A version of this post appeared here on Stonekettle Station on Labor Day, 2011. I’ve made some additions and updates to the text, but for the most part I see little to change on Labor Day 2012.
Lately certain folks keep asking, “are you better off than you were four years ago?”
Right question, wrong timespan.
The question, my electronic friends, is not “are you better off than you were four years ago?” The question is, are we better off now than we were a hundred years ago? The same folks who pose the first query seem to say the answer to the second one is no, and they yearn for the good old days of centuries past.
I think they’re wrong. Utterly wrong.
You ever stop to wonder what your life would be like if it was a hundred years ago?
Imagine what it was like to be your great grand parents.
As the second decade of the 20th Century dawned, the United States was in the middle of the Second Industrial Revolution.
It was a time of wonder and ever advancing technology. It started in the 1860’s and would last right up until the beginning of World War I. It began with steel, the Bessemer process to be specific, a cheap and easy way to mass produce strong and reasonably lightweight metals. Strong lightweight steel was the skeleton of the modern age, the core of everything from the new cars to steamships and oil rigs to utensils and lunchboxes, to the machines that manufactured the future, to the finest handgun ever made – Colt’s model 1911, named for its year of first issue and still in production a century later. In 1911 a tall skinny fellow by the name of Eugene Ely landed Curtiss Aircraft Company’s #2 Pusher on the deck of USS Pennsylvania and took off again. Thus was born naval aviation, a single small moment in time that would change the very way wars were fought – and thus change everything else too. Many of the pilots who, a few years later, would fly over the battlefields of WWI carried Colt’s Model 1911. A year later, in 1912, Curtiss was building the first military flying boats for which the company would become famous. That same year Zeppelins were first used in military operations in Europe, while in the United States a fixed wing aircraft made the first transcontinental flight across North America – both events heralded the dawn of long range aviation. These small, seemingly insignificant, events were the harbingers of ever advancing changes that would reach culmination on December 7th, 1941 and profoundly change the entire world forever.
In 1912, If you were well off, you could buy a Cadillac with an electric starter, everybody else risked injury and even sometimes death with a hand-crank. And despite the fact that there were still plenty of horses on the roads of America, the car had become so ubiquitous that states began following Michigan’s example and started painting lines down the middle of their roads. Electricity itself was no longer a novelty. Though many factories were still powered by steam, electricity was becoming increasingly common. The first modern public elevator began operation in London, England, and soon became common everywhere – leading directly to the modern city skyline.
In 1912, America was booming. Her factories were churning out new products at a record pace. The western frontier had all but disappeared – oh, there were still a few bandits and cattle rustlers out there, but the wild lawless west was long gone. The gold rushes, the boom towns and gun fights were long over. Hell, by 1912 Wyatt Earp was living in Los Angeles working as a “trouble-shooter” for the city police department. He’d fought his last armed battle two years before and would soon move to Hollywood as a consultant for the new movie industry. In 1912 the earth and moon were as close together in their respective orbits as they would be until the 21st Century. So was the Earth and Mars – and the alignment drove Edgar Rice Burroughs to pen the first in a series of novels and short stories that would become the John Carter of Mars books and inspire millions for many generations, including me. In 1912, explorer Robert Falcon Scott arrived at the South Pole, only to discover Roald Amundsen had beaten him by a month – Scott wasn’t a lucky man, he and his men would die on the trek back to the coast of Antarctica. Scott and his men weren’t the only unlucky souls that year, or the only ones to die by freezing, on April 2nd, the great ocean liner RMS Titanic set sail from Queenstown, Ireland bound for New York on her maiden voyage, she would never arrive.
In 1912 the Progressive Party, commonly called the Bull Moose Party, nominated former president Theodore Roosevelt as their party’s candidate. Roosevelt lost to Woodrow Wilson and how different the world might be today had it been otherwise.
In 1912 US Marines invaded Cuba for the third time, then Honduras, and two months later Nicaragua – where they’d be until 1925.
And lost in all the chaos and clamor of the early 20th century a small thing happened, in Lawrence, Massachusetts, textile workers in a single factory walked out on strike when the mill owners decided to lower wages after a new law shortening the work week went into effect. It wasn’t long before the strike spread to every mill in the city and more than twenty thousand workers, mostly immigrants and women, refused to return to the factories until fair wages were restored. The work stoppage lasted more than two months and became known as the “Bread and Roses” strike. Things turned ugly. There were riots and murder. There was violence on both sides. Eventually martial law was declared. In the end Massachusetts passed the first minimum wage laws in the United States and the workers returned to their factories triumphant.
The gains made by the laborers in Lawrence were short lived however.
See, those churning factories were horrible places. In 1912, most were still powered by a massive central steam engine which drove an enormous flywheel, which in turn powered shafts and belts and pulleys, which finally powered the machines. And though, as noted above, electricity was becoming increasingly common, most of those factories were still poorly lit simply by the light coming in through skylights and banks of single pane glazed windows. Often boiling hellholes in the summer and fetid dungeons in the winter – both air conditioning and central heating were still decades away – the buildings were filled with smoke and poisonous fumes from the various manufacturing processes, lead vapor, heavy metals, acids, chlorine, bleaches, all were common. Normal working hours were from dawn to dusk, typically anywhere from twelve to fourteen hours a day, sixty and seventy hours per week for wages that would barely pay the rent and put food on a factory worker’s table.
Child labor was common, especially in the textile industry, though in some states there were supposed to be laws regulating it. The kids toiled right alongside their parents. The children typically worked the same hours as adults, but for a quarter, or less, of the pay. Pictures of the time show children working barefoot among the machines, ragged sleeves flapping near the flying belts and spinning pulleys. Whole families hired out to the factories, the men doing the heavy labor, the women and children doing the more delicate tasks. Towns sprang up around the mills, often controlled by the factory owners. Company towns, where workers very often became little more than indentured servants. Life in a company town was often better than the alternative on the streets of places like Hell’s Kitchen or out in the fields of the South. Company towns gave workers a higher standard of living than they would otherwise be able to afford. But the running joke was that while your soul might belong to God, your ass belonged to the company. Mill towns and mining towns and factory towns and logging towns were common across America, places where the company owned everything from your house to your job to the church you prayed in to the store you bought your food from. And prices were whatever made the company the most profit and in many places there were laws that prevented you from renting or buying outside the company town. The company might pay you a decent wage for the time, but they got a lot of it back too. Get crosswise of the company and you lost it all. Get injured on the job and could no longer work, and you lost it all. Get sick, and you could lose it all. Get killed, and your family was out on the street. There was no workman’s comp. No insurance. No retirement but what you managed to save – and since you probably owed a significant debt to the company store, your savings were unlikely to go very far.
Of course, you could always take a pass on factory work and return to the land. In 1912, prior to the world wars that would change the very fabric and makeup of the country, millions of Americans were farmers. Farming was hard backbreaking work (it still is, just in a different way) – so hard that seventy hours a week in a smoke filled factory with a high probability of getting maimed or killed looked pretty good in comparison. Most of those farmers, especially in the South, didn’t own their fields. They were sharecroppers, living in conditions little better than slavery or the serfdom of the Dark Ages. Of the small farmers who did own their own land or rather owed the bank for their own land, more than half lived in abject poverty. In the coming decade, the decade of the Great Depression and the Dust Bowl, most would lose everything.
Most of America was powered by coal in those days and if there was anything that would make life in a factory town or in the sweltering fields look good – it was working in a West Virginia coal mining town. It was a race to see what would kill you first, explosion, cave-in, or the black lung. And just like in the fields and factories, children worked alongside their parents – if they had parents, orphanages were also common. And orphan labor was even cheaper than the average child, both in life and in pay. Renting out orphan labor was a good gig, if you could get it.
You could always become a merchant seaman, though life at sea was damned rough. You could move west and become a logger, though you’d probably live longer in the mines of West Virginia. You could still be a cowboy, or a cop, or carpenter none which paid worth a good Goddamn and had the added benefit of a short lifespan.
Since people got sick and injured a lot, and most couldn’t afford even rudimentary medical care, many turned to patent medicines. The pharmaceutical industry was only loosely regulated, but by 1912 there were some few laws in a handful of states regulating the more outrageous claims for the various elixirs. The big medicine shows were gone, but in 1911 there were still plenty of drug store shelves stocked with hundreds of varieties of patent medicines. Some were mostly benign – like Coca-Cola – and some were downright toxic – like Radithor, made from water and radium. As late as 1917, The Rattlesnake King, Clark Stanley, was still making Stanley’s Snake Oil, a worthless mixture of mineral oil, turpentine, and red pepper, and fleecing sick people out of their money and making them yet sicker (hell, as late as the 1960’s TV’s commercials touted the benefits of smoking for sore throats. And, as late as 1970 there were still X-ray foot measuring devices in use in a handful of shoe stores across America).
In 1912, only a few states mandated that your kids attend school, and then only though elementary. In the South segregation and Jim Crow Laws were in full force and civil rights were decades away. Lynching was common. On the other hand, women could actually vote in exactly five states, well, six if you included California which grudgingly acknowledged in November that females might be citizens too despite their unfortunate plumbing.
In 1912, maybe three out of ten Americans could ever expect to own a home, most would pay a landlord their whole lives. Few had any rights in those relationships either, you paid the owner and you lived with what you got or you got thrown out. Period.
In 1912, a lot of Americans were hungry. More than fifty percent of seniors lived in poverty, but then the average lifespan was only about fifty-five, maybe sixty if you hadn’t been breathing coal dust or lead vapor all you life. Few of those seniors had pensions, most lived on the charity of their families – if they were lucky enough to have families. Sanatoriums were a common place for the aged and infirm to spend their brief final years.
In 1912, if you had ten kids, you might expect six of them to survive to adulthood. If you were lucky. Polio, tuberculosis, measles, mumps, pneumonia, whooping cough, hard labor in the mines and factories and fields, lack of social safety nets, lack of proper nutrition, lead paint, food poisoning, poverty, orphaned by parents killed by the same, would probably claim at least four of those kids. Likely more.
Funny isn’t it? How people from that generation always wax nostalgic for The Good Old Days
And then they immediately proceed to tell you why life was so much harder and more miserable back then.
The simple truth of the matter is nowadays, even in this time of economic downturn, we Americans live a pretty damned good life.
And we live that good life because since the time of our great grand parents we’ve put systems and laws and regulations in place to improve life for all of us. Programs like Social Security and Medicare have a direct and measurable affect on how long we live, and how well. Regulations governing working conditions and workplace safety have a direct and measurable affect on the probability that we’ll survive to retirement. Laws that prevent the rich from owning a whole town, or abusing workers, or turning them into indentured servants, or hiring children at pauper’s wages to maintain the machines in their bare feet, have directly benefitted all but the most greedy few.
The American dream isn’t dead, far from it.
I’ve been to countries where dreams have died, America is far, far, far removed those hellish places.
It is a measure of just how far we’ve come, and just how big an impact that those laws, regulations, and social safety programs have had that those who directly benefit from those very same laws, regulations, and programs can complain with full bellies just how terrible they have it.
Things like Social Security, Medicare, Workman’s Compensation Insurance, The Federal Reserve, Federal Deposit Insurance, child labor laws, federal minimum wage, occupational health and safety standards, the Environmental Protection Agency, The Centers for Disease Control, The departments of Education and Health, Labor Unions and workers’ rights, and yes, even Welfare, all of these things were created for a reason. For a good reason. For a compelling reason.
These things were created because when you leave it up to the church and charity to fed the hungry and clothe the poor and heal the sick, a hell of a lot of people go hungry and cold and ill. It is really just that brutally simple.
These things were created because when you leave it up to charity and family to take care of old people, a hell of a lot of old people end up dead, or stacked like cordwood in institutions. The moldering remnants of such places are all around us.
These things were created because when you leave it up to people to save for their retirement or a rainy day or for accident and infirmity, a hell of a lot of them don’t, or can’t, or won’t.
These things were put in place because when you leave it solely up to the market to weed out poor products and fake medicine and unsafe machines, they don’t, or can’t, or won’t.
These things were put in place because when you leave it up to industrialists and share holders to treat their workers with dignity and respect and to pay them a living wage for their hard work, you get indentured servitude.
These things were put in place because when you leave it up to devoutly righteous people who go to church every Sunday to decide what is right and proper and moral, you end up with lynchings and segregation and Jim Crow. And that is just a Goddamned fact.
These things were put in place because when you leave it up to the factory owners to decide wages and safety and working hours, you get this:
Look at that picture carefully, note how very different that world is from our own in nearly every way.
Ask yourself this: what if those were my children instead of my grand parents?
See, when you leave it solely up to bankers and the factory owners and the industrialists, well Sir, then what happens is they end up owning it all and you get to pay them for the privilege of eating out of their garbage cans.
And right up until very recently that’s exactly how it was.
Fundamentally, government exists to protect the weak from the ruthless, otherwise what damned good is it?
Lately there are a lot of folks who think they want to live in 1912, rather than in 2012.
The question you need to ask yourself, on this of all days, is what century do you want to live in?
Happy Labor Day folks.
Poetry. Pure poetry. And truth.ReplyDelete
Happy Labor Day, Jim.
And to you, Doc. I hope WorldCon treated you well.Delete
Well written, as usual.ReplyDelete
It also seems that "their" version of the good old days brooked no dissent-you followed the "rules" and questioned little if anything at all. Why would anyone want to question unsafe workplaces, or leaking reactors, or useless "medicines," or Jim Crow or support suffragettes?
After all, allowing businesses to run rampant with the tacit support of government and the white male dominated upper class is good for America-it's what made us great. And we want to return to those glory days don't we?
Attended a memorial service last week for a young man that was in and out of my house with my kids most of his life. The brother they never had. He was killed on the job in WI. Security cameras caught what happened and it rests on the employer. OSHA will slap their wrist with a fine, but his parents cannot sue the company because of Walkers new bill limiting liability to the employer.ReplyDelete
This is the state that the republican party was formed in opposition to slavery, the land of Fighting Bob La Follette (You MUST look him up) and early support of teacher pensions and unions for state employees.
Walker is a very bad man. Met him about 10 years ago. No lie, I shuddered when I shook his hand. The abyss was looking back.Delete
Bernie Sanders take on Labor Day-almost a corollary of yours:ReplyDelete
I'm right with you on your subject. The "We want our country back" folks are ueually referring to the pre-Women's Suffrage days, and 1912 is a good example.ReplyDelete
I also needed to read this, in order to be reminded of how difficult it was to establish the rights of workers in the United States.
A bit that I'd forgotten is that in other countries, it's celebrated on May 1, which happens to be a High Holy Day in the Celtic Druidic Tradition. The Soviets were well known for their huge military parades every May 1.
For a somewhat later take on an American Labor Day celebration gone wrong, watch this: http://youtu.be/1pgyACdT1rM
My father was just turning 3 that year. 12 years later he would quit school because he could get on as a printer's devil, his father was out of work and his older brother had married and couldn't contribute to his parents. My mother would be born before the next year was over. She wanted to be a Doctor (actually she wanted West Point, but women were becoming doctors) she settled for RN.ReplyDelete
(Also on my FB link here)
You missed one in the trials of life in the coal fields. An improvised armored personnel carrier, fitted with machine guns, and operated by Pinkertons strike breaking "consultants"....ReplyDelete
Well written as usual Jim. Keep rattling the cages.
Ah yes, the "Death Special," owned and operated by the good folks at Colorado Fuel and Iron.Delete
That one was part of the Colorado Coal Field Wars, culminating in the Ludlow Massacre
That story's here
That's the incident I remembered, somehow I thought it happened in the eastern mines. Still its one more way to get lead poisoning in a coal field...Delete
I do remember a governor calling out the national guard on a bunch of miners crossing a mountain to support another group of strikers...
Not sure there. There was the battle of Matewan in WV, where the Baldwin-Felts agency killed a whole bunch of striking miners. That was a nasty oneDelete
Whenever I hear someone talking about their distrust of medicine, vaccinations in particular, I always ask them if they've ever seen a child with whooping cough? Or tetnus? Small pox?ReplyDelete
Those good old days weren't so good to you if you got sick or old - unless you were rich, and even then maybe, you pretty much were guaranteed a horrible death no matter what.
Damn, Jim...That's fine... mighty fine writing and I could just picture myself back there in that time loading up the model T with everything I owned and wondering if the threadbare tires would take me to the golden land of California. I hope this gets wide distribution so that those folks who have bought into the GOP/Tea mantra of government being uniformly a bad thing. WE ARE THE GOVERNMENT! WE do this for US and our Posterity!ReplyDelete
WE THE PEOPLE of the United States, in Order to form a more perfect Union, establish Justice, insure domestic Tranquility, provide for the common defense, promote the general Welfare, and secure the Blessings of Liberty to ourselves and our Posterity, do ordain and establish this Constitution for the United States of America.
What more noble, enlightening, clearly elucidated, BRAVE and yearning words could there be? We need to remind ourselves WHO WE ARE!
But apart from all that.... what did the Romans do for us?ReplyDelete
Excellent. True last year and true this year.ReplyDelete
I'd like to imagine what the "market" would be like today if we had universal, single-payer healthcare in place.
How many folks do you know that are trapped in an ill-paying job they hate solely because of the ever more expensive medical benefits ?? How many people would say "take this job and shove it," and demand more from their employers ??
The latest excuse is that our workers don't possess the requisite skills. Time was when companies had training programs (and unions, apprenticeship programs). Now it seems that employers expect trained, competent employees to spring forth; fully formed like Athena from Zeus' forehead. And after you're employed, remember that loyalty is a one-way street. Oh yeah, it's up to you to guess just what training is needed and pay for it.
I'm amazed that we haven't taken advantage of the finest training organization we have - our military - - and not just for training in the martial aspects of national life. There, we learned to learn, and adapt and contribute.
Right now, Jim, I am thinking of the poor sonsofbitches in those unions in South Africa's platinum mines...34 of them killed while on strike by police, and the strikers are now charged with murder. I know we've got it good. It's frustrating that we have to keep fighting tooth and nail to keep these regs in place. The psychopaths with the money keep trying to tear it down and get MORE.ReplyDelete
"While more than one-third of employed people belonged to unions in 1945, union membership fell to 24.1 percent of the U.S. work force in 1979 and to 13.9 percent in 1998." U.S. Dept. of StateReplyDelete
I would post links to the charts showing the lines that parallel per capita union membership. Household income, GDP,...and the ones that run counter...worker injury rates, worker death rates..etc..but to what end. The point being, they have already won this one.
There are only two sources of large money when it comes to politics: Corporations and Unions. Since Citizens United, 7 of the top ten political donors are now corporate formed superpacs, only two unions remain in the top 10....and they are at the bottom of that 10.
When people cite statistics about wealth disparity and lack of income mobility in this country, they almost always end with: worst it has been since the 1920's.
The robber barons are back, and this time, they mean business. If labor loses this election, there simply will not be enough capitol left to fend off the complete corporate takeover of this country by the time the next one rolls around.
Excellent post, Jim, as usual. I periodically remind the 11-year-old, when he chooses to complain about my Draconian parenting, that if he lived 100 years earlier (and had survived to his present age), he would be working 14 hour days for less in a month than he presently can earn with two to three hours of yard-clearing effort.ReplyDelete
I do, however, have a tiny quibble ... The explorer who bested Scott in the race for the South Pole was Roald Amundsen, not Roland.
Thank you for the ShopKat photo on FB! Happy Labor Day to you and yours.
Facebook, huh? that's where you're posting Shopcat pictures now?Delete
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You can find her, and me, here
Ok... outing myself as a newbie here. For some reason, it won't let me post under my Wordpress account,so I will just ID myself as LibertyLover.ReplyDelete
Thanks for this post. Interesting perspective. I especially liked your point(s) about why the pretty things that we have (like Social Security and OSHA rules) were put into place because people don't, can't or won't do these things for themselves.
I'll be back to visit. But only as a lurker if I can't figure out the commenting thingy. ;-)
The first line should read "your life", not "you life"ReplyDelete
Love the post.
How in the hell did I miss that?Delete
Excellent article, and as good a read the second time as it was the first...ReplyDelete
You gotta put the carrot on a stick, or the mule doesn't go anywhere. If you just give him the carrot, he will stand there & eat.
Why do I say that? Because all the laws you describe above were put into place as a pre-condition to producing products here in America. In hindsight, they should have been made a pre-condition for any products sold in America. In their defense, few in 1912 could foresee a world containing quarter-mile-long, 17-story container ships crossing oceans in a matter of days; FedEx would have been unimaginable to them. 21st-century industrialists have discovered how to export exactly the conditions you describe & make billions pawning $7 toasters to a consumer market willing to forego contemplation that we decided a century ago that everyone should have a 40-hour work week & safe conditions in the workplace. We are exporting the conditions we long ago deemed unacceptable to countries that historically give precious little damn about the living conditions of their own working classes.
Conservatives have done a good job of selling the narrative that everyone in America should have the same shot at greatness, at wealth. Hard work, innovation & boot-straps. It is a powerful narrative, and one that needs to be preserved and defended, yes. However, they are sneakily selling the notion to their constituencies that they have the plan to forge a nation where everyone can rise to riches. That's the snake oil in the bottle. It ain't never gonna be. The majority of people in any economy are going to start - and forever remain - on the bottom-quartile of the ladder, and neither Mitt Romney nor Paul Ryan have a plan - or even a shred of concern - for what happens to that group. You had your shot; you didn't work hard enough. Deal with it. That's their plan.
What I lament is that I hear little out of either side about raising the working conditions of anyone producing products that find their way to our shelves here in America. Having a global economy leads to needing to have a global conscience.
Please read Gabriel Kolko's "Triumph Of Conservatism".ReplyDelete
I recall a little piece that went something like this, I forget the author:ReplyDelete
They built the golf course by the factory,
Now while they work,
the children can watch the men play.
Excellent, as always.ReplyDelete
David Korten has a great piece (and a book) about how our world has, to this point, been based on 'empire', and that must change. http://www.yesmagazine.org/blogs/david-korten/the-end-of-empire
Excellent, as always.ReplyDelete
David Korten has an article (and a book) about how the world thus far has been based on 'empire', and how that must change now that software/technology has taken over so many jobs. http://www.yesmagazine.org/blogs/david-korten/the-end-of-empire
Bloody well said. And to think we still have to keep fighting to stop the scum that floats to the top from trying to erode what has been achieved.ReplyDelete
opposablethumbs (dropped in via a comment by StevoR on Pharyngula, freethoughtblogs, btw. )