Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Those Oldies But Goodies…Out In The Be-Bop ‘60s Song Night- The Chiffons’ He’s So Fine – The X-Rated, Well PG-Rated, Version Anyway

Click on the headline to link to aYouTube film clip of The Chiffons performing the classic do lang do lang  song He’s So Fine.

Joshua Lawrence Breslin comment:

Lest anyone be confused by the headline of what X and PG-rated refer to it is the commentary by Susie Murphy. I originally told her boy meets girl story in a straight forward misty love angle way. The way we original agreed to present it. After reading my version Susie balked. She wanted to give her own version of the Johnny Cain saga no holds barred. Her reason? Simply enough she wanted every young girl or guy, and everyone else, to know that back in the day girls and women had strong sexual feelings, acted on them, and what about it. Fair enough. Some of her Johnnie Cain dream fantasy though might not be appropriate for tender ears. Oh no, not the kids, not the kids today anyway, they know most of this stuff, or can figure it out, by the time they are ten or eleven, but sensitive 1950s growing up absurd adult ears who were a little late in coming to realize that girls (women) can have naughty dreams too. They might get a blush or two and, given their ages, best be forewarned just in case they have high blood pressure or the doctor recommends no excitement.

Certainly this is not a tale, as some might have mistakenly thought looking at the headline, of some formerly undiscovered, hidden in a New York City record vault in some ready to be torn down tenement or some old time run down office building housing repo men, failed dentists, shady private eyes specializing in peeping through adulterous keyholes facing the wrecker’s ball, X-rated version that couldn’t be published or aired at the time of the Chiffons’ He’s So Fine. That censor was real enough though, real enough in a place like Olde Saco which had an official paid, I think, censor. I first learned of that office when he (name forgotten) would not allow WMEX to play the Rolling Stones’ cover of Willie Dixon’s song, made famous by Howlin’ Wolf, Little Red Rooster. WMEX was the local rock station that we kids were glued to on our transistor radios, those were like iPOds except you couldn’t up or download anything, and had to listen to the endless commercials for this and that disposable income (allowance) kid- related thing. More importantly you could put it close to your ear up in your room or some such place and not have to deal with your parents’ disapproving sneers (or their corny, then corny, music for World War II) downstairs.

Now that all that had been resolved here is what Susie has to say.

Susie Murphy comment:

Gee, can it be over a year, over a whole year since I spotted Johnnie, Johnnie Cain at the Adventure Car-Hop over in Centerville where I was working as a car hop at the time trying to put nickels and dimes together so that I could go to secretarial school up in Boston , Fisher College, you might have heard of it, to study in order to become an executive secretary to some big businessman and not be stuck, stuck like my sister, Sandra, in some lowly steno pool over at the John Hancock Insurance Company being bored to death just pounding the keys all day and dreaming of, dreaming of I don’t know what. I don’t know what lately moreover as Sandy and I don’t cross paths so much since I started working as a nighttime car-hop to take advantage of my curvaceous body in those halters and short shorts Sal insisted that we wear and which I wore in a certain way to get better tips, maybe get laid once in a while if an interesting guy with an interesting line struck my fancy (or I had the itch that night, for a one night stand), or best of all landed some sugar daddy willing to pay the freight for school after getting a little sugar from me. Hey, a girl has to take care of herself and that is reality and has been for me since I first let Jimmy LaCroix, beautiful Jimmy LaCroix, have his way with me, all the way, and you know what that means, “doing it,” okay, getting a little sugar in my bowl like the old song said, when I was fourteen and first got my “itch.”

Can it really be almost two years since I graduated from Northfield High (Class of 1961) and broke up with my senior year high school flame Frankie Larkin after that graduation night when he tried taking certain liberties with me when I didn’t want such liberties taken (although, I am not prude, and on previous occasions it was just fine for him to fondle my breasts through my blouse , a real turn-on to get me going ever since Jimmy LaCroix, beautiful Jimmy LaCroix, found my button, and then cured my itch anyway he wanted, except when I was having “my friend” and then I would just give him some skull to, uh, lower his temperature after he got all heated up). Let’s just leave it at that although our break-up was almost a sure thing since Frankie was going off to college in New Haven (which is why he thought that he could do what he tried to do to me as a lasting symbol of our love before he left, left to screw around with every girl from New Haven to New York City that would give him the time of day. Yah, right Frankie no girl has ever heard that line before). I was, moreover, determined to make some money that summer to go to school and not burden my poor widowed mother who was barely able to make ends meet without Sandy’s help. So sex, and the possibilities of getting pregnant were, low on my calendar that night and for a while thereafter.

Come to think of it can it really be over two years since I started working at the car-hop, first the afternoon family and after school shift (and no serious tips, although plenty of guff, plenty of get me this and get me that, from harried mothers with a carful of kids and snooty high schoolers, dopey boys trying to impress their still virgin girl friends who though that I was an indentured servant) and then nights and plenty of tips, big tips from guys hanging out expecting a little something extra for their generosity along with their hamburgers and Cokes. Like a buck or two got them some privilege to get more than a grateful thank you. Of course they were guys, single guys, in their souped-up cars, or a bunch of guys “cruising” the strip (really Main Street but everybody calls it the strip since that movie, that James Dean movie, Rebel Without A Causehad come out a few years before . Guys with their honeys, guy with their girlfriends might give me an eye but mainly they were eyes straight forward, or else, and coin tips.

Most night though it was fun, although my feet were tired by the end of the shift (one in the morning weeknights, two, weekends, Wednesday through Sunday). I enjoyed, enjoyed from a safe distance, a distance enforced by Morey the short order cook and part-owner if one of his car-hops was in need of such protection, guys hitting on me with their silly lines. I think they must have learned their lines from some junior high school boys’ lav wall where they are etched for eternity, and eternal use, because after a while I could almost recite the lines back to them. A couple of times I went out, quietly went out, with a guy but that just didn’t work out since he was married, very married (with two kids) which he told me about on our third or fourth date after we had spent a torrent night over in Mechanicsville at the hotel, motel, no tell The Dew Drop Inn. Torrent since that was first time I let a guy have me in the Italian manner, back door, look it up, after he really got me going. Funny he said he learned it from his wife, who before they were married said she would only let guys do it that way because she wanted to be a virgin on her wedding night. Strange. But I still get wet thinking about that night and, usually on a first date I will insist that a guy only go that far, if I let him get that far, that is.

Then one night, one slow Thursday night ( a slow night even in summer since everybody was saving their burger and shakes money, with tips, I hoped, for the weekend and the prospect of , well, I am no prude, the prospect of getting lucky, sex lucky, okay), Johnny, dreamboat Johnny, came in, came in alone, came in his sedate-looking Pontiac. Probably his father’s on loan I thought since it showed no souped-up signs. I waited on him, took his order (cheeseburger, medium well, no ketchup, no onions, fries, and a cherry Coke, large), left to put in the order, returned with it from the cook station and placed the tray on his front door window. I gave him the bill for two dollars and some change; he paid me and added a generous dollar tip. Like always, like always except he didn’t give me any snappy come on line like every other single guy that evening, didn’t say anything except a manly mannerly thank you, I appreciate the service, a thank you like it meant something to him to say thank you in just that way.

Like always, as well, my usual friendly service except I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He was beautiful; or rather he had beautiful, meaningfully beautiful, blue eyes which made the rest of him beautiful too. (A fellow car-hop, who had waited on him on previous occasions, said it better perhaps, he had “bedroom eyes.”) I watched him as I waited on other customers wondering what he was all about, wondering why he didn’t make a pass at me when I thought I distinctly gave the impression that I was Johnny make-a- pass-able. Okay I practically unhooked my halter to show my stuff as I passed him his trap. Nothing. He finished his order and left. He came back several times over the next couple of months after that, sometimes I waited on him (usually the same order, always the same generous tip, and always with me having a big sign on me saying “make a pass, brother, brother, make a pass, you’ll be glad you did” –nothing), sometimes one of the other girls would beat me to him.

I had pretty much given up on my Johnnie boy, figuring that he was either married like that other guy I dated on the job (although I am no prude and would have still given him a tumble and no back door stuff either, first date rule or not), on the run, a homosexual, or something because, frankly, no guys had ever said that I was hard to look at. And I wasn’t. Especially in my car-hop uniform (in summer a halter and short shorts which showed off my long legs to advantage) that made more than one guy think bedroom thoughts. Still many nights, and not just nights when he came in, I would toss and turn over him, and maybe do some other things too, some private things with my hands , okay, before going to sleep.

Then one night, late afternoon really, Carla, my closest car-hop friend told me that she had heard that Johnnie (who she was interested in too and put out a bigger “make a pass, buddy” sign out than I did when she waited on him) worked for his father over at the John Cain& Son law office near Smith Street downtown. She said that she was going to go over there the next afternoon before work and take her chances to see if he would bite when she was not in uniform. I panicked.

The next morning about nine o’clock, still tired from the last late night shift I was sitting in the law offices of John Cain &Son when Johnny came walking in the office door. I turned red, beet red, when he looked at me, looked at me not recognizing me at first and then something clicked and he said something like he didn’t know Adventure Car-Hop had a take-out service. We laughed and then I turned red, beet red again. I froze, froze for a moment, realizing this was all wrong, that he was not all that interested and was just being polite to a dumb cluck and then just ran out of the office. What a foolish thing, what silly high school kind of thing to do, although later that afternoon as I was getting ready for work I was glad I at least tried, tried for the brass ring. And that…

Oh, sorry, I hear a honk outside and I have to leave now. I have to leave because Johnny said he would pick me up at eight so we can celebrate our first anniversary together. I can’t stay out late because I have an early class tomorrow but he insisted we celebrate tonight. See, my foolish girlish stunt at the office touched something in Johnnie, something that his lawyer’s mind (first year law school student actually which explained a lot) said “needed further investigation” (I am quoting him now). That night, really morning, just before closing, he showed up at the restaurant , waved off the charging Carla, and just sat there, not saying a word until I came over to his car, took his order (same old, same old) except this time he said and I quote- “I’ll wait for you until you finish work, alright?” And that night he and I both got our ashes hauled. And my itch for Johnny calmed down for a day or two, well, a day.

Monday, November 12, 2012

From The Pen Of Joshua Lawrence Breslin- Reflections On A Birth Of Rock And Roll Night-Take One


Rock and roll was (is) big, sweaty cities, hot time summertime and the living is easy cities, New York-sized outlandish skyscraper to the stars cities, Chicago big windy, sloppy hog butcher to the world cities, seven hills rolling to the golden pacific wash and Japan seas great American west night San Francisco cities, sprawling sun-sweated, be-fogged, brown hills and all swish and swirl coreless arroyo Los Angeles cities, be-bop cities okay, kids sitting around Washington Square, Central Park, Union Square, Lincoln Park, Grant Park, Russian Hill, Telegraph Hill, Golden Gate Park, Venice Beach, Santa Monica pier, Malibu surf run, name your square, park, hill, beach, run, what the hell is a run, or be square, be-bopping away, waiting, waiting impatiently, waiting out of their shoes, blue suede Carl Perkins shoe or not, maybe fearful Pat Boone, Pat Boone!!! white bucks, whatever, impatiently for the big freeze red scare (hell, no far away, big freeze red scare right down in big city New York Foley Square and dead commie Rosenburgs, stalinite jews for god’s sakes, why did they do it, Hollywood Ten cinematic villains writing up some Malibu night mare scenes to scare young children, future golden boy perfect wave surfers, to death Chi town Wobblies turned red never getting over Haymarket 1886 and doing hard time in Joliet, Longshoremen Harry Bridges and golden gate breach) cold war night to turn warm and provide some fresh air to breath, to breath a not parentcoppriestteacherauthority, not air raid shelter, head down, ass up breathe.

Clapping hands by twos and threes as some bopping horn, or better sexed-up sax, parent wary too sexed-up sax, make of that what you will, always sax wails, whales, wales, away with that big beat, beat down, beat around, beat six- ways-to- Sunday (the day exactly), some guitar riff out of Les Paul or some jazz Charlie Christian saint, maybe some Ike Turner Rocket 88 turbo-blast, trying to make sense of that off-beat Bill Haley and the Comets Rock Around The Clock beat that framed, hell, beat to hell that silly Asphalt Jungle j. d. (juvenile delinquent for the clueless squares, jack-rollers, corner boys, whip chain-slashers for those in the know also looking for that freeze to thaw in their own coping way) movie seen down at the Majestic on that cool off Saturday popcorn afternoon. Stag (stag, meaning no girl, not solo, but with full corner boy regiment in tow), later, intermission later, seeing she, Public School 63 sweet Madonna and then to Eddie Cochran Sitting in the Balcony,Zooey (maybe jewish and no madonna, no frozen irish Catherine Madonna, Muffy wasp Madonna , Rita italian Madonna , Greta german Madonna thing, thank god but not caring not caring a fig just following that Zooey ivory bath soap, could it be perfume smell that has hooked guys since, well Adam), and off to private upstairs balcony screenings.

Later, maybe four o’clock later, strolling (got to learn how to get the hang of that damn thing, the stroll, if you want to hang on to Zooey, boy) off to Schrafft’s corner lunchroom and quarters for jukebox, endless cadges; play this and that six, twelve, infinite times. And our father, Elvis, Elvis, all shakes, shiver, making girls, making Zooey (he heard) sweat (and Zooey, cool bath soap smell Zooey does not sweat even in sweaty New York/Chi Town/Frisco/LA LA land cities) and do things up in cloistered rooms (so he heard) when they (boys they in case you didn’t figure that out) ran Mr. Sam’s ragged looking for just the right look, and old Mr. Mack too benefited selling combs, gels, and six other things, except correctives for two left feet.

Rock was (is) small Podunk towns, every boy knows every girl (and maybe desires each too although that would cause a scandal in monogamous protestant-driven podunk), small , sweaty towns and villages, hell, one street main street crossroads down in Texas, pass throughs for Greyhound buses and oil tankers, summertime and the living is easy crossroads, Podunk outlandishly named towns, Boise, Helena, Ponticello, Big Sur (before the invasion), Olde Saco filled with French-Canadian boys calling out the songs in patois French (no Arcadia here), be-bop (okay, half be-bop towns, dusty old towns soon, how soon, to be de-populated by every boy and girl and off to the big sweaty rock and roll cities). Kids sitting around the village green, the fourth of july bandstand, the monument to the civil war, maybe on ocean edge towns down some salty beach, be-bopping away, waiting, waiting just like big sweaty city waiting ,for the big freeze red scare (hell, no far away, they ran those pink, red NAACP guys, white guys, students making strange noises, right out of town, right onto those Trailways buses, one way, pronto) cold war night to turn warm and provide some fresh air to breath to breath a not parentcoppriestteacherauthority, not air raid shelter (or under old time mahogany inkwell desks for real Podunk towns), head down, ass up breathe.

Clapping hands by twos and threes as some bopping horn, or better sexed-up sax, parent wary too sexed-up sax, make of that what you will, always sax wails, whales, wales, away with that big beat, beat down, beat around, beat six- ways-to- Sunday (the day exactly), some guitar riff out of Les Paul or some jazz Charlie Christian saint, maybe some Ike Turner Rocket 88 piano turbo-blast, trying to make sense of that off-beat Bill Haley and the Comets Rock Around The Clock beat that framed, hell, beat to hell that silly Asphalt Jungle j. d. (big city juvenile delinquent for the clueless squares, jack-rollers, corner boys, whip chain-slashers for those in the know also looking for that freeze to thaw in their own coping way) movie seen down at the Bijou (imitation big city Majestic, really doubling for Sunday morning pancake socials too), on that cool off Saturday popcorn (popcorn addicted same as in sweaty cities) afternoon. Stag (ditto, cities, maybe corner boys, some innocent when you dream Mama’s Pizza parlor corner, maybe no), but later, intermission later, seeing she, Olde Saco South Junior High School, for example, (no blank big city Public School X number here) sweet Madonna (same as big city on that) and then to Eddie CochranSitting in the Balcony, Betty (or Jane, Mary, nothing as exotic as big city, maybe jew, big city Zooey) and off to private upstairs balcony screenings.

Later, maybe four o’clock later, strolling (got to learn how to get the hang of that damn thing, the stroll, if you want to hang on to Betty/Jane/ Mary, boy) off to Doc’s corner drugstore and quarters for jukebox, endless cadges, play this and that six, twelve, infinite times. And our father, Elvis, Elvis, all shakes, shiver, making girls, making Betty (he heard) sweat (and Betty, Zooey-like, cool Betty does not sweat even in sweaty summer midday corn-picking fields) and do things, universal do things, private girl things, up in cloistered rooms (so he heard) when they (boys they in case you didn’t figure that out) ran the Sears catalogue (and Ma) ragged looking for just the right look, and old Doc and his fuddy-duddy drugstore with odd medicines for sick people what-a- drag- to-be-old-and- it- ain’t- never- going- to- come- to- that- for- me benefited selling combs, gels, and six other things, except correctives for two left feet.

Rock was (is)…

Bradley Manning Seeks Plea Deal by Stephen Lendman

Bradley Manning Seeks Plea Deal
10 Nov 2012
police state

Bradley Manning Seeks Plea Deal

by Stephen Lendman

Plea bargains are sought or accepted for lesser sentences on charges faced. Innocent victims take them if offered. They know potentially what they face against hardball prosecutors wanting blood.

If convicted on all or most serious charges, Manning faces potential life in prison. In America, innocence is no defense. Thousands languish unjustifiably in gulag hell. US prisons are some of the worst.

Manning's lawyer, David Coombs notified the military court that he'll plead guilty to some charges. It's more a partial plea deal than a traditional one. More on that below.

The Bradley Manning Support Network (BMSN) asks, "When did exposing truth become a crime in America?" It's criminalized when government rogues want uncomfortable truths kept secret.

Manning is an American hero. He's a courageous Army intelligence analyst turned whistleblower. Harry Truman once said:

"When even one American - who has done nothing wrong - is forced by fear to shut his mind and close his mouth, then all Americans are in peril."

The National Security Whistleblowers Coalition (NSWBC) is an alliance of whistleblowers. Sibel Edmonds founded it in August 2004. It's independent and nonpartisan. She serves as president.

Its members include "current or former federal employees or civilians working under contract to the United States who, to their detriment or personal risk, bring to light fraud, waste, and abuse in government operations and agencies when such improprieties compromise the national security of the United States."

At perhaps the most perilous time in world history, exposing vital truths takes on greater importance than ever. A legion of Bradley Mannings is needed.

Exposing government criminality involves great risk. Failure to do so assures unaccountability and greater crimes. America is the world's leading rogue state. Criminals run it.

They're waging war on humanity. Human survival is at stake. Stopping them is top priority.

Manning exposed snippets of US criminality. Doing so harmed no one. It got him in trouble. In May 2010, he was arrested in Iraq on suspicion of passing on classified material to WikiLeaks. A Pentagon statement said:

"The Department of Defense takes the management of classified information very seriously because it affects our national security, the lives of our soldiers, and our operations abroad."

Then Defense Secretary Robert Gates lied. He called the leak "potentially dramatic and grievously harmful....The battlefield consequences of the release of these documents are potentially severe and dangerous for our troops, our allies and Afghan partners…."

Unmentioned were multiple US imperial wars, lawless occupations, exploitation of people and resources, crimes of war, against humanity, and genocide, as well as millions of noncombatant civilians killed, injured, or otherwise harmed.

Whistleblowers like Manning deserve praise, not prosecution. They're heroes. They're America's finest. They risk great personal harm to expose vital truths everyone needs to know.

Exposing crimes or intent to commit them deserves highest praise. America equates it with treason, subversion, or terrorism.

Manning faces 22 counts under America's Espionage Act. He's also accountable under Articles 92 and 124 of the Uniform Code of Military Justice (UCMJ). They include aiding the enemy. It's a potential capital offense.

Prosecutors said they won't seek the death penalty. Manning could face life in prison. Possibly it would be without parole. He and Julian Assange received Nobel Peace Prize nominations.

On February 1, 2012, the Movement of the Icelandic Parliament (MIP) nominated Manning for the Nobel Peace Prize. They felt compelled to recognize his important contribution to world peace.

MIP's letter to the Nobel Peace Prize Committee in part said:

"We have the great honor of nominating (Manning) for the 2012 (award)."

He stands accused of leaking documents revealing "a long history of corruption, war crimes and imperialism by the United States government in international dealings."

The evidence "should never have been kept from public scrutiny." They document crimes of war and against humanity."

"Citizens worldwide" are indebted "to the WikiLeaks whistleblower for shedding light on these issues, and so I urge the Committee to award this prestigious prize to accused whistleblower Bradley Manning" for displaying the highest form of courage at great personal risk.

On October 2, Manning's lawyer, David Coombs, moved to have all charges dropped without prejudice. He cited constitutional and Uniform Code of Military Justice (UCMJ) violations.

The Sixth Amendment requires "the right to a speedy and public trial….by an impartial jury….and to be informed of the nature and cause of (all charges); to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have" legal counsel assist in defense proceedings.

UCMJ calls for trial within 120 days of restraint and arraignment. When a service member is placed in pre-trial confinement, "immediate steps shall be taken" to inform the accused of all charges, proceed with trial, or dismiss the case entirely.

The Rule for Court Martial (RCM) 707 also calls for trial within 120 days from arrest to arraignment to assure speedy trial proceedings. By the time Manning's trial begins on February 4, he'll have been incarcerated for nearly 1,000 days.

Willful delay prevented him from being tried earlier. Doing so was unjustified, unconscionable, and illegal. Coombs said:

"The Convening Authority, therefore, is just as much at fault for the lack of a speedy trial as is the prosecution."

"The Convening Authority abandoned any attempt to make an independent determination of the reasonableness of any Government delay request."

"Instead, the Convening Authority operated as a mere rubber stamp by granting all delay requests."

The Pentagon ordered Manning's trial delayed. Generals wanted time to punish him ruthlessly. He was isolated in solitary confinement for nine months and imprisoned in pre-trial detention for around 900 days.

In confinement he was subjected to brutal, inhumane treatment. Despite being a model prisoner, he was declared a "Maximum Custody Detainee." Doing so subjected him to the harshest possible treatment.

BradleyManning.org said "Evidence shows (a) three-star general ordered (his) unlawful, brutal treatment." Brig commanders followed Pentagon orders.

Constitutional and US statute laws were violated. So was UCMJ's Article 13. It prohibits pre-trial confinement conditions "any more rigorous" than what's minimally needed to ensure the accused appears for court hearings.

Coombs uncovered emails that "reveal everyone at Quantico was complicit in the unlawful pretrial treatment, from senior officers to enlisted soldiers."

Military officials lied. They claimed Manning was placed on special "prevention of injury" watch for his own protection. Brig psychiatrists called his treatment unjustified.

Bradley Manning Support Network attorney Kevin Zeese said emails made public "now make all previous assertions by Quantico and Pentagon officials that they were simply following procedures to keep Bradley Manning safe patently ridiculous."

Retired Army Col. Ann Wright added:

"The revelation that a Lieutenant General would order the mistreatment of a fellow soldier in violation of the UCMJ leaves me aghast."

"This general, and those who obeyed his orders to mistreat whistle-blower Bradley Manning while he was held in pre-trial confinement, must be held accountable. If not, the entire military justice system fails all members of the military."

Manning was subjected to the following harsh treatment:

• isolation for 23 hours a day;

• one hour alone outside in an isolated room; he was shackled, allowed to walk in circles, and returned to his cell the moment he stopped;

• extremely limited activities overall;

• prohibited from exercising;

• directly and by video surveilled constantly;

• barred from accessing any news or other information;

• forced to respond to guard inquiries almost every five minutes all day;

• awakened at night for being out of full view; he was curled up under very uncomfortable blankets;

• denied a pillow and sheets; and

• for weeks subjected to forced nudity; he was kept that way at night and outside his cell mornings for inspection; military officials lied; they claiming it was to prevent him from injuring himself.

The Pentagon exerted great pressure to break Manning emotionally. He hung on courageously throughout his entire ordeal. Obama threw Manning under the bus.

He defended his lawless treatment. He said it met basic standards. He left unexplained gross human rights violations. Coombs said Manning's constitutional and statutory rights were "trampled on with impunity."

On November 7, Coombs posted the following information on his web site:

"PFC Manning's Offered Plea and Forum Selection"

"PFC Manning has offered to plead guilty to various offenses through a process known as 'pleading by exceptions and substitutions.' "

"To clarify, PFC Manning is not pleading guilty to the specifications as charged by the Government. Rather, PFC Manning is attempting to accept responsibility for offenses that are encapsulated within, or are a subset of, the charged offenses. The Court will consider whether this is a permissible plea."

"PFC Manning is not submitting a plea as part of an agreement or deal with the Government. Further, the Government does not need to agree to PFC Manning's plea; the Court simply has to determine that the plea is legally permissible."

"If the Court allows PFC Manning to plead guilty by exceptions and substitutions, the Government may still elect to prove up the charged offenses."

"Pleading by exceptions and substitutions, in other words, does not change the offenses with which PFC Manning has been charged and for which he is scheduled to stand trial."

"PFC Manning has also provided notice of his forum selection. He has elected to be tried by Military Judge alone."

In other words, Coombs made this offer for Manning. In return, he hopes more serious charges will be dropped or lessened. He awaits word from the court. If willingness is expressed, a traditional plea bargain may follow.

Spokesman for the Bradley Manning Support Network Nathan Fuller said it's "very premature" to speculate whether prosecutors will show leniency. Given how harshly Manning's been treated, it appears a long shot at best, but can't be ruled out.

Manning is world renown. Many distinguished figures and others support him. Pentagon officials may decide to make it appear they're showing some leniency.

Trial proceedings are expected to last six weeks. Manning chose to be tried by a military judge alone instead of a jury of military officers. Nothing will be known for sure until the judge rules. He has marching orders and will do what he's told.

Coombs said Manning will plead guilty to lesser charges alone. Perhaps by late November, some indication of court sentiment will be known.

Law Professor Eugene Fidell represents defendants in court-martial case. He was puzzled by Coombs' move. He said it's unusual to plead guilty without benefit of a pretrial agreement assuring something in return.

At the same time, Manning hopes court leniency may follow. Cooperating to save government time and expense may help.

It's hard to know after authorities invested enormous effort and expense to make an example of him. At issue is deterring other whistleblowers. Going soft might encourage them.

At the same time, playing hardball may encourage fighting back. Manning supporters are enraged about his harsh treatment. If he's imprisoned for decades or life, they won't be silent.

Retribution will be on the minds of many. Above all, supporters want justice. Manning's been afforded none so far. It's highly unlikely he'll be treated fairly. Police states rarely show leniency and never say they're sorry.

Stephen Lendman lives in Chicago and can be reached at lendmanstephen (at) sbcglobal.net.

His new book is titled "How Wall Street Fleeces America: Privatized Banking, Government Collusion and Class War"

http://www.claritypress.com/Lendman.html

Visit his blog site at sjlendman.blogspot.com and listen to cutting-edge discussions with distinguished guests on the Progressive Radio News Hour on the Progressive Radio Network Thursdays at 10AM US Central time and Saturdays and Sundays at noon. All programs are archived for easy listening.

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Workers Stand Up to Walmart

Workers Stand Up to Walmart
18 Oct 2012

When a torrent hits an obstacle that refuses to give, it either flows around or over the obstruction. When workers’ needs for a living wage, fair treatment, and a voice are damned up by an oppressive employer, it is only a matter of time before they find a way of asserting their strength.
Testament to this truth are the strikes at Walmart, the first such actions against the retail behemoth in its 50 year history. The movement began in June when guest workers went on strike to expose forced labor at Walmart’s supplier C.J.’s Seafood in Louisiana. Walmart was fined $250,000 and compelled to suspend its contract with the company. This was followed in September by a strike at a similar warehouse in Inland Empire, California. On this actions’ heels came a three week strike at a warehouse in Elwood, Illinois that receives 70 percent of the chains’ imports. Thirty-eight workers walked out over the retaliatory firing of their co-workers for organizing activity as well as concerns over safety. Standing strong together got results. All workers were reinstated with three weeks back pay and safety concerns finally began to be acted on.

Encouraged by this unprecedented victory, the chink in Walmart’s armor began to rapidly expand. At several stores in Pica Rivera, California, workers walked out over management’s attempts to silence them with retaliatory actions against those who spoke up for better conditions. This quickly spread to 28 stores across 12 states.

Walmart’s public reaction to these developments has been to dismiss them as “publicity stunts.” However, an October 8th internal memo, intended only for salaried employees, reveals a very different attitude. It advises management on how to discourage workers from taking collective action while also telling them to avoid disciplinary action against employees who engage in walkouts, sit-ins, or sick-outs because of its legal consequences. Since Walmart employees have filed 20 unfair labor practice charges with the National Labor Relations Board (NLRB) within the last 8 weeks because of retaliatory practices, and that striking against such retaliation is legally protected, it is clear that the company’s tops are attempting to adjust their anti-worker tactics. They are, for the moment, feeling compelled to advocate a more cautious approach to recent developments rather than encourage the arrogant manner of dealing with workers that Walmart management is known for.

The strikes against Walmart’s treatment of workers have been a long time coming. Because pay and hours are so bad, employees rely on $2.66 billion in government help every year, or about $240,000 per store. Eighty percent of Walmart store workers are using food stamps. They are subject to unpredictable schedules and having their hours cut in order to avoid being paid benefits. In addition, employees have numerous safety concerns and are frequently treated disrespectfully by management higher ups.

So resolute is the company’s hatred of Labor that when a store’s employees in Quebec Canada voted to join a union, Walmart closed it down. The main issue for these workers was not wages and benefits, but only to have regular predictable work schedules.

While the majority of Walmart’s employees live in poverty, six members of Sam Walton’s (the founder of Walmart) family are worth more financially than the bottom 30 percent of the U.S. population. Sam Walton alone makes more than all Walmart’s wage employees combined and Walmart is the nation’s biggest employer.

It was this kind of inequality and conditions faced by workers that spurred the creation of the union movement. However, the United Food and Commercial Workers (UFCW) and others have so far been unable to organize Walmart’s workforce.

Initial attempts went by the letter of the law. Once a majority of the employees signed cards to join a union, the NLRB would take six weeks to set up elections so that the workers would be forced to vote again for joining a union. This six week period allowed management to go on an anti-union offensive, holding captive meetings and finding other ways to intimidate the workforce.

Consequently, playing by the rules of this game rigged in favor of the employers has failed repeatedly. In addition, organizing on a one-store-at-a-time basis was a shaky strategy because Walmart has already demonstrated that it would rather shut a store down than have it go union. The company is large enough to afford such a sacrifice.

The UFCW went on a campaign with other community groups in an attempt to block the building of Walmart stores in various cities. The hope was that by making such trouble for the corporation, its owners would rather allow unionization than deal with the UFCW as an opponent to its expansion efforts. While there was some limited success, this strategy left Walmart’s workers powerless and did not amount to much more than a nuisance in the face of the corporation’s massive funds.

It became clear that a new approach was necessary to take on a giant like Walmart. Consequently, the UFCW helped to found “Organization United for Respect at Walmart” (OUR Walmart) and the United Electrical Workers formed “Warehouse Workers for Justice” (WWJ). The unions provide advice and material support for these loose networks composed both of current Walmart workers and their supporters. However, it is up to the membership to determine their own activity. Unlike unions, they do not have the right to bargain with the employers on the employees’ behalf.

On the other hand, they are not subject to the NLRB’s election laws that favor corporations. A minority at a workforce can take concerted collective action as long as this action is over an unfair labor practice such as retaliation by the employer.

There are great limits to what this form of organization can accomplish on its own. Taking action over wages and benefits, for instance, is off limits. Even more important, it becomes more difficult to take strike action that shuts off the spigot of profits for an employer since that requires shutting down operations by the involvement of the entire workforce, and organizing community supporters in massive picket lines. Without this option for workers, employers are less likely to give in.

But the example of strong wins by organizations such as OUR Walmart and WWJ help to pave the way towards wider unity among the workforce and unionization. They help to chip away at the fear workers have in standing united against an employer like Walmart. For instance, WWJ organizer Leah Fried reported that after receiving back pay for their strike in Elwood, Illinois an envious co-worker who had not gone out said he now wished he had done so.

Because OUR Walmart and WWJ are organized on a national basis, they can also open up the road for a union drive on a national scale. Walmart has shown that it is willing to close a store rather than have it go union. However, it cannot afford to do this if a majority of workers from dozens of its stores are signing up.

The conditions and wages that Walmart workers currently are subjected to have created a downward pressure for retail employees and the entire working class. The recent actions of these workers in defense of their own interests, on the other hand, can reverse this pressure and lift the living standard up for all.

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To see how you can contribute to this development visit:
OUR Walmart at http://forrespect.org/ and Warehouse Workers for Justice at http://www.warehouseworker.org/ and be prepared to take action on Black Friday, November 23, 2012.
Videos/Photos-Boston Veterans For Peace March On Veterans Day
12 Nov 2012
Boston, Mass.-Nov. 11, 2012:
About 150 members of Veterans For Peace and their
supporters marched behind the official pro-war
Boston Veterans Day parade.
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Boston, Mass.-Nov. 11, 2012:
About 150 members of Veterans For Peace and their
supporters marched behind the official pro-war
Boston Veterans Day parade.
The organizers of the official pro-war Boston
Veterans Day parade, as in years past, will not permit Veterans For Peace to march in the main parade, so VFP members march several blocks behind the official parade--the reason: the pro-war veterans organizations do not believe that the 2 words-
"veterans" and "peace" fit together.
The march started on Boston Common at 1pm, led by the Leftist Marching Band, and then proceeded down Boylston and Tremont Streets to the applause of the many onlookers.
The VFP march ended at Faneuil Hall where a very moving and inspired speakout against war took place.
To see 2 videos of the VFP march and rally, click on these 2 Youtube links:
Main march and speeches:
http://youtu.be/a5WPNflV9uA

Susan McLucas speaking on wiki-leaks whistleblower Pvt. Bradley Manning, plus her singing a song about him:
http://youtu.be/p805oZrfMTI

To view more photos, click on this link:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/protestphotos1/sets/72157631984949762/detai/
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From The Pen Of Joshua Lawrence Breslin-Getting The Bad Guys 1950s Noir Style

                                           

Let’s say a clean-cut, some would say righteous, detective, a public employee detective, a cop, working for cheap dough but with some kind of white knight thing about honest work, honest cop work, and getting rid of crumb bum criminals fouling up the city streets, in any case not the usual private dick, like Phillip Marlowe, tilting at windmills for cheap dough too but maybe a roll in the hay with some femme, who is not subject to the vagaries of fearing for his pension or loss of revenue from his cut of the kickbacks, that people most filmnoirs takes on the big city, hell maybe the Naked City, bad guys, the connected guys, the big combo guys, and gets much grief for his efforts.

Let say that this guy, again going against type, the cynical seen it all, done it all, third degree shining lights, knuckle rapper boy with big fists and an off-hand truncheon types down at the precinct nervous about shaking down Aunt Millie for coffee and cakes just in case she is c-o-n-n-e-c-t-e-d that people the real cop houses of this world, was ready to stick his neck out, stick it way out, for not enough dough just, just because, maybe he has been working the case for years, was within an inch, maybe less, of putting the jigsaw puzzle together and making a big name for himself knocking off that big bad combo , and just because maybe the bad guys need taking care of so people in that big city could breathe a little, maybe not have to watch their backs every time they went out that big city door to that big city street and face that big city grift. Let’s say, oh let’s say the guy’s tough fisted do-gooder, knows how to take a punch, a rabbit punch too, still stand up to the dips, and move on. Yah, let’s do that.

Let’s say the bad guys, the big city bad guys were led by a guy named Brown, although everybody knows, everybody who counts knows, that the bad guys, the street bad guys are not some waspy-sounding named guys, some been here since sixteen hundred and something, some uptown swells pinching nickels and dimes down in the gutters, but ethnic types, Kellys, Ricos, Slezaks, and the like, cheap street, maybe down from that just mentioned gutter, growing up types who, well, who scratched and clawed their ways to the top, and who had certain habits, certain, well, unfriendly habits like torture, intimidations, and occasional murder in their resumes to keep the cops, the other low-life, and the average citizen tied- up, tied- up bad. Let say this Brown guy , really Larry La Rosa to give him a real street ethnic name, from big city lower east side, starting out as nothing but a hustler first pool for walking around money, then running numbers for Big Lou (the late Big Lou and you know, or you should know, how he became RIP) to buy his first suits and white shirts, then the girls (taking a little choice piece off the side just to keep them in line, walking daddy in line just to show them who was boss, who they belonged to) and that first big Cadillac, then dope, never touching the stuff himself, alright had the rackets tied-up tight, tight as a man could have a thing tightened up with no loose ends (or just a couple, nothing substantial) because his technique, his beautiful technique, for keeping low-life power, was to break a man (or woman) to his will, one way or another, and if that didn’t work, well, have one of his boys (you know damn well he had his scrambled egged soldiers working cheap looking for their first suits and white shirts) take matters into his own hands. Let say this Brown’s operation was strictly cash, strictly no heavy ledgers, and no traceable bank accounts, and no fingerprints either. Let say this guy is king of the hill and move on.

Let’s say that good cop and that bad guy wind up in a life and death struggle to see who, or what, is going to control the Naked City. Let’s say that a beautiful blonde, an upscale blonde, tired of well-mannered, predictable Mayfair swell guys, looked for some unnamed thrills, some bad guy kicks, although it is not always blondes looking for such thrills, before returning to marry that next door neighbor stockbroker and some adulterous affairs, entered into the picture and that the cop and the bad guy are both staking claims to this beauty. Let’s say this beauty actually likes a little rough stuff from a man, doesn’t mind a few slaps as long as it doesn’t show, and maybe has some other fugitive desires that those Mayfair swells wouldn’t dream of fulfilling but are right up old Brown’s street thug alley. Let’s say fugitive bad guy kicks can only take a girl, a beautiful blonde girl made for symphonies and sonatas, so far and move on

Let’s say that this bad guy is really bad, ready to move might and main to keep his place at the top of the heap, and not afraid to waste half the known world to keep his little secrets secret, including using those previously mentioned little trifecta tricks, torture, intimidation, murder that he has perfected . Let’s suppose that that ethereal blonde, that blonde made for easy castles and downy billows got fed-up with bad guys, with guys who weren’t afraid to slap her around a little once too often just to keep her in line, and cried copper, good copper, or wanted to. Let’s suppose that the source of the bad guy’s secret, an inconvenient ex-wife who got in the way on his way up, turned up after some smooth good cop detective work, not without its own set of false leads. And let’s suppose the bad guy’s world kept getting smaller and smaller, made smaller and smaller by that relentless cop (and some perfume scent he couldn’t get out of his system once that blonde stirred his emotions), small enough for even him to holler uncle.

Then you would have a classic 1950s film noir, grainy black and white in true B-flick glory, like The Big Combo complete with suitable 1950s noir be-bop, slightly beat down, beat around music, by some sainted high white note blower, blowing Gabriel’s horn, suitable gritty feel (wash your hands after watching), and superb framing shots to remember this one. And that blonde, a blonde to disturb your dreams, a blond to disturb a good cop’s and a bad guy’s dreams, walking in some be-fogged night back to Main Street, not alone.


From #Un-Occupied Boston (#Un-Tomemonos Boston)-What Happens When We Do Not Learn The Lessons Of History- The Pre-1848 Socialist Movement-Marxism And The Jacobin Communist Tradition-Part Two -"Blanquism" ("Young Spartacus" March 1976)

Click on the headline to link to the Occupy Boston General Assembly Minutes website. Occupy Boston started at 6:00 PM, September 30, 2011.

Markin comment:

I will post any updates from that Occupy Boston site if there are any serious discussions of the way forward for the Occupy movement or, more importantly, any analysis of the now atrophied and dysfunctional General Assembly concept. In the meantime I will continue with the “Lessons From History ’’series started in the fall of 2011 with Karl Marx’s The Civil War In France-1871 (The defense of the Paris Commune). Right now this series is focused on the European socialist movement before the Revolutions of 1848.

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An Injury To One Is An Injury To All!-Defend The Occupy Movement And All Occupiers! Drop All Charges Against All Occupy Protesters Everywhere!

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Fight-Don’t Starve-We Created The Wealth, Let's Take It Back! Labor And The Oppressed Must Rule!
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A Five-Point Program As Talking Points

*Jobs For All Now!-“30 For 40”- A historic demand of the labor movement. Thirty hours work for forty hours pay to spread the available work around. Organize the unorganized- Organize the South- Organize Wal-Mart- Defend the right for public and private workers to unionize.

* Defend the working classes! No union dues for Democratic (or the stray Republican) candidates. Spent the dough instead on organizing the unorganized and on other labor-specific causes (good example, the November, 2011 anti-union recall referendum in Ohio, bad example the Wisconsin gubernatorial recall race in June 2012).

*End the endless wars!- Immediate, Unconditional Withdrawal Of All U.S./Allied Troops (And Mercenaries) From Afghanistan! Hands Off Pakistan! Hands Off Iran! U.S. Hands Off The World!

*Fight for a social agenda for working people!. Quality Healthcare For All! Nationalize the colleges and universities under student-teacher-campus worker control! Forgive student debt! Stop housing foreclosures!

*We created the wealth, let’s take it back. Take the struggle for our daily bread off the historic agenda. Build a workers party that fights for a workers government to unite all the oppressed.

Emblazon on our red banner-Labor and the oppressed must rule!

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Marxism And The Jacobin Communist Tradition-Part Two -"Blanquism" ("Young Spartacus" March 1976)

EDITOR'S NOTE: With this series Young Spartacus makes available for our readers a contribution presented by Joseph Seymour, a Spartacist League Central Committee member, at the mid-January Spartacus Youth League West Coast educational conference held in Berkeley. "Marxism and the Jacobin Communist Tradition," reproduced from the verbal presentation with a minimum of editorial abridgement, seeks to debunk the academic/New Left view of Marxism as a self-contained derivation from Hegelian philosophy by reaffirming the shaping influence of the experiences, programs and world-views of two generations of revolution­ary militants who sought to fuse the bourgeois-democratic revolution with an egalitarian collectivist social order. The first part, featured in our Febru­ary issue, discussed the Great French Revolution and the legacy of its in­surrectionary and most radical wing, upheld by the revolutionaries Babeuf and Buonarroti.
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The history of the French revolu­tionary movement after the overthrow of Napoleon Bonaparte is the history of the polarization of the left opposition to royal absolutism into its bourgeois conservative, revolutionary democrat­ic and communist component of revo­lutionary democracy, which simultane­ously was transformed through proletarianization.
The two key dividing lines were the successful revolution of 1830 and the Lyons silk weavers’ insurrection of 1834.

Now, at the beginning of this period, 1815, the left opposition to the Bourbon Restoration had three main tendencies. First, the liberal bourgeoisie, whose economic policy was laissez faire, whose power base was the very re­stricted parliament based on a limited franchise, whose political program advocated not democracy but rather an extended franchise and certain rights, and whose main leadership was the wealthy nobleman Lafayette.

Second, there were the Bonapartists, who were mainly centered in the army and whose program was roughly na­tional populism. Until Bonaparte died in 1821, they stood for the restoration of Bonaparte: "Let's kick these for­eigners and their lackeys out of France." Revolutionary nationalism. But they were not committed to eco­nomic laissez faire; they could make certain populist appeals to peasant economic protectionism, and in that sense were even demagogically to the left of the liberals.

Then there were the revolutionary democrats, who in this period (1815-1820) were almost exclusively limited to the student population of Paris. And the vanguard was a small group of revolutionary democrats who, being il­legal, took over a masonic order and named it the Friends of Truth, whose leader was a rather reputable and important figure named Saint Amand Bazard.

These three forces united in their mass on two occasions: the Carbonari Conspiracy of 1821-23, where they were defeated, and the revolution of 1830, where they were in a military sense victorious. But that victory split those component parts asunder.

Carbonari Conspiracy

I will just say a few words about the Carbonari Conspiracy, which was important. First, it had a genuinely mass character, encompassing at its height probably 80,000 activists. In France every revolutionist who was mature, and even some who were not mature, was a member of the Carbonari. It provided the first revolution­ary experience for that generation. The 17-year-old Louis Auguste Blanqui had his first revolutionary experience in the Carbonari and his later secret organizations were modeled on the Carbonari—only cells of three and only one person in the three knew anyone in the cell above, so one had a hier­archy which sealed off the leadership from the base.

In 1821, in response to the gains of the liberals in parliament, the Bourbons moved to the right and rewrote the parliamentary laws. The liberal bour­geois opposition in effect said, "Well, we have no choice but to engage in insurrection." They contacted the radi­cal students and the disgruntled Bonapartists and even democrats in the army, organizing a conspiracy whose main strategy was the subversion of the army. The Carbonari Conspiracy, thus, was a democratic mutiny in the army, financed and organized by the liberal bourgeoisie, utilizing the stu­dent radicals, each seeking to manipu­late and utilize the other.

But the army, in the absence of a general social crisis, was isolated and sufficiently loyal to the regime that the Conspiracy did not work. When someone would say, "Psst, you want to join?," he would get turned in and would be executed. So there was a whole series of executions and abortive mutinies.

The suppression of the Carbonari had a significant effect but, interesting­ly enough, the various forces involved maintained a kind of good will toward each other. They drifted apart. The liberal bourgeoisie went back to parlia­mentary game-playing. The student-based revolutionary democrats, how­ever, did something interesting. They decided to do some fundamental re­thinking of political doctrine, and they soon discovered an eccentric nobleman named Saint-Simon, who actually died about the time they began reading his works.

Discovery of Saint-Simon

Saint-Simon was not a socialist, he was not associated with the revolution­ary movement, but rather he was a technocrat who believed in state eco­nomic planning. He inherited the En­lightenment tradition. He said, "Capi­talism is obviously irrational, production is obviously ungoverned, and I can think of fourteen different ways to improve the economy, but there has to be some kind of centralization."

So Saint Amand Hazard and his cir­cle for a couple of years read this material and came out as the first socialist organization with a revolu­tionary democratic tradition. They were not an odd sect; they actually had experience in revolutionary poli­tics and a real sense for political power.

Saint-Simonism, therefore, was the first politically significant socialist tendency, although Owenism in Britain, by a very different process, was also achieving a semi-mass character. Saint-Simonism also spread through Germany—one of Marx's high-school teachers was a Saint-Simonian social­ist—and was the first basic socialist doctrine to penetrate the continent.

While one tends to think of early socialist movements as being very primitive, in fact Saint-Simonism was the most technocratic of any socialist doctrine, not the most primitive. And it reflected the close organic ties between the radical democrats-cum-socialists and the liberal bourgeoisie, which at that time was very alienated from the state apparatus held by the Bourbons, who believed that they were living in the seventeenth century. So, certain elements of bourgeois techno­cratic socialism tended to penetrate these circles and became quite faddish. Only in a later period, with mass agitation, were the traditions of Jacobin communism rediscovered.

Revolution of 1830

Now, the next time the left opposi­tion to the Bourbon regime unified for insurrectionary action they were suc­cessful ... much to their surprise. In the limited parliament, despite the various laws, the liberals were still gaining and finally won a majority. Then the king decided to pull a coup
d’état and declared, "We are dissolving parliament, and we are having total censorship of the press."

Some journalists, among them Louis Auguste Blanqui, although he was not a leader, said, "We refuse.' We protest.'" Some of them were arrested, and the cops knocked on the doors.

It was the spark that was needed to set off the Parisian masses. Among them were all these Bonapartist army officers, who were much better than the French army of the day, which had been purged to make it impossible for France to conquer the other countries anymore. After three days of street fighting, the French army was defeated, decisively driven out of Paris.

Now this should have been, as the radicals and the Saint-Simonians ex-pected the beginning of the second French Revolution. Hazard, the leader of the Saint-Simonians, went to his old friend Lafayette. As the historic leader of the liberal opposition Lafayette was now head of the de facto state power, the so-called National Guard, which was the military arm of the bourgeoisie in Paris. And he said, "Look Lafayette, this is my program, it's a communist program. You be a communist dictator, and we'll support you." And Lafayette stared at him.

Then the liberal pretender—the king's cousin—visited Lafayette along with a banker named Lafitte; Lafayette says, “I am a republican"; the liberal pretender exclaims, "So am I"; and the banker says, "Look, you don't want a lot of trouble." So Lafayette says, "Okay," and they went out—there's a famous kiss of reconciliation in front of the masses of -Paris. When the republicans cried "Betrayal!," they were beaten up and suppressed.

So the French Revolution simply led from an attempted absolutist mon­archy to a somewhat more liberal one, although becoming increasingly re­pressive, in which the Parisian masses and particularly the left—the left wing of the left wing being Saint-Simonian socialists—rightly felt themselves betrayed. It took approximately five years for the new regime to consolidate itself, and the period between the revolution of 1830 and the great repression of 1835 was a continued series of attempts, some of them having a mass character, to carry the revolution of 1830 to a successful conclusion.

The first phase of the struggle, spearheaded by the organization called the Society of the Friends of the People, was simply leftist insurrections in Paris. They felt that the masses would never accept this king, and every couple of months they would rally the students, whatever artisans they could collect, and some disgruntled soldiers and simply attack the state. Blanqui was the vice president of the Society of the Friends of the People and was arrested for student agitation. This is for the SYL: in case anybody puts down agitating on campus, you can point to Blanqui, who never thought that agitating on campus was beneath his dignity.

Buonarroti and the Continuity of Revolutionary Jacobinism

Now, by 1832 the revolutionary democrats had gotten a little bloodied, and they formed another organization with a somewhat longer range and propagandistic purpose, called the So­ciety of the Rights of Man. This was the first mass democratic organization in which revolutionary communists were a serious contender for factional power and the first revolutionary or­ganization which intersected and in a certain sense led the mass organiza­tions of the pre-industrial proletariat.

During 1832-34 in the Society of the Rights of Man there were two factions. The orthodox Jacobin faction republished Robespierre's writings, Robespierre's "Rights of Man," and could be called revolutionary bourgeois democrats anticipating social democ­racy. And the other faction, the out­right Jacobin communist faction organized by Buonarroti, also claimed the same historic tradition. The 1833 program of the agents of Buonarroti within the Society of the Rights of Man declared:

"All property, movable or immovable, contained within the national territory, or anywhere possessed by its citizens, belongs to the people, who alone can regulate its distribution. Labor is a debt which every healthy citizen owes to society, idleness ought to be branded as a robbery and as a perpetual source of immorality."

[—Louis Blanc, History of Ten Years, 1830-1840}

And it was through the Society of the Rights of Man that Buonarroti in the last four or five years of his life was able to intersect a new revolutionary • generation and win them to the tradi­tions of Jacobin communism.

Class Battles at Lyons

Now, after 1832, the scene of the major revolutionary battles in France shifts to the provincial industrial city of Lyons, which was the main concen­tration of the pre-industrial French working class concentrated in the silk industry, which was producing for the world market. In 1831, as a result of a wage struggle, they had a demonstra­tion, the bourgeois National Guard attacked them, and they attacked back. The army vacillated, because after the revolution of 1830 the army was a little wary of going against the people—they had gone against it and lost. The weavers took over the city, but they had no ulterior political motives. They said, "Here, we don't want the city, you can have it back." So then, of course, the army came in and smashed them.

The silk weavers, however, were or­ganized in a pre-industrial union known as the Mutualists. At the same time there were these burgeoning bourgeois-democratic-cum-communist propa­ganda groups in Lyons which sought to intersect the Mutualists. The leadership of the first unions were not socialists or revolutionary democrats but rather traditionalists heavily influenced by the clergy. It was only through a long period of struggle that the revo­lutionary democrats and the commu­nists among them were able to pene­trate the organizations of the pre-industrial working class and to win the masses.

The relationship between the So­ciety of the Rights of Man and the silkweavers1 union has been described by Louis Blanc, the leading socialist historian writing in the 1840's in his History of Ten Years:

"We have said that a considerable num­ber of Mutualists had entered the Society [the Society of the Rights of M an] but they had done so as individuals, for as the Mutualists societies con­sidered collectively and in its tendency, it is certain that in the period in ques­tion, it was governed by a narrow corporate spirit. Above all, it was bent on preserving its industrial physiog­nomy, its originality, and all that con­stituted for it a situation apart amongst the working classes. No doubt, there were amongst it men exalted above their feelings. But these men did not constitute the majority, all whose in­terests might be summed up in in­creased wages for silk weavers. The influence of the clergy, moreover, over the class of silk weavers in Lyons has always been rather considerable. Now the following was the spirit in which was exercised this influence, of which women were the inconspicuous but ef­ficient agents. The clergy, beholding in the manufacturers but liberals and skeptics, had felt no inclination to damp a disposition to revolt which animated the workmen against them. But at the same time it urged the latter to distrust the republican party but taking advantage of its sympathies. Now this was in fact precisely the conduct to­wards the Society by the leaders of Mutualism; for while they suffered themselves to be charged with repub­licanism, and availed themselves against the manufacturers in the popu­lar diatribes of the Glaneusse [the republican press] they spared nothing to deaden the republican propaganda in the lodges."

Communist Ideology and Proletarian Struggles

The famous dictum of Lenin [in What Is To Be Done?] that socialist ideology must be brought to the proletariat from without is not a programmatic statement. It is not even a theoretical statement. It is an in­disputable historical fact.

The communist movement has a prehistory, and the mass economic organizations of the proletariat have different prehistories. The communist movement arose out of the left wing of the bourgeois-democratic movement and, in its earliest phases, its mass base was essentially the young intel­lectuals concentrated among students. The mass economic organizations of the working class go back to the earli­est mercantilist period, and their earli­est natural leaders tended to be the clergy. The communist movement" arising out of the democratic movement and the trade unions emerging out of the artisan guilds intersect, and the workers movement is shaped by that intersection. But at every point there is a deep ideological struggle between the revolutionary democrats or social­ists and the Catholic priests in France, or the Russian Orthodox priests in Russia, or the Methodists in England.

As a result of their experiences the leaders of the Mutualists, who were traditionalists and monarchists, appealed to the king and sought reforms, but at every point they were thwarted. Then in 1834 the Orleans monarchy attempted to totally suppress the left opposition, mainly the political opposition, with the so-called Law of Associations, which banned all associations. While these laws were mainly directed at political associations, they also affected the economic organizations of the workers.

So the Lyons silk weavers said, "You attempt to ban our organizations and we will fight." And they fought. There was a mass meeting, jointly called by the Society of the Rights of Man and the silk weavers' union and appealing to
other workers organizations in Lyons; they called a mass demonstration in April, 1834. When the army attempted to suppress the demonstration, the greatest revolutionary violence in France between the revolution of 1830 and those of 1848 occurred in Lyons-six days of fighting, in which hundreds, mainly silk weavers, were killed.

The leaders were repressed in a so-called "Monster Trial," in which both the political left opposition, including virtually all the leaders of the Society of the Rights of Man, and the leaders of the silk weavers were charged with conspiracy and insurrection and were imprisoned. After 1834 Lyons was a Red City for three decades; every com­munist tendency, Buonarroti, Blanqui, Cabet, had an organic base among the silk weavers in Lyons—until the in­dustry essentially disintegrated in the 1860's. But it didn't begin that way.

Blanqui-Insurrectionary Communism

Blanquism as an identifiable doc­trine is a product of the suppression of open insurrectionary activity culmi­nating in the so-called "Monster Trial" of 1835. Blanqui had been a revolu­tionary activist since the age of 17. He had fought in all the street battles and had been decorated for his role in the revolution of 1830 by the new king. Until 1833-34, however, he was simply one of the boys, in no sense distinguish­able, except by his personal courage, from three or four dozen other revo­lutionary democrats.

In prison between 1832 and 1834 he became a communist, but without par­ticular doctrinal sophistication. He al­ways pooh-poohed attempts to describe the nature of communist society. In prison he developed not the goal of communism, which as I said always had a very general characteristic, but strategic conceptions which were so radically different than those of his contemporaries that they constituted a new and distinct political tendency.

Blanqui asked himself two questions. First, why have all of the insurrections since 1830 failed? And second, why did the revolution of 1830, which succeeded in a military sense, also fail, bringing into power a regime which was at best only quantitatively less reactionary than the regime the masses had replaced?

Blanqui rejected the French revolutionary model which had inspired
Buonarroti: you begin with a bloc with the liberals or even the constitutional monarchists, and then you have the gradual radicalization of the revolu­tion. Historical experience had proven impossible the replication of the ex­perience of the French revolution, that is, the gradual radicalization begin­ning with a broad unity of all the op­ponents of the existing regime and then narrowing it down.

Instead, Blanqui insisted that com­munists must overthrow the government and directly rule. So he created what was in fact a secret army: the army was secret from the authorities, and the leadership of the army was secret from the ranks. He organized secret societies, such as the Society of Fam­ilies and later, in the late 1830's, the Society of the Seasons.
In order to enter one of these so­cieties, you were asked questions and you had to give the right answers, the revolutionary catechism. This is the catechism of the Society of the Families, 1836:

"What is the people? The people is the mass of citizens who work. What is the fate of the proletariat under the govern­ment of the rich? Its fate is the same as that of the serf and the Negro. It is clearly a long tale of hardship, fatigue and suffering. Must one make a political or social revolution? One must make a social revolution."

[—Samuel H. Bernstein, Blanqui and the Art of Insurrection]

You answer those three things correct­ly, and three years later you'll be fighting it out with the army in the streets of Paris.

The Society of the Seasons was not only a French organization; it had a German appendage, which for the his­tory of Marxism is important. There was a large German population in Paris in the 1830's, heavily artisan. In Paris there was the so-called German Re­publican Party which contained all of the democrats. A man named Theodore Schuster, who by some curious coincidence was a friend of Buonarroti, formed a faction in the German Republican Party, split the party and from that split arose an organization called the League of the Just. When Buonarroti died in 1837, Blanqui inherited his con­stituency and formed a military bloc with the League of the Just, at that time a handful of communist intellectuals and a base of German artisans.

So, one nice spring day in 1839, a thousand Frenchmen and Germans, largely artisan, met for their routine military exercise in downtown Paris. But this time Blanqui and his lieutenant Barbes walked up and said, "Gentlemen, we are your leadership, and this is it!" They broke into a gun­smith shop, and for the next couple of days they were fighting a very surprised French army.

How did Blanqui recruit this relatively large number of people willing to just walk into the streets of Paris and start shooting? In a certain sense, he didn't. Blanqui rallied the militant wing of the broader revolutionary democratic opposition, which in general tended to be of the plebeian social background. At his trial Blanqui was the only one who was a bourgeois. Everyone else, there were 30 some odd, were all either artisans or shopkeepers. They had nothing to lose.

This indicates an essential aspect of Blanquism which in a certain sense is the key to this talk. Blanquism was the intersection of two currents. On one hand, Blanquism represented the extreme militarist wing of the bourgeois-democratic revolution whose tactics, concepts and whose method of recruit­ment were conditioned by the existence of a broader bourgeois-democratic movement. On the other hand it also represented the nascent collectivist instincts and impulse of the plebeian and particularly urban artisan masses. If one liquidates that dialectical tension, one cannot understand Blanquism. And if one fails to understand Blanquism, then one cannot comprehend this entire period.

To be sure, the Blanqui/Barbes uprising of 1839 was a pure putsch. But Blanqui remained tied to the bourgeois-democratic revolution; he proposed a revolutionary provisional government which contained himself and his lieu­tenants, but also one of the leading democratic oppositionists who knew nothing about the putsch. He said, "This is the government, we take power, you're the president." Blanqui assumed that if he overthrew the state, then the more cautious, conservative bourgeois democrats would go along with him, and, moreover, would also be easily won to communism.

In a certain sense Blanqui was right. The king really wanted to execute Barbes, the Blanquist leader who was captured first; it was only fear of a mass insurrection and mass violence if Barbes and Blanqui were executed that prevented it. So that even though this was a pure putsch, it was pro­foundly popular, and the execution of these two revolutionaries would have been not only in the mass unpopular but also not in the interest of the liberal bourgeoisie: the Blanquists had the protection of the bourgeois democrats on the grounds that the revolutionary communists can be used, as in 1830. One is not talking about the Weather-
men. - One is talking about an insur­rectionary act under conditions of severe repression.

Blanqui spent the 1840's in jail. Blanquism as an organized phenomenon disappeared. If you knew the right Paris cafes in the 1840's, you could walk in and somebody would come up to you, start talking, ask for money to buy guns and say, "Well, do you want to come to a meeting?" Dispersed revolutionary activity.

Marx had great respect for Blanqui. He certainly is the only figure in the 19th century who stands comparable to Marx. He was, however, critical and in some ways contemptuous of Blanqui's conceptions of organization.

In the early 1850's Marx wrote a scathing attack on the typical Parisian revolutionary conspirator in the form of a book review ["Review of A. Chenu's 'Les Conspirateurs'," in Saul K. Pad-over, Marx on Revolution]. And Marx said, "Oh, you're a bunch of Bohemians, declassed intellectuals, declassed pro­letarians, easily penetrated by the cops, tending to lead a dissolute life-style." Marx was very prudish, a very straight guy.

What distinguished Marx was his in­sistence that the communists must be tied to the workers—not simply the ex­ceptional workers who were prepared to become professional revolutionaries —the mass of the workers through their established organizations. So that's the negative aspect of Blanquism which quite early on Marx rejected. But in the only two revolutionary situations in which Marx was involved during his lifetime—the Revolution of 1848 and the Paris Commune—Marx and Blanqui were forced together, and Marx on both occasions had to break with right-wing allies.

So, whatever his failing Blanqui insisted, again and again, on certain fundamental truths: namely, that one cannot build communism simply through cooperative bootstrap opera­tions, which were very popular in that period; that you cannot establish com­munism unless the communists wield state power; and that the bourgeoisie is not going to establish a stable par­liamentary democracy in which the communists could establish their con­stituency and by that means take over the government.

Engels, in a much later critique of the Blanquists, observed that Blanqui was a man of the pre-1848 period. But in some ways he was also a man of the post-1914 period—Blanqui above all grasped the centrality of the revolu­tionary overthrow of the state.

Sunday, November 11, 2012

Observaciones particulares Manning apoyo formulada por un orador en el Día del Armisticio Smedley Butler, Brigade (Día de los Veteranos) Observancia En Boston-11 de noviembre 2012
Bienvenidos todos y cada uno y estoy contento de poder estar aquí para esta importante lucha. La
Brigada Smedley Butler de Veteranos por la Paz se yergue en la solidaridad y la defensa de los soldado Bradley Manning y su lucha por la libertad de sus carceleros, los militares estadounidenses.
Ahora por lo general cuando llegue ante un micrófono o estoy en una marcha que estoy gritando al cielo sobre alguna injusticia. Recientemente fui llamado estridente por alguien y cuando se trata de la lucha contra las guerras de este país, la lucha por la igualdad social y económica, y por la libertad de nuestros presos políticos de hecho estoy estridente. Pero estoy buscando algo hoy algo importante para mí personalmente, por lo que voy a tratar de bajar la temperatura un poco-lo que quiero, como tú, para recién reelegido presidente Obama a perdonar a Bradley Manning, así que será bueno, o tratar ser.

Bradley Manning es en cierto sentido la persona del cartel para todos los que han luchado en contra de las guerras de la última década. Él está acusado de presuntamente haber filtrado información sobre los crímenes de guerra estadounidenses y otros asuntos de interés público a Wikileaks. Nosotros, y no estamos solos en esto, no veo la denuncia de irregularidades en actividades tales como un delito, sino como un acto humanitario elemental y servicio público. Soldado Manning ha pagado el precio por sus presuntos actos con más de 900 días de prisión preventiva y se enfrenta ahora a cadena perpetua por simples actos de la humanidad. Para permitir que el pueblo estadounidense sabe lo que tal vez no quería saber, pero debe saber que los soldados, los soldados estadounidenses, ir a la guerra algunas cosas terribles pueden suceder y hacer. Él también ha sufrido tortura a manos del gobierno estadounidense por su posición valiente. Nos hemos vuelto un poco habituado a los extranjeros ser torturado por el gobierno estadounidense en lugares como Guantánamo y otros lugares de agujeros negros. Incluso hemos llegado a ser algo habituado a los ciudadanos estadounidenses torturados y asesinados por el gobierno de Estados Unidos por aviones no tripulados y otros métodos. Pero sabemos, o deberíamos saber, que cuando el gobierno estadounidense es acusado de torturar a un soldado estadounidense por no sigue la línea de guerra luego nosotros, los ciudadanos privados están en serios problemas.

¿Por qué el soldado Manning necesita un indulto? ¿Se regala el orden de batalla o en la tabla de organización de las operaciones militares estadounidenses en Irak y Afganistán? No. ¿Le regalan el diseño de aviones y armas de este tipo? No. Al parecer simplemente sopló el silbato en algo que es un hecho difícil de crímenes de guerra por la guerra por parte de soldados estadounidenses a través de la liberación de la cinta Asesinato colateral y lo que se conoce como el Iraq y los registros de la guerra afgana. Esto es lo que el gobierno estadounidense había intentado con todas sus fuerzas para cubrir. Y lo que tenía que haber estado expuestos. Todos hablan de llevar la democracia, o construcción de la nación, o que tengan una guerra para acabar con todas las guerras, y el millón de excusas poco convincentes para la guerra palidecen ante la dura realidad de que en el fragor de la guerra la verdadera estrategia es matar y quemar y dejar que Dios clasificar a los inocentes de los culpables.

Eso es lo que soldado Manning expuesto. I, y estoy seguro de que muchos veteranos de otras guerras anteriores que veían o sabían de estas cosas y no hicieron nada al respecto, se alegra de que estas cosas estaban expuestos. Si no por otra razón soldado de primera clase Bradley Manning merece perdón presidencial por su servicio. Para asegurar que el evento instamos a todos a la rampa encima de sus esfuerzos en favor de Bradley firmando aquí o en línea en el sitio de la Red de Apoyo a Bradley Manning la petición al Secretario del Ejército para su puesta en libertad y llamar a / e-mail o escribir una carta a la Casa Blanca y la demanda de que el presidente Obama Manning perdón Privado.

Hemos estado llevando a cabo semanalmente stand-outs en Davis Square en Somerville fuera de los miércoles MBTA rojo de parada de la línea 4:00-17:00 y les insto a unirse a nosotros. O mejor aún iniciar Gratis Bradley Manning stand-out en su propio plaza de la ciudad. Gracias.
 
Workers Vanguard No. 1010
    12 October 2012

Free Bradley Manning!

U.S. Army private Bradley Manning, currently detained at Fort Leavenworth, Kansas, awaits a February court martial on nearly two dozen charges that include “aiding the enemy,” identified as Al Qaeda. The 24-year-old Manning, who was stationed in Baghdad as an intelligence analyst in 2009-10, was detained in May 2010 under allegations that he gave WikiLeaks the much-publicized video of an Apache helicopter gunning down two Reuters journalists and the Iraqis who tried to rescue them, with the pilots gloating over the carnage. Manning is also accused of distributing more than 250,000 State Department cables as well as military reports detailing the torture of Iraqis and documenting the killing of some 120,000 civilians in imperialist-occupied Iraq and Afghanistan. He faces penalties of up to life in military custody or even execution.

On July 27, Manning’s attorney David Coombs filed a motion to dismiss all charges on the grounds of unlawful pretrial punishment. During his prior nine-month detention at the Quantico Marine brig in Virginia, Manning was placed in solitary confinement under “prevention of injury” (suicide watch) status despite repeated protests by brig psychiatrists. He was forced to sleep with a “tear-proof security blanket” that caused rashes and rug burns while not protecting him from the cold. Forbidden from exercising in his cell, he was granted only 20 minutes of sunshine daily, during which he was shackled.

When Manning pointed out the absurdity of the suicide watch restrictions, he was vindictively forced to repeatedly stand naked at parade rest in view of multiple guards and suffered other penalties. Finally, in April 2011, he was transferred to Fort Leavenworth, where he is allowed to socialize with prisoners, walk around unshackled and keep personal and hygiene items in his cell.

By the time Manning reaches his February trial, he will have spent 983 days in pretrial confinement, awaiting “his day” in a court that has essentially declared him guilty while banning evidence that may prove his innocence. In July, the court refused to admit government “damage assessment” reports that would help him to refute the inflammatory charge that the WikiLeaks postings aided Al Qaeda. At the same hearing, the court refused to admit United Nations torture investigator Juan Méndez as a witness, the latest move by Manning’s persecutors to cover up the fact that his confinement has amounted to torture.

In a September 26 speech streamed into a UN panel discussion from the Ecuadorian Embassy in London, WikiLeaks founder Julian Assange described Manning’s time in captivity, emphasizing that this is part of the U.S. government’s attempt “to break him, to force him to testify against WikiLeaks and me.” Assange denounced the White House for “trying to erect a national regime of secrecy” by targeting whistle-blowers as well as the journalists to whom they pass information.

Indeed, the Sydney Morning Herald (27 September) reported that declassified U.S. Air Force documents confirm that the military has designated Assange and WikiLeaks as “enemies” of the state—the same legal category as Al Qaeda. The documents reveal that any military personnel who contact WikiLeaks or its supporters may be charged with “communicating with the enemy,” which carries a maximum penalty of death. Assange’s U.S. attorney, Michael Ratner, stressed the danger his client faces: “An enemy is dealt with under the laws of war, which could include killing, capturing, detaining without trial, etc.” The Obama administration has brought criminal charges against six government and military whistle-blowers, more than all the previous presidents in U.S. history combined.

If Bradley Manning was indeed the source of the leaks, he performed a valuable service to the working class and the oppressed worldwide by helping lift the veil of secrecy and lies with which the capitalist rulers try to cover their depredations. By persecuting Manning and WikiLeaks, the White House is sending the message that any such exposure will bring the most severe punishment. This only underscores that it is in the vital interests of the working class, in the U.S. and internationally, to take up the fight for Bradley Manning’s freedom.