Nov 26 2005

history

I wrote the other day that my universe was becoming historic. That as I have begun to outgrown the bondage of modern individualism, that I was gaining a sense of what it is to be an Americican, or more importantly what is to have been born into the the American tradition. As this is occuring however I can not help but look back at my past selves who are asking, “Have you sold yourself out? Of what value is history? Isn’t it all lies?” And I can not help but be disturbed the statement a freind made a few weeks back while I was explaining my love of Philosophy. She said, “I don’t like philosophy, or religion. It’s like learning that stuff in being brainwashed. It’s like destroying yourself.”

I suppose to some extent such statements are true. I can see how looking for truth in a Philosophy, or a Religion, or a History could quickly strip one of their identity. It is not uncommon that finding Jesus or Sartre or Liberalism turns one into a drone who simply spews the words of others, and it is unfortunate that so few people ever progress beyond their first encounter with dogmatic systems. My own experience has shown that if nothing else, understanding other modes of thought adds subtlties and delights to ones own choosen belief system.

But what of history? What of the river of apparitions and events which have brought us here? Brought you and I to this very word. What value does it hold? Are not events of the past totally disconnected from our current affairs? Of what value is knowlege about Romans to a person of modern times? To be honest, I think if you are just memorizing dates and events, there is probably little to no value in history. While the year 1776 is of great import not only to American but also World History, it does me little good to think if it merely as the year of the American revolution.

But there were things that happened that year from which the world can not escape. Not only did the authors of the Declaration of Independence formally declare that a the rights of an individual trump the rights of governments but Adam Smith released his master work “The Wealth of Nations” declaring that the value of an individual is tied to his capacity to produce wealth. These two mimes have driven all of western civilization. The rise of Fascism and of Communism are direct reactions against the individualist/capitalist ethic. Had there been no Thomas Jefferson, no Thomas Paine, no Adam Smith. There would have been no Stalin, no Hitler, no Mussolini. Communism was a reaction against Capitalism and Fascism a reaction against Liberalism in it entirety ( both economic and social ).

But knowing this still seems distant and maybe irrelevant does it not? The World Wars were such a long time ago. Sadly this is not so. Western Civilization is still recovering from World War 2. The Cold War which sprung out of it is only now beginning to give birth to it’s first child, globalization and if you look at the players in the globalization movement you fill find the dominant forces are England and America, the winners of World War 2.

But beyond the power of nations history has another more intimate effect upon our lives. Each person is born into a historical tradition, thier minds and the course of their lives are very much product of that tradition. If you are an American you very likely put great importance on your Individuality and your Freedom to do what you want when you want. You are more likely than a Christian. If you were born middle class or above you probably believe that hard work and honesty make men wealthy. If you are less than middle class you probably imbued with the suspicion that wealth is the product of some form or robbery. However if you are a member of a lower cast in India you are probably not concerned about nature of those in the Upper Casts at all ( well at least until England showed up ).

I suppose that in answer to the younger me I would have to reply that the individualism which you preach so animately is nothing more than the regurgitation of words given to you by somebody else, words of which you know very little. That in fact, your mindless adherence to individualism is nothing more than a mental prison. To say that I am a person is to say that I am a biological organism into which the competing mimes of the past have been infused. Whether those mimes are notions of individuality or spirituality or egalitarianism they are not my own, they are the ideas, beliefs and feelings of the tradition, (familiy, class and nation) into which I was born. It is not until understanding that tradition and it’s relation to others that I can hope to understand myself. Only then can I hope to trancend that tradition and truely become an individual.


Nov 19 2005

Joe Hill

November 19, 1915, Singer Songwriter Socialist Joe Hill was executed on a murder charge. Now those that know me know I’m not a fan of Socialism, (Nothing which emanated from Karl Marx is worthy of even pissing on) however in an age like our own where American Corporations wield enough power to have Bolivian citizens thrown in jail for collecting rain water I can not stand with the mindless dogs extolling the virtues of Capitalism either.

As I’ve grown older and have gotten over the shallow wallowing mire that compels American youth to believe that they are some how entirely disconnected from the past, the future, and their fellow citizens, I’ve been forced to admit that I am in every sense of the word an American. But fortunately as an American I get to choose what that means. What I find is that every-time I go digging in the garden of the past the only fruit I find of any sweetness is the the fruit of the labor movement. It is always the fruit of the nar-do-wells who fought to bring us the 8 hour day, to remove men and women from sweat shops, and died trying to lead us out of the coal mines. These are the people that nourish my soul.

I must respect the organizational skills and the foresight of men such as Carnigie, Rockerfeller, and Vanderbilt. But when I gaze upon their achievements there is nothing to which I can relate. And as I look around the world today I can do not but assume that they gained their wealth in much the same way that men gain wealth and power today, by plunder and robbery. ( yes I know that there are good honest men and women who work hard and gain riches in honest value exchange ).

And so ultimately I must align myself in a lineage which includes people such asEmma GoldmanMary Harris Jones, and Bill Haywood.

Anyway while I’ve little use for any American who whines about the economic unfairness of life in this country, especially those so ready to defame the immigrants who fill the jobs that we find either to unpleasant or difficult, it is difficult to ignore that the conditions which existed in the country during the late 1800’s and early 1900’s have simply been exported outside our borders.

Anyway enough rambling, all I really wanted to do is commemorate the American Labor movement today.

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
Alive as you and me.
Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
"I never died" said he,
"I never died" said he.

"In Salt Lake, Joe," says I to him,
him standing by my bed,
"They framed you on a murder charge,"
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead,"
Says Joe, "But I ain't dead."

"The Copper Bosses killed you Joe,
they shot you Joe" says I.
"Takes more than guns to kill a man"
Says Joe "I didn't die"
Says Joe "I didn't die"

And standing there as big as life
and smiling with his eyes.
Says Joe "What they can never kill
went on to organize,
went on to organize"

From San Diego up to Maine,
in every mine and mill,
where working-men defend their rights,
it's there you find Joe Hill,
it's there you find Joe Hill!

I dreamed I saw Joe Hill last night,
alive as you and me.
Says I "But Joe, you're ten years dead"
"I never died" said he,
"I never died" said he.