beat the women while police turned the other way. Fathers and husbands of the strikers implored them not to go to the picket lines for fear of their safety.
Despite all this the strike continued.

“You are striking against God and Nature, whose law is that man shall earn his bread by the sweat of his brow. You are on strike against God!”
- one judge sentencing a striker

The strikers soon found a natural allie - suffragists. A group of wealthy women, led by Frances Perkins, Ann Morgan and Alva Vanderbilt Belmont aided the strikers by posting their bail, monetary aid, and even walking the picket lines with them.

“We will move our plants to Philadelphia. It is just as good a site and we can work there just as well.”
- manufacturer quoted in press



The strike gained momentum. 15,000 shirtwaist workers in Philadelphia also went on strike. Even the scabs at the Triangle Shirtwaist factory who were hired to replace the strikers walked out. The media and public were becoming sympathetic to the strikers.
A month into the strike, most of the small and mid-sized factories settled with the strikers, who then returned to work. The large factories, which were the holdouts, knew they had lost the war of public opinion and were finally ready to negotiate. They agreed to higher pay and shorter hours but refused even to discuss a closed shop (where factories would hire only union members and treat union and nonunion workers equally in hiring and pay decisions).
In February 1910 the strike was ended. The strikers were rehired and most of their demands were met. The ILGWU members, which numbers only a few hundred before the strike, now numbered 20,000. However, there was one company that refused to sign the contract - the Triangle Shirtwaist Company.

The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire

On March 25, 1911, a fire began on the 8th floor of the factory. Workers on the 8th and 10th floors were alerted to the danger and most were able to evacuate in time. The workers on the 9th floor weren't so lucky.
The floor only had two exits. One of the exits was filled with smoke and fire by the time the workers realized the danger. The other exit was locked by their employer. The elevators had stopped working after panicked workers jumped down the elevator shaft trying to land on the roof of the elevator.



The firemen were helpless, as their ladders couldn't reach past the 6th floor.
62 women died when realizing they couldn't escape, jumped out the windows to their deaths. The rest waited until smoke and fire overcame them. Only one jumper who leaped down the elevator shaft survived.
141 workers died at the scene. 7 died later of injuries sustained. It was the worst office place disaster in American history until 9/11.



Clara by this time had been blacklisted out of the industry for her union activities. She went to the armory where the bodies of the workers had been taken in order to find a missing cousin. A newspaper reporter said she broke down into hysterical laughter when she couldn't find her.

The company owners, Max Blanck and Isaac Harris, had managed to survive the fire despite being on the roof when it began. They were put on trial, but the jury found them innocent because the defense couldn't prove that they knew the exit door was locked.

350,000 people participated in the funeral march a few days later. At the memorial meeting, Rose Schneiderman gave a speech that has meaning even today.


I would be a traitor to these poor burned bodies if I came here to talk good fellowship. We have tried you good people of the public and we have found you wanting. The old Inquisition had its rack and its thumbscrews and its instruments of torture with iron teeth. We know what these things are today; the iron teeth are our necessities, the thumbscrews are the high-powered and swift machinery close to which we must work, and the rack is here in the firetrap structures that will destroy us the minute they catch on fire.

This is not the first time girls have been burned alive in the city. Every week I must learn of the untimely death of one of my sister workers. Every year thousands of us are maimed. The life of men and women is so cheap and property is so sacred. There are so many of us for one job it matters little if 146 of us are burned to death.

We have tried you citizens; we are trying you now, and you have a couple of dollars for the sorrowing mothers, brothers and sisters by way of a charity gift. But every time the workers come out in the only way they know to protest against conditions which are unbearable the strong hand of the law is allowed to press down heavily upon us.

Public officials have only words of warning to us – warning that we must be intensely peaceable, and they have the workhouse just back of all their warnings. The strong hand of the law beats us back, when we rise, into the conditions that make life unbearable.

I can't talk fellowship to you who are gathered here. Too much blood has been spilled. I know from my experience it is up to the working people to save themselves. The only way they can save themselves is by a strong working-class movement.
As for Clara, she left the ILGWU because of disgust with its conservative leadership and her inability to work in the industry. She joined the women's suffrage movement. However, her working class roots conflicted with the upper class movement and she was fired less than a year later.
Eventually she got married, had children, and became a housewife and consumer advocate, but she never drifted far from the union movement. She led eviction protests and organized relief for working strikers. To her dying day she was an unapologetic communist.
At the end of her life she entered the Jewish Home for the Aged in Los Angeles. While there she organized the orderlies into a union and prodded the management to join the United Farm Worker's boycott of grapes.
Clara Lemlich passed away on July 12, 1982.

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by Valtin | 5/26/2008 03:47:00 PM
The following represent some preliminary thoughts I have had on the question often asked, does torture work?

It depends what you are trying to accomplish with it.

Does it yield reliable information? No.

Does it ever give anything other than desperate fictions from the tortured? Yes

Alfred McCoy explains how torture used on the individual is unreliable, yet perpetrated upon thousands it can supply a small amount of real information. (In my work with torture victims, I certainly have personal knowledge of individuals who have broken under torture and revealed information or given up names to their captors.) But the latter technique is very expensive, especially from a moral/political point of view. It turns the population against you, and degrades the country that uses it. The use of torture always blows back into the society that uses it.

Historian Alfred McCoy explains how torture used on the individual is unreliable, yet perpetrated upon thousands it can supply a small amount of real information. (In my work with torture victims, I certainly have personal knowledge of individuals who have broken under torture and revealed information or given up names to their captors.) But the latter technique is very expensive, especially from a moral/political point of view. It turns the population against you, and degrades the country that uses it. The use of torture always blows back into the society that uses it.

Torture is effective -- short-term only -- in terrorizing a society, as a form of mass societal terror and repression. This is why the U.S. uses it... make no mistake. But long-term... as pointed out just above, it turns the victims and their families against you. You can, as in Algeria, win the battle of Algiers, so to speak, and still lose the entire war and be driven out of the country, as happened to the French.

I don't like the "torture is ineffective" argument, personally. I find it is a utilitarian argument, not a moral argument. The truth is more nuanced than a simple yes or no, so susceptible to the passions of the moment (as after 9/11). Would torture be okay if it did reliably produce good intelligence? This is really the internal logic of the "ticking bomb" scenario writ large.

Would we allow cannibalism if we found it could help feed the poor and hungry around the world? We could just allow cannibalism upon the very old and the terminally ill. Why is this unacceptable to us?

Would slavery be tolerable if it produced an efficient economic system? (The latter was truly argued for some time in U.S. historical circles. See this link.)

If we argue the merits of torture upon utilitarian lines, we end up in endless debates while those being tortured continue to suffer an unending hell, while the powerful parties of the imperial land contend over whether or not their suffering is palatable enough for them.

We must end torture now. Not because it doesn't work, and not because it may, someday, backfire upon the society that conducts it. Torture must end because in the collective consciousness of humanity it is seen as evil, as destructive of common human bonds, a universal anti-moralism that eats into the very core of spirit and soul, and antithetical to the communalistic ethos of men and women striving together to survive in the world.

It must become part of a categorical imperative beyond the vicissitudes of socioeconomic or national struggle. It is anathema. It is like murder, the murder of mankind.

Also posted at Invictus

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by Unknown | 5/25/2008 05:24:00 PM
Blum, Edward J. W. E. B. Du Bois: American Prophet. Philadelphia: University of Pennsylvania Press, 2007. 273p. $28.76.

Most historians consider the African-American scholar and activist W. E. B. Du Bois to have been an atheist. The evidence for this conclusion is formidable. During college, Du Bois left the Congregational faith of his youth; he was almost fired from Wilberforce University for refusing to lead students and faculty in prayer; he railed constantly against organized white Christianity in America, which he saw as merely an excuse for hideous racial inequality; in old age, he joined the Communist Party, an organization overtly opposed to religious belief of any kind. Faced with such facts, most historians of Du Bois have been content to reach the obvious conclusion: Du Bois was not a religious man.

Ed Blum has a different opinion, and he explains it eloquently in his new book, W. E. B. Du Bois: American Prophet. (Note: When not penning volumes about Du Bois, Blum blogs at Religion in American History.) According to Blum, "Du Bois's life was one full of religious wonder, questioning, and wrestling." Du Bois "was an astute religious theorist who was well ahead of his time. That scholars have failed to address or advance his thoughts on religion" -- here he takes particular aim at David Levering Lewis, whose two-volume biography of Du Bois sports twin Pulitzer Prizes -- "not only warps historical understandings of him but also hinders contemporary society from grasping and applying the many religious lessons Du Bois taught."



Having criticized Lewis and other biographers for neglecting Du Bois's religiosity, Blum sets out to rectify their mistake via a close textual analysis of Du Bois's own writings. He begins with an examination of Du Bois's three autobiographies. "Religious ideas shaped Du Bois's autobiographical works and stood as constitutive elements of his shifting sense and presentation of self," writes Blum. Here Blum does something I really like: he links Du Bois's portrayals of his life journey with the theories of Joseph Campbell, an anthropologist and student of myth who is generally undervalued by today's academics. Unlike many of his fellow historians, Blum treats Campbell's ideas with the respect they deserve, especially his notion of the "monomyth" -- "an all-encompassing meta-narrative at the heart of mythologies that revealed the deep recesses of the human spirit and of cosmic desires." Blum shows that Du Bois's various constructions of self take on the form of the monomythic hero journey; since this journey is generally considered a sacred and religious one, he points out astutely, Du Bois is presenting himself as a religious, Christ-like figure, a "hero with a black face."

This is a smart and subtle bit of analysis, and Blum follows it up with a similar, though more obvious, argument in his next chapter, which covers Du Bois's most famous work, The Souls of Black Folk. Perhaps it's not difficult to imagine that a book with the word "souls" in its title might have some religious significance, but you'd never know it from the previous books written on Du Bois. Blum bravely picks up this torch where others have dropped it, and delivers a full exposition of Du Bois's thoughts on the role of religion and spirituality in public and private life. He conducts a similar analysis regarding Du Bois's historical and sociological works, and another on Du Bois's narratives of black Christ figures (there are more of these than you might think). Finally, Blum tackles the thorniest part of his project: Du Bois's views on religion after his late-life conversion to Communism. Surprisingly, this is where Blum shines most. For Du Bois, the creed of Communism was no more confining than was his lifelong spirituality. According to Blum, the Communist Du Bois maintained a fierce friendship with minister William Howard Melish; he "praised the influence of sacred music in his soul;" he "appeared intent on protecting the image of himself as a spiritual being." This reader, at least, was impressed by Blum's defense of Du Bois on the grounds that he totally rejected all types of orthodoxy of belief, whether organized Christianity or organized Communism.

So what exactly does Du Bois have to tell us about religion and spirituality? Without giving away all the book's juicy bits, here's a teaser from Blum himself: "[Du Bois] had raged against the association of whiteness and godliness; he had connected women and men of color with the divine; he had pushed for peace, disarmament, and universal fraternity; he had claimed ownership of nothing ut a soul, which for him meant everything; he had approached oppression and resistance as spiritual issues; and he had investigated the tangled relationships among religion, society, culture, literature, economics, and racial categories." It's no secret that Du Bois was a thinker ahead of his time, but Blum shows convincingly that his religious thought in particular has never been more relevant than today. Du Bois's respect for individual religious choice, his defense of race-based liberation theology, and his understanding of the complex location of religion in the modern world are all crucial insights we would do well to learn from.

I'm generally impressed with Blum's book and with the depth and insightfulness of his analysis. Nevertheless, Blum makes a couple of choices that limit his volume's scope and power. Chief among these is the uneven and fragmentary context in which he places Du Bois's writings. For a volume purportedly about Du Bois's religious contributions, American Prophet spends an inordinate amount of time examining its subject's responses to key African-American issues and very little about his relationships with other contemporary schools of religious thought. We learn all about how Du Bois felt about "Judge Lynch," but nothing about his views of Shailer Mathews, Walter Rauschenbusch, Washington Gladden, William Bell Riley, Billy Sunday, or Robert Ingersoll. The implication here is that Du Bois was writing chiefly or even exclusively for a black audience, which may be true but is not explicitly stated in the volume. Even if this were the case, as a learned academic, Du Bois would surely have been aware of the writings of Mathews, who headed the University of Chicago Divinity School and believed that the afterlife could only be achieved through a Darwinian "evolution of personality." (Du Bois, as Blum acknowledges, did not believe in an afterlife.) Are Du Bois's writings, published and unpublished, really devoid of mention of these individuals? Were his ideas unconnected to theirs? If so, that in itself would be an important piece of evidence regarding his engagement with religious ideas. The same is true when discussing Du Bois as an autobiographer, a novelist, and a magazine editor. Blum focuses on African-American contributions to these genres, while ignoring works by whites that Du Bois would certainly have known and by which he might well have been influenced. (An exception is Blum's frequent discussion of the racist writings of Thomas Dixon, which were surely important but hardly representative of all white contributions of the time.) More discussion of these interconnections would have made for a stronger book.

A more minor weakness, perhaps, but one important to me personally, is Blum's decision to ignore the question of whether Du Bois was actually religious in any conventional sense. "This book refuses the audacious assertion that anyone can know such information," writes Blum. Perfectly true, and yet I would have liked a bit more exploration of how Du Bois saw himself in the context of religious affinity. In today's terms, Du Bois was clearly some sort of religious humanist, who embraced spirituality while rejecting organized religion. But did he actually believe in a deity? The book clearly shows that Du Bois was not an atheist like Clarence Darrow, the hard-hitting and eloquent defense attorney who was the 1920's equivalent of Richard Dawkins. But was he an atheist like Robert Ingersoll, whose opposition to organized religion embraced a humanism very similar to that of Du Bois? Those who consider Du Bois within a chiefly racial context, as does Blum, would do well to remember that he belonged to another important historically-oppressed group: individuals who do not publicly belong to a particular faith. Though it may be selfish of me, as a member of that group, I would have liked to learn once and for all whether the man I consider the most eloquent English-language author of the twentieth century achieved that distinction with or without belief in a deity.

Despite these criticisms, American Prophet is a well-written and important work. Blum's close readings of Du Bois's writings virtually ensure that future biographers will not neglect the religious and spiritual overtones of the author of The Souls of Black Folk. Furthermore, if I may be allowed a bit of editorializing, I wish the historical profession would produce more books like American Prophet. The current tragic split between scholarly and popular history can only be healed by scholarly books that address topics of wide popular interest, in more depth and with greater insight than do similar works by popular historians. American Prophet fits this bill wonderfully. Blum is not afraid to cover well-traveled ground in describing a famous figure such as Du Bois, yet his reading of the historical figure is deep and nuanced in a way most popular biographies lack. The rest of us in the profession would do well to follow Blum's example, engaging with the interests of our fellow Americans while aping Blum's remarkable scholarly depth and attention to detail. Bravo to Ed Blum for this excellent volume!

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by idiosynchronic | 5/24/2008 10:42:00 AM
On Thursday, Sen Clinton's campaign was spreading a false-leak driven story to put Clinton in the number two spot. How Obama felt about that was unimportant. The exit was nigh, but the Senator from New York wanted to stay in somehow, someway. The campaign lashed themselves to the wheel and set the throttles for full, crying, "I intend to get a lot closer – I'm going to ram her right down that thing's throat!"

It's another way of joining 'em if you can't beat 'em, I guess.

It's always tempting to overlay your current reading material on current events. As distorted as the current campaign is, reading Hunter Thompson is like squirting gasoline on the fire. But here I am, and what's come to me.


Pg 260-1, Fear and Loathing: On the Campaign Trail '72:
But first, a few realities: (1) George McGovern is so close to a first-ballot nomination in Miami that everybody except Hubert Humphrey, Gene McCarthy, Shirley Chisholm, and Ed Muskie seems ready to accept it as a foregone conclusion . . . (2) The national Democratic Party is no longer controlled by the Old Guard, Boss-style hacks like George Meany and Mayor Daley —or even by the Old Guard liberal-manque types like Larry O'Brien, who thought they had things firmly under control as recently as six months ago ... (3) McGovern has made it pain­fully clear that he wants more than just the nomination; he has every intention of tearing the
Democratic Party completely apart and re-building it according to his own blueprint ... (4) If McGovern beats Nixon in November he will be in a position to do anything he wants either to or with the party structure . . . (5) But if McGovern loses in November, control of the Demo­cratic Party will instantly revert to the Ole Boys, and McGovern himself will be labeled "another Goldwater" and stripped of any power in the party.

The pattern is already there, from 1964, when the Nixon/ Mitchell brain-trust—already laying plans for 1968—sat back and let the GOP machinery fall into the hands of the Birchers and the right-wing crazies for a few months . . . and when Gold-water got stomped, the Nixon/Mitchell crowd moved in and took over the party with no argument from anybody . . . and four years later Nixon moved into the White House.

There have already been a few rumblings and muted threats along these lines from the Daley/Meany faction. Daley has privately threatened to dump Illinois to Nixon in November if McGovern persists in challenging Daley's eighty-five-man slave delegation to the convention in Miami . . . and Meany is prone to muttering out loud from time to time that maybe Organized Labor would be better off in the long run by enduring another four yea under Nixon, rather than running the risk of whatever radical madness he fears McGovern might bring down on him.

The only other person who has said anything about taking a dive for Nixon in November is Hubert Humphrey, who has al­ready threatened in public—at the party's Credentials Committee hearings in Washington last week—to let his friend Joe Alioto, the Mayor of San Francisco, throw the whole state of California to Nixon unless the party gives Hubert 151 California delegates— on the basis of his losing show of strength in that state's winner-take-all primary.

Hubert understood all along that California was all or nothing. He continually referred to it as "The Big One," and "The Super Bowl of the Primaries" ... but he changed his mind when he lost. One of the finest flashes of TV journalism in many months appeared on the CBS evening news the same day Humphrey formally filed his claim to almost half the California delegation. It was a Walter Cronkite interview with Hubert in California, a week or so prior to election day. Cronkite asked him if he had any ob­jections to the winner-take-all aspect of the California primary, and Humphrey replied that he thought it was absolutely wonderful.

"So even if you lose out here—if you lose all 271 delegates— you wouldn't challenge the winner-take-all rule?" Cronkite asked.
"Oh, my goodness, no," Hubert said. "That would make me sort of a spoilsport, wouldn't it?"


History doesn't repeat itself per se, but the ways our systems & principalities of power react to subversion or replacement have a somewhat familiar ring.

Friday, Clinton keeps up the pressure and uses historical comparison to rationalize her continued campaign, citing Bill Clinton's run in 1992 and then the horrific campaign in '68. That summer when it all went to hell and back.

1968 is a big deal to Americans Of A Certain Age. For damn good reason. Playing with its' memory is like blithely cutting the green wire because that's what they do in all the movies.

It's clear that the Senator intended to mean that the convention is 3 months away, and a lot could happen in 3 months in politics. In three months something could happen to make Sen. Clinton the better or the only candidate.

Hell, the man could get shot or something.

Oops.

In January, I and a few others watched Obama's victory speech in Des Moines after the Caucuses with trepidation. We knew history was being made, irregardless of Obama's victory in November. Such things attract the worst in some people. Some people want to vote with their guns. In the middle of that convention hall, with what appeared to be little security, the man looked like he was 40 feet tall and vulnerable as hell even while that crowd made him the strongest man on earth.

We all court danger with this man making these comparisons to a Kennedy or even to King or Malcolm. For one thing, reality rarely lives up to our dreamy expectations.

But our dreams also contain our nightmares.

Pg 46:
I have never read anything that comes anywhere close to explaining the shock and and intensity I felt at that convention . . . and although I was right in the middle of it the whole time, I have never been able to write about it myself. For two weeks afterwards, back in Colorado, I couldn't even talk about it without starting to cry -- for reasons I think I finally understand now, but I still can't explain.

Because of this: because I went there as a journalist, with no real emotional attachment to any of the candidates, and only the barest illusions about the outcome . . . I was not personally involved in the thing, so there is no point in presuming to understand what kind of hellish effect Chicago must have had on Gene McCarthy.

I remember seeing him cross Michigan Avenue on Thursday night -- several hours after Humphrey had made his acceptance speech out at the stockyards -- and then wandering into the crowd in Grant Park like a defeated general trying to mingle with his troops just after the Surrender. But McCarthy couldn't mingle. He could barely talk. He acted like a man in deep shock. There was not much to say. the campaign was over.

McCarthy's gig was finished. He had knocked off the President and then strung himself out on a fantastic six-month campaign that had seen the murder of Martin Luther King, the murder of Bobby Kennedy, and finally a bloody assault on his own campaign workers by Mayor Daley's police, who burst into McCarthy's private convention headquarters at the Chicago Hilton and began breaking heads. At dawn on Friday morning, his campaign manager, a seasoned old pro named Blair Clark, was still pacing up and down Michigan Avenue in front of the Hilton in a state so close to hysteria that his friends were afraid to talk to him because every time he tried to say something his eyes would fill with tears and he would have to start pacing again.


I think - solely on my own I might add - that the Convention that year not only culminated a number of things political, but also emotional. It wasn't just the convention that was a boot to the gut, but that the hits just kept coming. Over and over again, leaders killed, movements arrested, power stolen. Some of us can take a beating, but very few of us can keep getting beat without it just finally coming to the breaking point.

To evoke Bobby Kennedy's death pulls every single other bloody trauma out of the sack. Martin's bloody shirt waves in the breeze.

Boom.

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by midtowng | 5/23/2008 05:45:00 PM
Memorial Day in Chicago in 1937 was hot and sunny. On the prairie outside the Republic Steel's Chicago plant the strikers and their families began to gather for picnics. Women were dressed in their holiday best. Children could be seen riding on their father's shoulders.
Sam's Place was nearby. Once a dance-hall, Sam's was now the strike headquarters. Gradually the families drifted over to where a soup kitchen had been set up and where strike leaders gave speeches from a platform. A group of girls began singing IWW union songs, and the men joined in. Plans were being made for a mass demonstration, despite the rumors that the police had something big planned themselves.
The day seemed just too nice for anything bad to happen.



Ten years have passed since that blood-stained date, May 30, 1937. Many have forgotten; millions more have joined the labor and progressive movement since that time and do not know this story. But it is well that all of us remember--and in remembering, act.
- Howard Fast

After decades of bloody labor strikes, U.S. Steel finally caved in and agreed to recognize the Steel Workers Organizing Committee on March 1, 1937. Everyone expected "Little Steel" to follow the example, and in fact they did quickly agree to the same wage and hour provisions of U.S. Steel.
However, "Little Steel" absolutely refused to recognize the union and refused to sign a contract. This is despite record profits in 1936 by Republic Steel.

The "Little Steel" coalition included Bethlehem Steel Corp., Republic Steel Corp., Youngstown Sheet and Tube, National Steel Corp., Inland Steel Co., and American Rolling Mill Co. The most anti-union leader of this groups was Tom M. Girdler, the Chairman of Republic Steel.



Republic had built up a huge stockpile of guns, tear gas, and clubs in anticipation of the strike to come.

The SWOC decided to strike against Republic, Youngstown Sheet and Tube, and Inland all at the same time. On May 26, 1937, 25,000 workers went out on strike.
Both Inland Steel and Youngstown Sheet and Tube shut down their plants and prepared to wait out the strike. Some of the Republic mills were closed, but several remained opened. One of those was the plant in south Chicago.
At this plant about half of the 2,200 workers went out on strike. Republic brought in food supplies and cots so the strikebreakers wouldn't have to brave the picket lines.

Unlike most other cities, the Chicago police took an active roll in the strike. On the day it started, the Chicago police entered the plant to clear out the union men. When a picket line formed the police broke it up and physically forced it two blocks away, arresting 23 strikers in the process.
The following day the police, who were now also eating and sleeping at the plant, began clubbing picketers and even discharging their revolvers in the air. On other occasions a sound truck had been destroyed, and women had been beaten and taken to jail. The police violence prompted calls for a mass meeting on Memorial Day to decide the next course of action.

Memorial Day

When the meeting was over, the men, women and children formed lines to march towards the Republic Steel plant. Two men at the front carried large American flags. The whole event resembled a Memorial Day parade more than a strike.
As they marched across the field, several news photographers showed up and began snapping pictures. This was to be more important than anyone imagined.



Part way across the field the strikers and their families were met by 200 blue-coated policemen about 250 yards outside the plant. Their clubs were already out. Some carried non-regulation billy-clubs that Republic Steel provided and were equipped with tear gas from Republic stockpiles as well. A police captain yelled, "You dirty sons of bitches, this is as far as you go!"
"Stand fast! Stand fast!" the line leaders cried. "We got our right! We got our legal rights to picket!"
The cops said, "You got no rights. You Red bastards, you got no rights."
After a few heated words, a stick was thrown at the police from somewhere in the crowd. Almost immediately tear gas bombs were tossed from the police, and the strikers began moving away. A couple more things were thrown by both sides when an officer in the rear drew his gun and fired into the air.



Without a command or warning police on the front line drew their revolvers and fired point blank into the huge crowd of men, women, and children.
Approximately 200 shots rang out. Within 15 seconds the shooting had ended, but the violence was not over.


"Get off the field, or I'll put a bullet in your back."
- yelled by a policeman at Mollie West


They began to shoot in volleys. It was wonderful sport, because these pickets were unarmed men and women and children; they could not strike back or fight back. The cops squealed with excitement. They ran after fleeing men and women, pressed revolvers to their backs, shot them down and then continued to shoot as the victims lay on their faces, retching blood. When a woman tripped and fell, four cops gathered above her, smashing in her flesh and bones and face. Oh, it was great sport, wonderful sport for gentle, pot-bellied police, who mostly had to confine their pleasures to beating up prostitutes and street peddlers--at a time when Chicago was world-infamous as a center of gangsterism, assorted crime and murder.
And so it went, on and on, until ten were dead or dying and over a hundred wounded.



The entire police line moved forward swinging billy clubs. Marchers who had dropped to the ground to avoid the bullets were beaten where they lay. It didn't matter if they were grown men, women, or even children. The beatings went on until the marchers had either ran out of reach of the police, or they had been beaten into submission.
As one newspaper reviewer noted, "In several instances from two to four policemen are seen beating one man. One strikes him horizontally across the face, using his club as he would a baseball bat. Another crashes it down on top of his head and still another is whipping him across the back."
The film ends with a sweaty, fatigued policeman looking into the camera, grinning, and motioning as if dusting off his hands.



Once the beatings were over the mass arrests started. Police wagons designed for eight had sixteen put in them. The seriously wounded were thrown into the wagons without any effort to treat their injuries, and were not taken to a hospital until the wagons were full.



Four marchers had been fatally shot, while six were mortally wounded. 30 others suffered gunshot wounds. 28 required hospitalization from their beatings, while another 30 required medical treatment. The gunshot wounds for those that died were all from being shot in the back or sides. Only four gunshot wounds total could be counted as frontal.
35 police received some sort of injuries, but only three required some sort of hospitalization.

Fallout

The Chicago Tribune knew exactly who was to blame for this tragedy - Communists.
It seems the picketers and their families were all troublemakers out to destroy the mill. One Tribune editorial called them a "murderous mob," and congratulated the police, who were able to "control the situation with relatively little loss of life."
That was the story from the police department as well.

"Maybe they were out to catch butterflies."
- Tom Girdler, responding to a journalists question concerning the marcher's intentions

There was only one problem - all those darn photographers. But the authorities had an answer for that too.
Paramount cameraman Orlando Lippert actually had a motion picture shot of almost the whole event. You can watch it all, uncut, here (it starts about 4 minutes in). It was indisputable proof. So what did Paramount do? They suppressed the film.
The reason given by Paramount News for suppressing its newsreel of the Chicago Memorial Day steel-strike massacre is an obvious sham. Audiences trained on the Hollywood school of gangster films are not likely to stage a "riotous demonstration" in the theater upon seeing cops beating people into insensibility, and worse. Against whom would the riot be directed anyway? The Board of Directors or Republic Steel and the Chicago municipal authorities are hardly likely to be found in the immediate vicinity.
The real reason behind the film suppression is its decisive evidence that virtually every newspaper in the country lied, and continues to lie, about the responsibility for violence in the strike areas. The myth that the steel strikers have resorted to violence to gain their just ends is now the basis for the whole campaign of slander and misrepresentation against them. That is why Tom Girdler of Republic Steel refuses to confer with the Steel Workers Organizing Committee, and that is why 95 per cent of the press carries on a publicity pogrom against the strikers.
Even after the St. Louis Post Dispatch performed a genuine service to the American people in breaking the story of the film (for which, though it is Pulitzer owned, it is very unlikely to get the Pulitzer award), the venal press still continued to blast away at the strikers with the same old legend. Not a comma has been changed in the editorials which, day after day, have defended the steel tycoons on the ground that there can be no compromise with labor violence.
And all this time, the film record exists--and has been described--which would enable the public to make up its own mind on this very crucial point!
- New Masses, June 29, 1937
To give you an idea how the major news media reported the event, here's the New York Times headline of the following day:

4 KILLED, 84 HURT AS STRIKERS FIGHT POLICE IN CHICAGO, STEEL MOB HALTED

Other cities took the hint from Chicago. In Monroe, Michigan, ten days after Memorial Day, a negro C.I.O. organizer was beaten half to death near a Republic mill. When strikers got angry the police descended on the picketers and suddenly the local hospitals and jails were full of wounded strikers.
In Beaver Falls, Pennsylvania, George Mike was not a picketer or a striker, but was a wounded war veteran who was selling tickets to a C.I.O. dance. That didn't stop a deputy sheriff from firing his gas gun into Mike's skull from close range and killing him.
In Youngstown it wasn't the strikers who "rioted", but the strikers wives. It seems these women, many of them walking with their children from a meeting of the Ladies' Auxiliary, had stopped near an embankment near Republic's property. The police ordered them to move. When they didn't move fast enough the police opened up with tear gas grenades. The screams of the women and children brought the men running. That's when the police brought out their guns. The results: two dead, thirty injured.
Massillon, July 11, and strikers holding a meeting outside C.I.O. headquarters. Again, the firing starts, and in a little while there are three dead strikers and five more on their way to the hospital. Then C.I.O. headquarters is surrounded, and for an hour lead is poured into the building. And in the building, there is not one firearm.
But the newspapers said, the next day: "STRIKING MOB ATTACKS MASSILLON POLICE."
By this time the number of strikers killed had reached 18, and the SWOC decided to call off the strike in order to save the lives of its members.
"Little Steel" had won.

Eventually the La Follette Civil Liberties Committee looked into the strike and discovered Orlando Lippert's film. The finding of the commission was clear enough:

First: the police had no right to limit the number of pickets in front of the gate as long as they were peaceful; and that the march would have resulted in peaceful picketing in front of the gate, not in a plant invasion.

Second: assuming that the police were justified in halting the march, it should have been done with a minimum of violence and not in the haphazard manner with which the confrontation was handled.

Third: the marchers’ provocation of the police did not be beyond the use of abusive language and the throwing of isolated missiles; and that the force used by the police to disperse the crowd was far in excess of that required.

Fourth: the bloody consequences were avoidable on the part of the police.

The Chicago city government actually outlawed Lippert's film from being shown because they were afraid that it would cause riots. The New York City police borrowed the film and used it as instruction for cadets of how not to behave when confronted with a protest.

As the truth began to seep out to the public, the government pressure on Little Steel increased. In 1938, because of arm-twisting from the FDR Administration, Little Steel caved in and signed a union contract with the new United Steelworkers union.

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