"The Working Class and the Employing Class have nothing in common!"

I felt the need to quote the preamble to the constitution of the Industrial Workers of the World as the title of the post because all of these readings remind me of the collective memory of the working classes. The Poet and the Pauper is in some ways the re-telling of the Joe Hill story. The child of scarcity conciously seeing the beauty in the wains and surges of the workers. Just as Maliza Banales "would be a writer wether I published or not." So to Joe Hill would be a song writer wether his songs were re-written hymns or if they were banned for their seditious nature. The both "Saw living as a luxury and survivng as a reality." However, they are also both persuaded by the anture of their times. Hill saw himself at war, in a time when the working class had an eye on a world they could take back. Maliza saw resistance to the edifices of power and domination as an act that urged pride in oneself worth. I wonder wether this more contemporary view can at times be counter-productive. When she describes her mothers unwillingness to accept "welfare" benefits she describes it with pride and as a difiant fighter. Hasn't her mother worked to deserve these benefits? She toils at home and at her occupation t feed and nurture a family which will one day too prove to be an even greater part of society as a whole. By refusing what she has rightfully earned for fear of the condemnation of the employing and managerial class has she become not defiant but in a way submissive. Would it not be more defiant, more revolutionary to take the benefits and proclaim them not as hand outs or welfare but her rightful assistance, the resources she is owed by the upper crust which consumes so much more?

In "Steal Away" by Dorothy Allison the beauty and marvel of what can be described as the lumpen class is wonderfully illustrated. The lumpen classes and what more contemporary wobs and anarchists have described as the lumpen struggle is a struggle by and for those who linger on the lines of the working poor. Those who struggle against class oppression but also against mental health issues, addiction, and homelessness. They may choose to compensate for the starvation of oppression with acts deemed illegal or by living lives of resistance through regression into more primal and primitive lifestyles. Allison admits she felt an expectation to becomes a member of the lumpen struggle ("I became what had always been expected of me- a thief.") In the lumpen struggle and in the class struggle as a whole there can be seen a certain beautify in the thief, an elegance in skirting the punishment of the oppressive classes. In this lifestyle their is a means of usurping power from the upper classes, the thief recaptures power by choosing to live outside the legalities of the rulers. Just as Allison takes pleasure when she exerts her power in refusing to acknowledge the sociology professor calls in the hall ways. Here, Allison like Maliza express an emotion that the ruling classes can never under stand through an expression that misleads them: a smile.

The pyramid of capitalist society as presented by the first of the Wobs has a very distinctive third tier, those who deceive you.Wether it be convincing you of the necessity of burying a gangrenous leg in a plot which parcels the land to the working class through the capitalist hands of the land owners. If it is not the clergy then let it be the need for self intoxication as a last ditch effort to forget the hardships of working life that distracts the working class from the need to re-take the means of production. This has been a devastating tactic, it seems that alcohol is always cheaper and more available in the slums, the ghettos, and the skeletal remnants of industrial towns. Drunks tend not to organize themselves.

One of the goals of the Industrial Workers of the World was to develop and strengthen a proud working class culture. Through workers halls, the little red song book, and adopting their own rules of interaction the Wobs sought to counter the immense trepidation of the oppressive classes culture trying to gentrify their own. With the downfall of the IWW after World War II and the rise of the AFL as a union of and for the bosses working class culture was degenerated to become a badge of shame to be tossed off and the middle and upper class culture would be grafted on. The epoch of middle class white patriarchal culture in the 50's and 60's would soon wain with the counter culture of the 70's where middle class youth would reproduce the expectations of their class and simply blur the periphery of cultural acceptance. It was in the 80's that in this country there began a conscious movement to resurface working class pride. With the emergence of punk and American hardcore, the realities of Reaganomics hit hard the already wounded working classes, these classes began to hit back. This was the time when winter coats where replaced with mechanic jackets bedazzled with patches, when green been casserole became a badge of honor. Just as Terri Griffith describes the sharp recognition of the schools eye of judgment devaluing her mothers parenting through superficial observations this period brought back a sense of class consciousness resembling the early 20th century. Hopefully this resurgence continues to swell and becomes a tidal wave one that sweeps away the condemnation, the power, the privilege, the oppression of the upper classes in economics, social status, culture, and power. Then we can rebuild a society of aristocratic peasants who are proud of both intelligence and their aptitude for industry.

As we prepare to eat the rich...

Ill admit I wont be able to keep up to much with this blog because of alot of what is going on including my involvement with the Occupy Providence movement. I just wanted to update everyone. As of right now their have been a few decisions made by the various general assemblies of Occupy Providence (I'm gonna call it OccuProv for the sake of fending off carpel tunnel) We have formed committees delegated to the needs of food, sanitation, medical, media, safety, and entertainment. We have come to an agreement to maintain a non-violent methodology so long as the current environment and relationship to the authorities sustains itself. We have decided that all marches and demonstrations shall be done without regards for permits, this is because we sees these streets as our streets and therefore we are no longer willing to ask permission from the "owners" to use our city streets to voice our grievances. We have voted to stand in solidarity with SLAP (Student Labor Alliance Project) in their fight to prevent the injection of corporate education into the providence school system through the proposal of a mayoral academy run by Achievement First Inc. Most importantly we have decided that this Sat. Oct. 15 will be the day in which we begin the full occupation of Burnside Park in solidarity with the call put forth for a national day of resistance and action by the Occupy Together movement.

Tomorrow or the day after I will be posting pictures from General Assembly meetings.
Tomorrow also marks the second call for a day of college rebellions in which college students and faculty show solidarity in their own desired ways with Occupy Wall Street and the Occupy Together Movement. I hope you all can take even just 15 minutes to do something anything, even just bring the topic up in class  to show support for the Occupy movement

In solidarity with the 99%
Kevin

eat, sleep, drink, urinate employability

I went to William Davies Voc Tech school and spent for years there studying to be "employable."

Davies is considered a district in itself. Lincoln, the town surrounding Davies has a median home income of $52,455, while Pawtucket the city from which the majority of the students come from has a median home income of $31,775 for a two parent household. However, the median home income for a single parent household (female) in Pawtucket is $23,391, and that is the situation that the majority of these young people are coming from. Central Falls and Providence, the other major areas that send kids to this school both have median household incomes in the low to mid $20,000. So, imagine if you will, taking the bus from the post-industrial city of Pawtucket passed the Broad street area of Cumberland, through the Valley Falls area of Lincoln and arriving at school in the middle of Lincoln surrounded by the mansions of Butterfly Way, Twin River, and CCRI.I live right next to Slater Mill, my parents have worked in factories since the time that my memory serves me. The factory conditions of school were usually quite obvious to me. So I went to Davies to learn a trade, I would follow my father who is a machine extruder and was able to use his sway as a skilled worker to help fight for improvements for himself and his unskilled fellow workers. I took auto body as my shop choice, hearing about the new water based paints that were being applied to electric vehicles I though it was an excellent avenue. I wanted to have a job, be in a union, and raise a family. The problem was I was imitating a dream that was already decades dead. Throughout the school day, with every new rule, every useless curriculum change, the work horse phrase was that everything being done to us was in the hope of increasing employability. Davies touted this as its achievement, a high ratio of its graduates were employed in their fields of study. This to we hear no in the discussion of the emphasis on science and math in public education. We need to get ahead of the curve on the bio-tech field, we need to develop educated workers to fit today's tech driven economy. Its almost laughable if it wasn't so sickening. The bells, the age limitations, the compartmentalization, the factory system of public education has bent so little to the needs of educating the whole human being! But this was a low income school and therefore the goals were reached if any one of us were tossed a middle income job, the rest of us showed claw passed out peers for the scraps of what is left. Jean Anyon describes a working-class school work as "mechanical, involving root behavior and very little decision making or choice." Until we contrive an education system that sees even working class students as worthy of a whole education, of mind and body, based on critical thinking, we reproduce the concept that the life of the working class is less valuable than the enriched classes.

Diary Entry #1: If only if only

Last Wed. a rally was held at the Bank of American building adjacent to Kennedy Plaza, it was called by Jobs With Justice and supported by the Providence IWW, local SEIU, DARE, and various local students. The aim was to deliver a demand letter to the charge executive of the Providence branch of B of A. We had street theater in the form of a fellow Wobbly dressed as a piggish banker, we had speakers including a JWJ member Micheal Criton who himself was foreclosed on by B of A. But most importantly we had solidarity, commuters waiting at the bus plaza fluxed in and out of the protest, some asking what our aim was other chanting right next to us. This was class solidarity, from students to grandmothers with their grandchildren came and beat on drums and blew noise makers or even simply honked their horns as they drove by. But ever present were two groups, reminders that between us and them were those well armed. The police stood on the street containing protesters on the side walk, smirking at our dialogues, barking orders, maintaining the personal appendage of the Panopticon's gaze. Then we marched, around the block towards the Textron building (waiving some loving salutes) towards the back of the B of A building. There we rallied again and waited while some tried to deliver our demand and grievance letter. Out there while we waved at cars as they passed by a middle aged, man passed by. Dressed in a tailored suit, a stressful face, pale and balding, his uneventful appearance matched his desire not to deviate from what he saw as acceptable practices. The man stopped and screamed "Stop this! are you idiots? these people give you jobs they are the reason you survive!" Of course he wasn't actually interested in a debate, and in this case the best thing to do as an organizer is push to continue the speeches and call-back chants to refusing to give legitimacy to his claims. But the interaction was pointed, many of us were angry, many were astounded. The myths of this socio-economic system permeates deeply in many people. It is encounters sch as this that reminds me that this is a time of class warfare, a time when those who own and those who believe they can own make every effort to force those who struggle to survive and live a  meaningful live onto their knees. In his mind we are to fall and beg the bankers to please do what you need to and reinvigorate our economy, the one you've imploded. This middle class white man would have us as serfs dreaming to be masters and through out his life he has been reinforced that this is right and this would be the correct order of things. Its up to us to fight that, to tear down his world and rebuild one with no kings, no bankers, no suits to separate us from the over-alls.