Wednesday, January 23, 2013

Longshore Struggle Brews On Both Coasts


Mark VorpahlJanuary 15, 20130
It’s a familiar pattern: those on top of the economic ladder enjoy massive profits while expecting workers to sacrifice even more for the “greater good.”
This storyline weaves itself into every justification for anti-worker policies. From Washington’s potential Grand Bargain that would cut trillions from needed social programs, to the workplaces with their stagnating wages and declining benefits, those on top plead poverty to workers while stuffing their pockets beyond belief.
The argument is also currently being repeated by the giant multinational corporations that control the nation’s shipping ports.
Fortunately, the longshore workers are organized into powerful unions that have the ability to fight back against big business greed – something that was recently demonstrated at the port strikes in Los Angles and Long Beach, and which is now underway in the union negotiations happening at ports along the East Coast and at the ports in the Northwest.

Victory in Southern California

An impressive victory was achieved in Los Angeles last month as a result of an eight-day strike by the 800 members of the Office Clerical Unit of the International Longshore and Warehouse Union (ILWU) Local 63.
For two years the workers had been without a contract as a result of stalling by the Harbor Employer Association. The main issue on the table was job security: the employers were hiring more nonunion superintendents through attrition, outsourcing work to nonunion contractors elsewhere in the U.S. and overseas, and finding ways to get fewer employees to perform more work. The members of ILWU Local 63 wanted to put a halt to this not only to preserve their own jobs, but to have these jobs available for future generations.
After two years at the bargaining table, it became clear that the Harbor Employer Association was unwilling to move on the union’s issues. The membership was left with no choice but to strike. And it was Longshore solidarity that won the day.
Ten thousand dockworkers refused to cross Local 63′s picket line, leaving 10 of the 14 ports at Los Angeles and Long Beach at a standstill and $760 million a day of merchandise untouched.
The strike made the impact it needed to; suddenly, the Harbor Employer Association discovered that they were able to make more movement on the union’s demands in a few days than they had for the previous two years.
After eight days on strike, a tentative agreement was reached and later ratified by membership vote. The Harbor Employer Association’s attempts to outsource, at the cost of future working class jobs, hit an unmovable obstacle, resulting in a victory that demonstrates how taking collective action to shut down production can win.

Developments on the East Coast

On the East Coast, a different Longshore union is facing its own difficulties. The International Longshoremen’s Association (ILA) represents 15,000 union dockworkers at 14 ports from Maine to Texas. These ports handle 40 percent of all U.S. container cargo. The ILA is in negotiations with the United States Maritime Alliance Ltd. (USMX), an alliance of container carriers, direct employers, and port associates.
It has been 35 years since the ILA went out on strike. And at the end of December, it looked likely that this stretch was up. Dec. 29 was the final day of extended contract negotiations and the membership was ready to grab their picket signs.
The main point of contention was container royalties, a decades-old fee of $4.85 per ton of container cargo paid to the ILA membership. This is a significant amount of income that the workers take in. USMX insisted on reinstating a cap on this fee that the ILA had successfully fought to remove in the last two-year contract.
In an e-mail an ILA spokesman said the following:
“We let USMX defer $42 million of container royalty money to help pay for the $1.00 an hour increase that was due longshore workers — we, in essence, paid for our own raise —and now USMX wants the CAP back on. They got the benefit and now they want us to go backwards.”
On Dec. 28, ILA President Harold J. Daggett sent out a public announcement stating:
“I am pleased to announce that the ILA made major gains on the Container Royalty issue that will protect our ILA members. Consequently, we agreed to extend the ILA Master Contract by 30 days, beyond the December 29th deadline (because of the year-end holidays, the deadline of the new extension will be February 6, 2013).”
What these major gains are remains unclear, and George Cohen, director of the Federal Mediation and Conciliation Service is demanding that all parties keep their lips tight for now. Consequently, there is no telling how the next few weeks of negotiations will go.
The ILA membership does not have any reason to stand down from strike preparations. The moment for decision will come when the membership has a tentative agreement in their hands and has a chance to read the fine print, collectively discuss it and vote.
The only certainty is that they are more likely to get a good contract and avoid a strike if they are prepared to go on a strike that will choke USMX’s profit flow off.

 

 

Longshore Struggle Brews On Both Coasts: Trouble in the Northwest


Mark VorpahlJanuary 16, 20130
This is Part 2 of a two-part story on current longshore struggles in the U.S. Read Part 1 of the story here.
In the Northwest, at the terminals on the Columbia River, Puget Sound, and Portland, Oregon, the membership of the International Longshore and Warehouse Union (ILWU) are on the defensive against the Northwest Grain Handlers Association (NWGHA). The conflict involves nearly 3,000 workers at terminals that handle a quarter of the nation’s grain exports.
The NWGHA is demanding a long list of concessions that are in violation of the Pacific Maritime Association’s agreement, which is supposed to cover West Coast Longshore workers. These include extending shifts to 12 hours without overtime pay and hiring fewer union members to unload ships.
Perhaps worse, over the course of the five-year contract, employers will be free to hire scabs and toss the contract if there are three job actions or if fines of $1,500 per hour are not paid within 15 days for a work stoppage. It was such collective direct action by Longshore workers that created the union. The NWGHA wants no more of it.
How can the NWGHA get away with such proposals? Unfortunately, precedent was recently established for these concessions at the port in Longview, Washington.
This had been the site of a long, bitter fight with the grain exporting multinationals grouped within the Export Grain Terminal (EGT) who claimed they were under no obligation to run the new terminal with ILWU members. For decades the ILWU has worked the West Coast docks. The EGT was attempting to break the ILWU’s strength.
The NWGHA is demanding a long list of concessions that are in violation of the Pacific Maritime Association’s agreement, which is supposed to cover West Coast Longshore workers.
ILWU Local 21 put up an inspiring militant fight that attracted wide support from the Longview community and other unions and activist groups up and down the coast, including large numbers from the Occupy movement. Busloads of supporters were ready to demonstrate their solidarity and confront a Coast Guard escorted scab ship.
However, the ILWU leadership felt forced to distance themselves from these efforts out of fear of anti-labor laws that could come down heavily on the union in the event of such a confrontation. They were under tremendous pressure to come to a tentative agreement before the possibility of such an event, while the EGT was determined to strike a blow against the union.
Eventually, union recognition at the Longview port was won before the scab ship arrived. However, the contract broke from the Pacific Maritime Association agreement and some members have characterized it as the worst ever. Now the grain companies are trying to enforce the Longview concessions at other ports as well.
Unfair Stand Off
In the current battle a strike and an employer lock-out have been averted for now. Unfortunately, the Longshore workers are on the job under the NWGHA’s “last, best, and final offer” that 94 percent of the union’s membership voted down.
The employers have not responded to the ILWU’s offers to continue to negotiate. At this point, the union leadership’s strategy hinges on getting a favorable ruling from the National Labor Relations Board (NLRB). They will file unfair labor practice charges accusing the terminal owners of bargaining in bad faith and forcing new terms on them before contract talks reached an impasse.
There are great dangers with relying on this approach. Even with the most well prepared case, trying to resolve such Labor conflicts through the NLRB is always a crapshoot. For instance, the ILWU has recently been stung by a number of NLRB decisions that went against them. In addition, the wheels at the NLRB turn notoriously slowly, which is both difficult to bear and dangerous for workers forced to labor under a sub-standard contract.
Labor law and its government bureaucracy were set up to contain workers’ struggles ultimately for the benefit of big business owners. While it is necessary for unionists to utilize it since this legal code does provide some limits on corporate abuse, they cannot depend on it. When this setup prevents workers from fighting to win, it is necessary to defy it however possible.
For instance, the NWGHA is currently paying for scabs to stand by and be prepared to take over operations permanently in the event of a strike. Under U.S. labor law this is legal. However, if mass pickets are organized to prevent the scabs from crossing the picket lines and getting to the work sites, the legal right of the employers to use scabs is moot. The courts will always try to limit the number of pickets with injunctions so that scabs can easily enter the work place.
But, such court injunctions are not worth the paper they are printed on if there is enough worker/community support to turn out and build picket lines that can’t be crossed.
At the same time, it has been announced that there is a split in the NWGHA. Temco, a joint venture between agribusiness giants Cargill Inc. and CHS Inc., is continuing to employ Tacoma Longshore workers on terms of their last contract rather impose the voted down concessionary “last, best, and final offer.” Separate negotiations appear ready to get under way. If it were not for the ILWU’s ability to shut down the ports and the wide respect they have among working people in the Northwest, this would not have happened.
Challenging Anti-Worker Laws
An impending threat to a favorable resolution for the Longshore workers is the possibility of President Obama imposing a back-to-work order under the old contract in the case of a work stoppage. Such a measure would undercut the bargaining leverage of the union since the company’s profits would continue to roll in, if the workers chose to obey it.
President Bush issued such an order in 2002 when the Pacific Maritime Association (PMA) locked out ILWU Local 10 in San Francisco in a move that was intended to provoke federal interference. By bringing the membership back to work under these conditions, the PMA was free to use any anti-labor law in the books in an attempt to intimidate the union.
Such federal interference in labor disputes is allowed under the 1948 Taft-Harley Act, coined the “Slave Labor Act” by unionists at the time. This act outlawed many of the tactics the Congress of Industrial Organizations (a federation of industrial unions distinct from craft unions) successfully employed in the 1930s, such as solidarity or political strikes, secondary boycotts (industrial action by a union against a company on the grounds that it does business with another company engaged in a labor dispute), mass picketing and so on.
It also allowed states to pass “right to work laws” that outlawed closed union shops where all workers must join the union in order to maintain employment.
Taft-Hartley is only one of the most pernicious laws in a legal web meant to cripple workers’ collective efforts to improve their lives so that corporations can suck more profits out of them. The strike victory of the ILWU in LA and Long Beach managed to avoid these traps and shut down the docks. The ILA on the East Coast is negotiating with the threat of Taft-Hartley dangling over their heads. The Northwest ILWU Locals are being hit repeatedly with anti-labor laws that are tightly binding their ability to fight for a fair deal.
These laws must be defied when they prevent Labor from winning. However, the ability to do so cannot be done consistently by the ILA and the ILWU alone. These unions will have to reach out to other unions as well as to the community for support, explaining that the fate of their struggle will impact all working people. When a union negotiates a bad contract, other employers point to it as a way to convince their own workers to expect less. Conversely, when workers negotiate a good contract, other workers are inspired by their success and try to emulate it.
By reaching out to all working people, the Longshore unions can begin to create a movement that, if sufficiently massive, will have the power to defy court injunctions without suffering any penalties. Power will be in their hands.
Mark Vorpahl is a union steward, social justice activist and writer for Workers Action as well as Occupy.com. He can be reached at Portland@workerscompass.org.

Cover photo of a picket line during a longshoremen’s strike in the Northwest from Occupy.com.
Why We Defend the ILWU and All Workers
05 Jan 2013
In recent weeks, a showdown has loomed on U.S. docks between the shipping bosses and port workers that has rattled the capitalist ruling class. On the Atlantic and Gulf Coasts, the International Longshoreman's Association prepared to strike container shipping while the employers threatened to lock out 14,500 ILA members. On the West Coast, the grain shippers been demanding a giveback contract from the International Longshore and Warehouse Union (ILWU), which would effectively bypass the union hiring hall, slash workers' vital safety protections and gut union power. Yet in the midst of the Northwest grain battle, an Occupy activist Peter Little publishes an article vociferously arguing against the call to defend the ILWU. While posing as ultra-left, this policy if actually carried out would aid the employers who are hell-bent on destroying ILWU union power on the waterfront. And blaming sellouts on the nature of unions lets the bureaucrats off the hook. We in the Internationalist Group say: all those who stand with the exploited and oppressed must come to the defense of the ILWU in this fight. And that defense includes forthrightly opposing the capitulations and betrayals by the labor bureaucracy which sells out vital union gains in the vain hope of an impossible "cooperation" with capital, endangering the workers organizations they preside over.
Read the whole article at the Internationalist Group website: http://www.internationalist.org/whywedefendilwu1301.html .
See also:
http://www.internationalist.org/
http://www.internationalist.org/whywedefendilwu1301.html
Permanent Afghanistan Occupation Planned
13 Jan 2013
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Permanent Afghanistan Occupation Planned

by Stephen Lendman

America came to stay. Accelerated withdrawal claims reflect subterfuge. Washington officials and media scoundrels don't explain. Misinformation and illusion substitute for reality.

Reuters headlined "Obama, Karzai accelerate end of US combat role in Afghanistan."

"Obama's determin(ed) to wind down a long, unpopular war."

The New York Times headlined 'Obama Accelerates Transition of Security to Afghans."

Obama is "eager to turn a page after more than a decade of war."

"(B)eginning this spring American forces (will) play only a supporting role in Afghanistan."

The Washington Post headlined "Obama announces reduced US role in Afghanistan starting this spring."

Plans are "for a small troop presence in the country after the American mission formally ends there in 2014."

On January 11, Obama and Karzai's joint press conference was more surreal than honest. Duplicitous doublespeak substituted for truth.

"(T)ransition is well underway," said Obama. Plans are for Afghan forces to replace Americans. By yearend 2014, they'll "have full responsibility for their security, and this war will come to a responsible end."

At the same time, US forces will "continue to fight alongside (Afghans) when necessary." Obama didn't say what troop strength will remain.

Drone wars continue daily. US Special Forces and CIA elements came to stay. Search and destroy missions are prioritized.

By spring 2013, "our troops will have a different mission - training, advising, assisting Afghan forces. It will be a historic moment and another step toward full Afghan sovereignty."

"Afghanistan (has) a long-term partner in the United States of America."

It's Washington's longest war. Iraq and Afghanistan are its most costly ones.

Iraq boils out of sight and mind. Afghanistan rages. Experts agree. The war was lost years ago. It continues. Why US officials don't explain.

A previous article discussed Lt. Colonel Daniel Davis. He assessed conditions accurately. His 84-page unclassified report called them disastrous.

"How many more men must die in support of a mission that is not succeeding," he asked? His report's opening comments said:

"Senior ranking U.S. military leaders have so distorted the truth when communicating with the US Congress and American people in regards to conditions on the ground in Afghanistan that the truth has become unrecognizable."

"This deception has damaged America’s credibility among both our allies and enemies, severely limiting our ability to reach a political solution to the war in Afghanistan."

His classified report was more explicit.

"If the public had access to these classified reports," he explained, "they would see the dramatic gulf between what is often said in public by our senior leaders and what is actually true behind the scenes."

"It would be illegal for me to discuss, use, or cite classified material in an open venue, and thus I will not do so."

He traveled thousands of miles throughout the country. He spoke to US commanders, subordinates, and low-ranking soldiers. He talked at length with Afghan security officials, civilians and village elders.

What he learned bore no resemblance to rosy scenario official accounts. Insurgent forces control "virtually every piece of land beyond eyeshot of a US or International Security Assistance Force (ISAF) base."

Everywhere he visited, "the tactical situation was bad to abysmal."

Afghanistan's government can't "provide for the basic needs of the people." At times, local security forces collude with insurgents.

Davis hoped to learn something positive. He "witnessed the absence of success on virtually every level." One senior enlisted leader spoke for others. He hoped to get out alive in one piece.

Why war continues remains for Obama to explain. He dissembles instead.

Afghanistan is strategically important. It straddles the Middle East, South and Central Asia. It's in the heart of Eurasia.

Occupation projects America's military might. It targets Russia, China, Iran, and other oil-rich Middle East States. It furthers Washington's imperium. It prioritizes unchallenged global dominance.

China and Russia matter most. Allied they rival US superpower strength. Beijing is economically robust. Russia's nuclear capability and military pose the only threat to America's formidable might.

Russia is also resource rich. Its oil reserves are vast. Its natural gas supply is the world's largest. Expect neither country to roll over for Washington. They're a vital last line of defense.

More on Washington's plans below. A previous article discussed Afghanistan's troubled history.

In his book titled, "Freedom Next Time: Resisting the Empire," John Pilger addressed it, saying:

"Through all the humanitarian crises in living memory, no country has been abused and suffered more, and none has been helped less than Afghanistan."

For centuries, Afghans endured what few can imagine. Marauding armies besieged cities, slaughtered thousands, and caused vast destruction.

Great Game 19th century struggles followed. Wars, devastation, and deplorable human misery reflect daily life for millions. America bears full responsibility now.

Wherever US forces show up, mass killings, destruction and incalculable human misery follow. After over 11 years of war and occupation, Afghans perhaps suffer most of all.

Living conditions are deplorable. Millions remain displaced. Makeshift dwellings substitute for real ones. Little protection from harsh Afghan weather is afforded. People freeze to death in winter.

Dozens of children die daily. Millions have little or no access to clean water. Life expectancy is one of the world's lowest. Infant mortality is one of the highest. So is pre-age five mortality. Electricity is scarce.

Extreme poverty, unemployment, human misery, and constant fear reflect daily life. Afghans worry about surviving. Many don't get enough food. Forced evictions affect them. They lack healthcare, education, and other vital services.

Occupation related violence harms innocent men, women, children and infants. Civilians always suffer most. Washington prioritizes conquest, colonization, plunder and dominance. War without end rages. Human needs go begging.

Displaced Afghans lack virtually everything necessary to survive. Included are proper housing, clean water, sanitation, healthcare, education, employment, enough income, and sufficient food to avoid starvation.

America and Afghanistan's puppet government don't help. Karzai is a pathetic stooge. He's a caricature of a leader. He wasn't elected. He was installed. He's a former CIA asset/UNOCAL Oil consultant.

He's little more than Kabul's mayor. He's despised. He wouldn't last five minutes unprotected anywhere.

Afghanistan is the world's leading opium producer. During the 1990s, Taliban officials largely eradicated it. Washington reintroduced it.

Crime bosses and CIA profit hugely. So do major banks. Money laundering is a major profit center. An estimated $1.5 trillion is laundered annually. Around $500 billion reflects elicit drug money.

Obama lied about ending combat operations by 2014. America came to stay. Permanent occupation is planned. Washington's empire of bases reflect it.

During WW II, Brits complained that Americans were "overpaid, overfed, oversexed, and over here." They virtually everywhere now. Planet earth is Washington occupied territory. Bases vary in size.

They include large main operating bases to medium and smaller-sized ones. Covert ones supplement them. US Special Forces operate in over 120 countries. CIA elements are everywhere.

National sovereignty rights are violated. America's malevolent agenda is hostile. Public land is expropriated.

Toxic pollution, environmental damage, intolerable noise, violence, occupation related criminality, and unaccountability reflect Washington's presence.

It's hugely destructive. Afghanistan's dystopian hell reflects it. Status of forces (SOFA) agreements establish a framework under which US forces operate abroad.

They provide an illusion of legitimacy. Nations are pressured and bullied to accept what harms their national interest.

In his book, "The Sorrows of Empire: Militarism, Secrecy, and the End of the Republic," Chalmers Johnson explained SOFAs as follows:

"America's foreign military enclaves, though structurally, legally, and conceptually different from colonies, are themselves something like microcolonies in that they are completely beyond the jurisdiction of the occupied nation."

"The US virtually always negotiates a 'status of forces agreement' (SOFA) with the ostensibly independent 'host' nation."

They're a modern day version of 19th century China's extraterritoriality agreements. They granted foreigners charged with crimes the right to be tried by his (or her) own government under his (or her) own national law.

SOFAs prevent local courts from exercising legal jurisdiction over American personnel. Murder and rape go unpunished unless US officials yield to local authorities. Offenders are usually whisked out of countries before they ask.

America's total number of SOFAs is unknown. Most are secret. Some are too embarrassing to reveal. America has hundreds of known, shared, and secret bases in over 150 countries.

Johnson said they "usurp, distort, or subvert whatever institutions of democratic (or other form of) government may exist with the host society."

Their presence is troubling. Locals lose control of their lives. They have no say. There's virtually no chance for redress. Permanent occupations harm most.

America built city-sized Iraq and Afghanistan super bases. They weren't established to be abandoned. Washington came to stay. Both countries are US occupied territory.

Tens of thousands of private military contractors supplement military forces. Their skills range from technical to hired guns.

Obama suppressed Washington's agenda. Permanent occupation is planned. America came to stay. Abandoning what's strategically important won't happen. How much longer Americans will tolerate war without end, they'll have to explain.

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

His new book is titled "Banker Occupation: Waging Financial War on Humanity."

http://www.claritypress.com/LendmanII.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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http://www.dailycensored.com/permanent-afghanistan-occupation-planned-2/
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Aaron Swartz: Suicide or Murder?
17 Jan 2013
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Aaron Swartz: Suicide or Murder?

by Stephen Lendman

Advocates of online openness and freedom lost a committed champion. The Economist said to call him "gifted would be to miss the point. As far as the internet was concerned, he was the gift."

The Electronic Frontier Foundation called him an "Internet freedom rock star."

An official family statement called him "(o)ur beloved brother, son, friend, and partner….We are in shock, and have not yet come terms with his passing."

His "insatiable curiosity, creativity, and brilliance; his reflexive empathy and capacity for selfless, boundless love; his refusal to accept injustice as inevitable - these gifts made the world, and our lives, far brighter."

"Aaron’s commitment to social justice was profound, and defined his life. He was instrumental to the defeat of an Internet censorship bill; he fought for a more democratic, open, and accountable political system; and he helped to create, build, and preserve a dizzying range of scholarly projects that extended the scope and accessibility of human knowledge."

"He used his prodigious skills as a programmer and technologist not to enrich himself but to make the Internet and the world a fairer, better place."

"His deeply humane writing touched minds and hearts across generations and continents. He earned the friendship of thousands and the respect and support of millions more."

"Aaron’s death is not simply a personal tragedy. It is the product of a criminal justice system rife with intimidation and prosecutorial overreach."

"Decisions made by officials in the Massachusetts US Attorney’s office and at MIT contributed to his death. The US Attorney’s office pursued an exceptionally harsh array of charges, carrying potentially over 30 years in prison, to punish an alleged crime that had no victims."

"Meanwhile, unlike JSTOR, MIT refused to stand up for Aaron and its own community’s most cherished principles."

"Today, we grieve for the extraordinary and irreplaceable man that we have lost."

Lawrence Lessig is an academic, political activist, online freedom proponent, former University of Chicago/Harvard Law School Professor, and current Professor of Law at Stanford. He founded the school's Center for Internet and Society.

He knew Aaron as a friend and lawyer. On January 13, he headlined "Prosecutor as Bully," saying:

Whatever Aaron did wasn't for personal gain. He did what he thought right. JSTOR understood. "They declined to pursue their own action against Aaron."

They asked prosecutors to drop charges. "MIT, to its great shame, was not as clear."

Prosecutors took full advantage. They got the excuse they wanted to target Aaron. They wrongfully criminalized him.

"From the beginning, the government worked as hard as it could to characterize what Aaron did in the most extreme and absurd way."

It suggested he downloaded academic and scholarly articles for profit.

"But anyone who says that there is money to be made in a stash of ACADEMIC ARTICLES is either an idiot or a liar. It was clear what this was not, yet our government continued to push as if it had caught the 9/11 terrorists red-handed."

"Aaron had literally done nothing in his life 'to make money.' " Whatever he earned wasn't by intent.

"(W)e live in a world where the architects of the financial crisis, (notorious despots, and other scoundrels) regularly dine at the White House."

"(W)hy (was) Aaron labeled a 'felon?' " Prosecutors bled him dry. "(W)e need to get beyond the 'I'm right so I'm right to nuke you' ethics that dominates our time."

"That begins with one word: shame. One word, and endless tears."

A previous article questioned the official suicide story. It quoted Aaron extensively in his own words. It asked if he sounded like someone planning suicide.

He advocated online openness and freedom. He called information "power." He wanted it in the public domain. He wanted everyone able to share it freely and openly. Failure is "too high a price to pay," he said.

It's "outrageous and unacceptable," he added. Possessors of information are obligated to share it. They're morally bound not to "keep this privilege for (them)selves."

"(S)haring isn't immoral - it's a moral imperative. Only those blinded by greed would refuse to let a friend make a copy."

"Large corporations….are blinded by greed." Politicians are "bought off to back them." Legislation follows. It's immoral and unjust.

"There is no justice in following unjust laws. It’s time to come into the light and, in the grand tradition of civil disobedience, declare our opposition to this private theft of public culture."

Aaron advocated open access. He wanted information everyone has the right to know made public. Download them from scientific journals, he urged. Upload them to file sharing networks.

Make privatization of knowledge a thing of the past. He asked everyone to join him in a struggle for what's right. He did it because it matters.

He paid with his life. New York's medical examiner allegedly conducted an autopsy. He pronounced death by "hang(ing) himself in his Brooklyn apartment."

A previous article said lingering suspicions remain. Why would someone with so much to give end it all this way? Why would he throw it away?

Why was no private autopsy and forensic examination done? Why aren't questions raised about a potential coverup? Why isn't independently determined full disclosure demanded?

Prosecutors notoriously lie. Medical examiners help them. So do media scoundrels.

Did Aaron take his own life or was he murdered? America has a dark history of eliminating noted figures it wants silenced.

Aaron perhaps is the latest. His death raises obvious suspicions. He appears a victim of capitalist greed. His open access advocacy had to be silenced. What better way than by making murder look like suicide.

Was he drugged and then hanged? Was eliminating him planned long ago? Was it done to avoid protracted headline-making trial proceedings?

Many of Aaron's global followers would have reported them daily. Doing so would have revealed prosecutorial injustice. Dark forces perhaps decided not to risk it.

Prosecutors hounded him. His attorney, Elliot Peters, accused them of doing it to gain publicity. They cooked up alleged computer crimes against him.

They targeted his advocacy for what's right. They wanted him silenced. They wanted him put away for decades. They wanted him out of sight and mind.

They crossed ethical and moral lines, said Lessig. They did what they did because they can. They made him a martyr in the process. He's internationally recognized for fighting for what's right.

Internet freedom is at stake. In 2008, candidate Obama promised to "(s)upport the principle of network neutrality to preserve the benefits of open competition on the Internet."

As president he's waged war to destroy it. He wants open access advocates criminalized. He calls doing so investing in America's future. He wants censorship replacing First Amendment rights.

He and likeminded Washington extremists support an alphabet soup of federal and international freedom-destroying measures.

Various cybersecurity acts threaten constitutional freedoms. SOPA, PIPA, CISPA, ACTA, and TPP are stealth pro-corporate, anti-populist schemes.

Secrecy and misbranding conceal their harshness. Activists know what's going on and say so. At issue is unchallenged global corporate empowerment regulation free.

Internet freedom, popular rights, and national sovereignty are too important to lose. They're on the chopping block for elimination.

Profits alone matter. Compromising civil liberties is a small price to pay. So are public knowledge, privacy, and other fundamental rights free societies should champion. Democratic values are too important to lose.

Obama has other ideas in mind. Aaron and likeminded open access advocates challenged him. Doing so targeted him for elimination. Others are likewise threatened.

Doing the right thing is dangerous. Everyone involved is closely monitored. FBI, CIA and other national security files are maintained.

Lawless warrantless surveillance watches like Big Brother. Phones are tapped. Emails and other private communications are monitored, collected and stored. Stealth videos at times are used. There's no place to hide.

Doing the right thing is hazardous. America's unfit to live in. For many, it's dangerous. Other Western societies operate the same way. The best, brightest and most dedicated are targeted.

Some are marked for elimination. Odds suggest Aaron was one. A fitting epitaph should read killed by capitalist greed.

He's gone but by no means forgotten. Others continue his struggle for open access justice. Doing so is the only chance to have it. The alternative is too intolerable to accept.

A Final Comment

On January 15, Russia Today said Massachusetts federal court charges were dropped. Why pursue a dead man. A simple statement read:

"DISMISSAL"

"Pursuant to FRCP 48(a), the United States Attorney for the District of Massachusetts, Carmen M. Ortiz, hereby dismisses the case presently pending against Defendant Aaron Swartz."

"In support of this dismissal, the government states that Mr. Swartz died on January 11, 2013."

Omitted was full disclosure about how and most important why. Aaron was no ordinary Internet freedom advocate. His prominence made him a marked man. It cost him his life.

JSTOR didn't press charges. MIT pursued a civil suit. Repercussions remain ongoing.

On January 14, the global hacktivist collective, Anonymous, broke into MIT's website. It replaced its front page. A simple line read: "In Memoriam, Aaron Swartz."

A statement followed. It called the Justice Department's prosecution "a grotesque miscarriage of justice" and "a distorted and perverse shadow of the justice that Aaron died fighting for."

"We call for this tragedy to be a basis for a renewed and unwavering commitment to a free and unfettered Internet, spared from censorship with equality of access and franchise for all," it added.

Aaron grew up in suburban Chicago. On January 11, he died in his Brooklyn apartment. He was 26 years old.

On January 15, suburban Chicago's Highland Park Central Avenue Synagogue was filled to capacity.

Family, friends and supporters came to honor him. Taren Stinebrickner-Kauffman spoke for others, saying "Aaron wanted so badly to change the world. He wanted it more than money. He wanted it more than fame."

"When things are hard - and he said it is the important things that are hard - you have to lean into the pain."

Does that sound like someone planning suicide?

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

His new book is titled "Banker Occupation: Waging Financial War on Humanity."

http://www.claritypress.com/LendmanII.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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http://www.dailycensored.com/remembering-aaron-swartz/
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Free Lynne Stewart! (Image by Chistopher Hutchinson)

December 24th, 2012

This poster was created for Lynne by Christopher Hutchinson the day she went to prison. Note the smiling face of Mumia Abu Jamal in the corner as if to say: “Welcome to the ranks of political prisoner. We will stand together and fight until all are free.”

Message from Lynne for the New Year

January 16th, 2013
12/30/12; 7;05 pm
To All the Wonderful People who Love and Support Me;
We embark on the New Year with fear and trepidation of the trip ahead during the rolling months of 2013. We also carry the indefatigable hope of righteousness and struggle as we face those dread tentacles of Corporatism that will try to strangle us.
This is no easy task but I, for one, have always known this. Greed is an overwhelming motivation and seems to prevail among many more that the 1 % we have identified. It is so linked to fear that our population is all but immobilized.
That Said, I am happy to be engaging. I have some personal challenges–the newly discovered lymphatic cancer that I believe will now subject me to Chemotherapy. However, I have a strong sense of never allowing any such problem deter me from someday getting released and walking out under my own power to rejoin our struggle. My strong will !! The focus that all of you infuse me with !!
We also face a formidable challenge in getting my case before the Supreme Court. Will they deign to hear us ? Will we advance the sunlight or only increase the shadows on our Constitutional rights?? We can only strive to present our issues in the best possible way and “fight like Hell”. There is no predicting results but in prison HOPE is the only currency.
Finally, on a personal note, I am joyous over the return of our Doctor daughter, Zenobia, and her grand family to the City. (NY, of course). A courageous move for them but her roots go deep and Florida just couldn’t contain them. Also, happy about the January 12 tribute at Riverside Church for Ramsey Clark, my close friend and comrade. I hope many will attend.
As I now am counting down my 74th year (Ralph his 79th !) I continue to do work for the other women behind bars. I am trying to help a woman given only 6 months to live get compassionate release — she was turned down and then told they would allow her to go to hospice !! Her crime? “Harboring an Alien”– I’m outraged but then a lot outrages me… and I guess that’s why I am who I am . (smile).
Love Struggle,
Lynne

Lynne Stewart Speech at Ramsey Clark’s 84th Birthday (Audio)

January 18th, 2013
To listen to Ralph Poynter deliver Lynne’s speech, please click the following link: RAMSEY CLARK and IAC BDAY (MP3 format. Right-click to save)
Lynne Stewart’s Message for Ramsey Clark, January 12, 2013 (Presented by Ralph Poynter)
Ramsey Clark and I have known each other for a long time but we only became face to face and personal friends after 1994.
In the 60′s Ramsey represented government enforcement and I was very anti-government, so you can draw your own conclusions! By 1976, I had hung out my law practice shingle and he was once again a private citizen and a lawyer defender. I was aware of his worldwide work as an ambassador to less than popular regimes, his candidacy to the Senate and of some of his cases–Ruchel Magee and the action at the Alameda County court house, Leonard Peltier, the Branch Davidians in Waco, Texas.
However, it was not until 1994 that we embarked on our professional and personal relationship, which has now widened and deepened into something rich and fine.
The story of my meeting with Ramsey in 1994 is one that I have repeated often and love to tell. I had learned from a number of sources that a search was underway for a lawyer to represent Sheik Omar Abdel Rahman in his upcoming sedition trial (better known as the landmarks case). I got a call from Abdeen Jabarra at my office asking if he could bring by some of the materials and talk to me about the case. Apparently Ramsey had been approached by a concerned group of Egyptians here in America, because the Sheik was representing himself with the “help” of an appointed ex-US Attorney lawyer, and they believed it was less than desirable for trial. He was blind, unfamiliar with English and would require an interpreter and finally was unfamiliar with the legal/courtroom procedures. The point was also made to me that Sheik Omar was a person of extraordinary religious repute and integrity–a highly respected Muslim scholar, a PhD graduate, despite his handicap, from Al Aztar University in Cairo. We would be viewed with contempt throughout the middle east and the world if the progressive community in the US could not arrange to have him defended with one of our very best political lawyers.
Numerous candidates had gone to the jail behind the federal court and interviewed the Sheik. There was a very limited amount of money available to provide a retainer in a
case that was projected to last for at least 6 to 8 months and that was due to begin shortly. I too went down to speak to him–not sure at that point if I even wanted the case but out of respect for Ramsey and Abdeen, I went. Everyone knows that that first interview sparked the kind of attorney-client chemistry that was to last for the next fifteen + years, but on that day, I still wasn’t sure. I had a heavy schedule. I knew what a lengthy trial can do to a healthy law practice. Most importantly, I am a compulsive preparer with a great memory, who always knows the case before the trial, better than the agents and the prosecution, and I would have no time to do so in a case in which my co-counsel had been getting ready for months if not years. The Judge would grant no adjournments. I felt I just couldn’t do it. I remember going with my husband Ralph Poynter, to Ramsey’s beautiful loft office in the Village on a Saturday afternoon in November to tell him so. I learned that day what had made this man the dauntless and persuasive Attorney General of Selma and the South of the 60s. He listened to all my reasons patiently and then unfolded his long lean Texas frame to stand and to say “Lynne, you are the only one who can do this. There is no-one else. I know how difficult it is but if you are going past a burning building and there’s a little child in there, you can’t stop to say, I need my fireman’s boots, my fireman hat, my tools, my ladder–you know you have to save that little one. You must do your best. There is no choice. You are it.” Well, after Ralph murmured his concern about my safety — not a real
problem, except for the government — I accepted and was committed and have remained so ever since.
Ramsey Clark and Abdeen Jabara made up the rest of this “dream team” but I was lead counsel. The Judge, Michael Mukasey, a Zionist, gave us no quarter pre trial, during the trial or after, but we carried the fight. Ramsey and I had differences over trial tactics but committed as we were to client-centered representation, the final decision was always the Sheik’s. After the bitter ending of the trial, in which the defense was not allowed to be presented to the Jury (one of the few times I have wept in a courtroom), we still went forward. There was no question that we would continue our representation, but that Ramsey and Larry Shilling would take over responsibility for the appeal.
I can say with complete honesty that I have never had the good fortune to work with a better or more committed attorney than Ramsey Clark, and I have worked with many. He was always generous, always understanding, always brilliant. The next years saw a deepening of our regard for each other. The phone calls; the long distance visits, meetings with the persons who had been concerned initially about the Sheik’s representation; we did all we could to zealously represent him.
Faced thereafter with the devastating loss of the Appeal and the imposition of the Special Administrative Measures on the Sheik, by the government–we still went forward, although our agenda was limited. We realize now that the Prison Conditions first at Springfield, Missouri, and later in Rochester, Minnesota were tantamount to extreme solitary confinement. Our client deteriorated physically and mentally and we fought for him, including keeping him from being “disappeared” off the world political scene. Ramsey did more than I could. He visited the client, fielded most of the prisoncalls and went to Egypt to keep supporters and family up to date. We both made press releases on the Sheik’s behalf, notwithstanding the attempt by the Government to stifle his voice. There was one occasion where the government in Afghanistan had made contact and offered to exchange a group of U.S. missionaries for Dr. Rahman. The date of our discussion and making of plans for Ramsey to go to Washington was September 10, 2001. Needless to say, after the events of the following day, the world had shifted and that offer was never acted upon.
Six months later, my own world shifted when I was arrested for a press release I had made on behalf of the Sheik in May/June 2001, which the government now characterized as material aid to a terrorist organization. In all the years that have followed Ramsey Clark has never wavered in his loyalty to me or the cause we both served as attorneys. He never hesitated to make known that he had equally, if not more so, done all that I had done but was never even admonished, much less prosecuted. He took the witness stand and testified at the trial. (I will tell you parenthetically that it was some of the most riveting testimony I had ever heard in a courtroom, when, speaking in his soft Texas drawl, as he recounted his dedicated work in the South–Selma, Birmingham, Little Rock, as Attorney General of the United States. You could have heard a pin drop when he ended by saying, “All those people wanted to do was vote.”)
Since the trial, Ramsey Clark has remained a stalwart for me. He has written letters to the Judge at BOTH sentencings. After I was hustled off to prison, he has always been available to my family and supporters and he came to Texas to visit me; to the adoration and respect of all the old timers on the prison staff. I am still fighting the injustice of my prosecution and sentence and I know he is with me every step of the way. Our professional regard from 1994 has continued to grow and our personal relationship can only be described as loving–not in the Hollywood sense, but in the love one shares with a comrade, a brother. A tribute to him cannot hope to measure up to the stature he has maintained for a lifetime. My friend, and warrior in the fight against injustice, my dear compadre Ramsey Clark.

San Francisco Cop Vendetta Against Protesters
Defend the ACAC 19! Drop All Charges Now!
OAKLAND—One of the defense cases highlighted at last month’s benefit for the annual Partisan Defense Committee Holiday Appeal for class-war prisoners was that of the ACAC 19. These 19 protesters were arrested on October 6 when San Francisco cops brutally attacked a march of nearly 200, part of a series of “Anti-Colonial, Anti-Capitalist” (ACAC) events. The march was called to protest the racist treatment of native peoples, the military’s Fleet Week and the war in Afghanistan. Videos show dozens of cops suddenly charging the march before it got more than a few blocks, beating demonstrators to the pavement and inflicting injuries that included a broken nose, deep facial cuts requiring stitches and multiple bruises. Initially hit with felony charges, the ACAC 19 now face vindictive prosecution for a range of trumped-up misdemeanor charges. Drop all the charges now!
One of the organizers of the October 6 demonstration singled out for special attention by the cops is Robbie Donohoe, a member of the International Brotherhood of Electrical Workers Local 6 in San Francisco. Speaking at the Oakland Holiday Appeal, brother Donohoe graphically described the police assault:
“I turned and looked and I saw a baton hit my wife across the back, and I saw her back arch. And I was compelled—instead of trying to get to safety, I ran over and sort of flanked her with my body, and on the way there faced a line of batons coming down on me. And they eventually knocked us both over and continued to beat us both with batons as I lay on top of her. They kicked me off of her. Three officers were on my back. One of them pulled my head to the side so that I could see her lying next to me as another officer was punching her in the back of the head.”
On November 13, the SF district attorney subpoenaed Twitter account information of two protesters, ominously claiming “a conspiracy or agreement to stage a riot.” In a December 22 protest letter to the D.A., the PDC declared: “Occurring in the context of a nationwide increase in government surveillance and repression of leftist and labor activists, the District Attorney’s demand that Twitter turn over protesters’ account records is a direct threat to the right to political dissent, including the elementary rights of free speech and assembly.” Stop SFPD surveillance and harassment of the ACAC 19!
The Obama administration has systematically escalated the attacks on democratic rights unleashed by his Republican predecessor under the so-called “war on terror.” As the Spartacist League and PDC have always warned, although its initial targets were Arabs and Muslims, the “war on terror” has put in place an arsenal of repressive measures that would also be used against leftists, trade unionists and working people. Such attacks have become increasingly frequent and widespread.
In the Midwest, 23 leftists and trade unionists subpoenaed by a witchhunting federal grand jury in Chicago following 2010 FBI raids on their homes are still under investigation for supposed “material support to terrorism.” The “NATO 5,” arrested last year on trumped-up “terror plot” charges around the protests against NATO war criminals in Chicago, remain in jail and face up to 40 years if convicted. Four Occupy Cleveland supporters were sentenced in November to prison terms ranging from six to eleven and a half years for a “plot” concocted by an FBI informant. Three Portland activists are locked away in prison, possibly until 2014, for courageously refusing to testify before a federal grand jury in Seattle investigating a May Day demonstration last year.
Documents obtained last month by the Partnership for Civil Justice Fund reveal that the FBI, in coordination with the New York Stock Exchange, began tracking activists involved with planning Occupy Wall Street a month before the occupation of Zuccotti Park in Manhattan. In cities across the country, the Feds along with local and state police monitored the Occupy movement as a potential terrorist threat.
Immediately after the arrests of the ACAC 19, the police and capitalist media launched a smear campaign, painting the demonstrators as “members of a criminal street gang, Black Blok.” An SFPD spokesman circulated the baseless claim that the ACAC demonstrators were the same “anarchist group” that had “vandalized” the Mission District police station in a protest against the shooting of a young Latino man by plainclothes gang squad cops weeks earlier. Gang squad cops were among those who attacked the ACAC march, and arrestees were stripped and inspected for “gang tattoos.” This gang squad is the same unit that uses the “gang affiliation” label as carte blanche to terrorize black and Latino youth in San Francisco, including gunning them down in the streets.
Clearly intending to provoke further retaliation against the ACAC 19, the police released pictures and names of the arrestees. Indeed, scurrilous flyers with mug shots of Donohoe and his wife together with their address were dumped from cars and postered around their neighborhood, denouncing them as “extremely dangerous people,” “members of the criminal street gang: Occupy Oakland” and “sworn anarchist revolutionaries.”
At the Holiday Appeal, UC Davis professor Joshua Clover—one of those facing prosecution for a March 29 campus sit-in (see “Defend the UC Davis ‘Banker’s Dozen’!” WV No. 1007, 31 August 2012)—spoke of a growing “black scare.” The bosses’ media and politicians have repeatedly howled about supposed Black Bloc anarchists to set the stage for cop repression against leftist protesters.
Behind the attacks on the ACAC protests and Occupy around the country is the understanding by the capitalist ruling class that the smoldering discontent at the base of this racist, class-divided society sows the seeds for sharp class and other social struggles. The ultimate target of political repression aimed at criminalizing dissent is the multiracial proletariat, which, as the collective producers of wealth, represents the one force capable of successfully challenging the capitalist order. For struggle against capitalist rule to be successful, that social power must be mobilized under the leadership of a revolutionary party.
That Marxist perspective is rejected by “direct action” activists, who have sought to distinguish themselves from other forces in and around the Occupy movement by burning American flags and otherwise expressing their rage against the atrocities of the U.S. imperialist rulers at home and abroad. Such actions offer only an ineffectual sideshow, bringing activists into isolated conflict with the bloody fist of the bosses’ state. This state apparatus, centrally the cops, courts, prisons and armed forces, is at bottom an instrument of force that defends the class rule of the bourgeoisie.
All wings of the Occupy movement share the populist conception of the “99 percent,” which obscures the class division of society and has been easily subsumed into the liberal wing of the capitalist Democratic Party. It will take a socialist revolution carried out by a class-conscious proletariat to put an end to the capitalist order and open the road to an egalitarian communist future.
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The Support the ACAC 19 committee has called for letters, e-mails and phone calls demanding the immediate dropping of all charges to be directed to San Francisco District Attorney George Gascón, Hall of Justice, 850 Bryant Street, Room 322, San Francisco, CA 94103; e-mail District Attorney@sfgov.org; phone (415) 553-1751. Donations can be made at the committee’s Web site: supporttheacac19.wordpress.com.
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(reprinted from Workers Vanguard No. 1015, 11 January 2013)
Workers Vanguard is the newspaper of the Spartacist League with which the Partisan Defense Committee is affiliated.

Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Those Who Fought For Our Communist Future Are Kindred Spirits-Every January We Honor Lenin, Luxemburg, And Liebknecht-The Three Ls- Lenin


 


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EVERY JANUARY WE HONOR LENIN OF RUSSIA, ROSA LUXEMBURG OF POLAND, AND KARL LIEBKNECHT OF GERMANY AS THREE LEADERS OF THE INTERNATIONAL WORKING CLASS MOVEMENT.


BURNING QUESTIONS OF OUR MOVEMENT, INDEED!

BOOK REVIEW

WHAT IS TO BE DONE?-BURNING QUESTIONS OF OUR MOVEMENT, V. I. LENIN. International Publishers, New York, 1969

Every militant who wants to fight for socialism, or put the fight for socialism back on the front burner, needs to read this book. Every radical who believes that society can be changed by just a few adjustments needs to read this book in order to understand the limits of such a position. Thus, it is necessary for any politically literate person of this new generation to go through the arguments of this classic of Marxist literature in order to understand the strategic perspective for socialism in the 21st century. Older militants can also benefit from a re-reading of this work. Except for an obvious change of names and organizations from those that Lenin argued against on my re-reading of this document I was astonished by the appropriateness of the arguments presented.

Militants of my generation, the Generation of ‘68, came late to an appreciation of the importance of this work and spent a lot of wasted time and energy on other strategies. Those so-called New Left theories that ran the gamut from mild social reform to revolutionary terror had, however, one common axis- denial of the centrality of the working class as the motor force for revolution, especially in the advanced capitalist countries. Once the most thoughtful of us came understand the bankruptcy of our previous strategies Lenin’s little book became compulsory reading. Lenin’s What Is To Be Done? Thus takes it place as one of the basic documents of the revolutionary Marxist movement along with Marx and Engel’s Communist Manifesto.

 Although the book was written to address the disputes among socialists at the beginning of the 20th century the arguments presented have relevance today. And what are those arguments. There are three main points which are interrelated; the need for a fight between a reformist and a revolutionary perspective for establishment of a socialist order; the need for a revolutionary organization of professional revolutionaries to lead the vanguard of the working class to socialism; and, the necessity for an independent vanguard in its relationship to the working class as a whole and to other social classes. Although the political opponents that Lenin was polemizing against, and this document is a polemic, are long gone and his literary style would not be to today’s taste these were and continue to be the defining issues of revolutionary strategy today.

After the experience of one hundred years of reformist socialist practice under capitalism it is hard to believe that the fight against such a limitation of the socialist program was a central argument that animated not only the Russian revolutionary movement but the international social democracy as well. The fight against revision of the Marxist program of class struggle and the need to change the structure of society that began in that period seeped into the Russian movement and so it was therefore necessary to polemize against it. Lenin, and others, rose to the occasion. Their argument, in short, was do you fight to the finish against the old social order or not? In Lenin’s case we know the answer. The reader can decide for him or herself.

The nature of the organization necessary to lead the masses to socialism has been varied over time from revolutionary conspiracy to revolutionary terror to mass reformist parties. Lenin brought a new concept to the organization question among Marxists not only for Russia but witness the Communist International for international strategy. Simply put, if you do not want to make a revolution you do not need a vanguard party. If you do, you need to address the organization question. The challenge is

At that time the question of who will lead the revolution and what forces will it rely on was a central question, especially in the Russian socialist movement. In the West at the time that was obvious that the working class was the central agency and that it would rely on the urban and rural petty bourgeoisies. In Russia, however, that had not experienced a bourgeois revolution the central dispute which did not get resolved until October, 1917 when the Bolsheviks relying on the peasantry, and especially the peasant soldier resolved the issue. The results, of that resolution, as they say, are the subject for another discussion. What s noteworthy here is how skeptical Lenin this early was of the liberal bourgeoisie as any kind of ally in the revolutionary struggle. That skepticism should be a signpost for today’s militants. This is one of the political textbooks you need to read if you want to change the world. Read it.  

 

Those Who Fought For Our Communist Future Are Kindred Spirits-Every January We Honor Lenin, Luxemburg, And Liebknecht-The Three Ls- Lenin



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EVERY JANUARY WE HONOR LENIN OF RUSSIA, ROSA LUXEMBURG OF POLAND, AND KARL LIEBKNECHT OF GERMANY AS THREE LEADERS OF THE INTERNATIONAL WORKING CLASS MOVEMENT.


 
DVD REVIEW

LENIN-VOICE OF THE REVOLUTION, A&E PRODUCTION, 2005


Every militant who wants to fight for socialism, or put the fight for socialism back on the front burner, needs to  come to terms with the legacy of Vladimir Lenin and his impact on 20th century revolutionary thought. Every radical who believes that society can be changed by just a few adjustments needs to address this question as well in order to understand the limits of such a position. Thus, it is necessary for any politically literate person of this new generation to go through the arguments both politically and organizationally associated with Lenin’s name. Before delving into his works a review of his life and times would help to orient those unfamiliar with the period. Obviously the best way to do this is read one of the many biographies about him. There is not dearth of such biographies although they overwhelmingly tend to be hostile. But so be it. For those who prefer a quick snapshot view of his life this documentary, although much, much too simply is an adequate sketch of the highlights of his life.

 

The film goes through his early childhood, the key role that the execution of older brother for an assassination attempt on the Czar played in driving him to revolution, his early involvement in the revolutionary socialist movement, his imprisonments and internal and external exiles, his role in the 1905 Revolution, his role in the 1917 Revolution, his consolidation of power and his untimely death in 1924. An added feature, as usual in these kinds of films, is the use of ‘talking heads’ who periodically explain what it all meant. I would caution those who are unfamiliar with the history of the anti-Bolshevik movement that three of the commentators, Adam Ulam, Richard Daniels and Robert Conquest were   ‘stars’ of that movement at the height of the anti-Soviet Cold War. I would also add that nothing presented in this biography, despite the alleged additional materials available with the ‘opening’ of the Soviet files, has not been familiar for a long time. 

 

 

From The Pen Of Frank Jackman- Down and Out In The American Hobo Night- With Bruce Springsteen’s “The Ghost Of Tom Joad” In Mind



… he, Charles River Blackie, using his road moniker now that he was back on the bum, as he turned up the frayed collar of his threadbare denim jacket against the unexpectedly cold early October desert night, sprayed his eyes around the sitting night camp fire being reignited by Boomer Jack, and shuddered, no cold shake off shudder although he had enough of that in his time, but some unspoken, also un-thought of response to a fear that was creeping into his bones. Something about this Indio camp fire was just not right, just had the wrong smell, and no he did not mean the man unwashed smell, nothing to that anymore, he had lost all sense of that rank smell or not rank smell long ago, not did the smell of cheap whiskey, or of low- down cast-off food being olio-brothed on a big pot on a second camp fire, no this was fear smell, bad happening smell like happens every once in a while out in a desolate railroad jungle when just the wrong combination of hoboes, tramps, and bums work their way into trouble. (Indio, by the way, out by the high California desert before the Sierras, out by an underside of a bridge an of old Southern Pacific railroad route, if you need to know, don’t look for it unless you are headed there, properly headed there with frayed clothing, some Sally second or third hand stuff, mismatched so no one would mistake you for a poser for Gentlemen’s Quarterly, or something like that, maybe a little cheap wine or rotgut whisky wobbly to declare you are brethren.)

Maybe it was that the denizens of this camp had set up their sitting camp fire early, early before the sun set and he could see, see clearly the pug-ugly faces of each individual man sitting around the circle. Hard men with hard chilling eyes, hard men who had not had a woman’s touch to soften them since about mother cradle time (unlike him, who had just gotten through, for about the eighth time, he had stopped counting, exact counting, after a couple once he got wise to the way things were between them and always between them, his thing with Susie after he just couldn’t take that nine to five white picket fence existence she had plotted out for them and so was not woman hungry, not yet), hard men who had the snarl of men who had done some hard ancient time, felony time, busting rock, or planting fields, or putting down road courtesy of some state penal authority (his own legal transgressions, vag, trespassing, loitering, being ugly in an open place, drunk, some small larceny stuff, the “clip” they called it in oceanside Hull working class neighborhood corner boy days, long past, had been of a small enough order that he was usually just cell-bound over night, a couple of nights, and then let out).

Maybe it was those dark stone eyes heathen going back ten thousand years to when they confronted a hostile natural world, and won for a time injuns who had made their camp here after the big Intertribal, over in Gallup, over around Red Rock, back east in New Mexico in late summer and were constantly affronting everybody, drunk, whiskey drunk, with their theory that all this land was theirs and therefore all gringos, all whites, should be grateful that they were allowed on this sacred ancient burial land, including the brethren here at Indio. He had seen fights all over the West, drunkenfights, sober fights, one against five and five against one fights, and serious cut-ups, knives, razors, whip chains if available, over that proposition.

And just maybe his fear was fueled by something Susie said, something that night anyway he feared she might have been right on, that the road had died, that friendly road where they, he and she, had happenstance met in sunnier times, in times when hitchhiking was just like waiting at a bus stop for the next Volkswagen minibus or painted converted yellow brick school bus to pass, had died long ago and the remnants left on that scattered road were now too dangerous for part -time gentlemen hoboes afraid to settle down. As he sat, sat kind of off to himself but close enough to get some flame warmth, he still did not like the omens that night and as the fire’s embers brightened he thought back to other camps, and other times.

Back to that first camp, that first camp by the old abandoned Boston and Maine railroad over in Revere back in Massachusetts when after his break-up with his first wife he had been unceremoniously (and legally) kicked out of that mortgaged house of theirs, and the camp where he first picked up his Charles River Blackie moniker from Black River Whitey who took him under his wing. That camp had been softened up by a couple of runaway boys, just boys, maybe sixteen or seventeen, who seeking a life of crime or a life away from some troubled home life, had stumbled into the camp and a couple of old bos had made them their “girls,” protecting them, but passing them around to the other men as need be so there was not the cutthroat woman hunger that he felt was about to explode among the men that night. In those days too, Black River Whitey, an old anarchist and old Wobblie (Industrial Workers Of The World, IWW), who had been out in the railroad jungles of the west, the working man hard drinking hard fighting and hard shooting of need be strike-bound west, kept things in check, kept a certain social order to keep the rough edges in check. And was tough enough to make his word stick, no questions asked, none after Big Red (an old communist from about 1932 who kept talking about what he was going to do when they really went at it, class against class, in the near future) went down in a heap after Whitey cut him up like a steak when he tried some fag rough stuff with the “girls” one afternoon.

And too there was always a stray dog or two around that camp, Laddy and Queenie he remembered, to make everyone laugh as they adjusted to the soft hobo life (soft for them, the dogs, and they were kept in virtually royal splendor while the camp would go without). But most of all he remembered how Jimmy One Shoe (he always seemed to be missing one, or had two different ones) used to sing on his old beat up guitar (although don’t touch it, believe him don’t touch it. He had seen Jimmy knife gash a guy for just such folly) about every railroad song ever written, and about all of the American songbook (before his love of drink got the better of him One Shoe had been a folk performer of some minor note down in the Village in the 1950s, according to Whitey anyway).So when any trouble, whiskey or wine- soaked trouble began he would go into some old Phoebe Snow song, a song about some long ago lost love that didn’t work out after a while but the guy still carried the torch, and every guy (even him with that damn first wife) would get kind of wistful and weepy before the fire’s flames.

And then he thought back, thought back to his first days out on the road, the hitchhike road, that summer of love (no, not the famous one in1967 out in San Francisco, later, but still in California, further south down LaJolla way toward Mexico). The days when all you had to do on certain highways (almost all of California and up the coast, Boston to Washington, Maine to the border, Ann Arbor, Madison, Denver, not Arizona or Connecticut though , jesus no) was stand there alone (sometimes with a sparkle woman to improve your chances, especially if it looked like you were just travelling together not coupled ) and some Volkswagen minibus or ex-yellow brick road school bus now painted all the colors of the universe would come by and pick you up). And you would have your pick of Cosmic Muffin, Sunny Ray, Be-Bop Betty, Sunshine Sue and about a million other road moniker women; if that was your thing (he had met that first wife, then called Moonbeam Magic, “on the bus, and later Susie too ). If it wasn’t, then why bother going out there (if your thing was your own sex he didn’t know but that was cool too, if that was your kick). You would have your pick of drugs too, mainly weed, ganja, out on the coast with that direct line south to sunny Mexico (if you didn’t get caught, otherwise the bastinado forever he heard). And if some injustice reared its head there was always a flash demonstration to keep you busy. He, being a righteous man, or at least a man in tune with the ethos of the new thing they were trying to put together , a new world, would always stick himself out front on those days when a brother was down on his luck, or a sister was in need. But mainly it was drugs, sex, and of course rock and rock, rock and roll until the cows came home. And until that ebb came, that downer to use the language of the day the road was a beautiful place to hang your hat. Then some left the road, but if it was in your blood, you were stuck, stuck like he was that night.
He looked again at those hard faces around the fire as the light around them turned starless black. He resolved right then and there that if he made it through the night alive he would slip out of camp before dawn, get down the road, and get that fear washed out …

From The Pen Of Frank Jackman-The Price Of Fame- With Jean Peters’ “Vicki” In Mind


 
Steve Crawford wondered, wondered to himself since his position at that moment precluded saying anything out loud, anything he really wanted to say, when they, the coppers who were just then giving him the “third degree” for the second time in his short sweet life, going to stop picking him up for a going over every time some drop-dead dizzy dishy dame got herself good and murdered in Manhattan, New York City, hell, the world. Yes, Vicki was dead, very dead, murdered, found by him up in her walk- up apartment that she shared with her sister, her older sister, Jan, when he went to pick her up to take her to the airport, take her out of his life forever. Don’t try to make anything out of it, out of that “forever” part like the cops in front of him tried to do and he laughed in their faces. He explained, explained three times since you needed at least two times with cops and the extra one was for them after they finally got it the second time, kind of. Sure, he didn’t like Vicki running out of him, running out on her contracts leaving him stuck, stuck good, when Hollywood beckoned s but that was part of the business. They didn’t like that, didn’t like a dent in their weak little set- up for him. Still he, her agent, her publicity agent, the guy who put her in the bright lights of Broadway and a guy who was, had been really, romantically involved with her (for public consumption mostly to help her career, and his) for a short while, was automatically on the spot. Again.

See a few years back, maybe four by now, these same coppers had pulled him in for his first working over under the bright lights at midnight when Clara, lovely Clara, his first real big lovely meal ticket client, the one whose face launched if not a thousand ships then a thousand opportunities, each one with his agent’s commission name on it, had been found murdered in her apartment. Like with Vicki she was found by him when he stopped by to take her to a job, a photo shoot, and the cops had immediately built a frame around him as their only logical suspect, had him all ready for the big step-off since he was known to be her lover (or one of them) and they had been seen together all over town. Then, out of the blue, her old boyfriend, Lenny, from back in Hoboken had found out where she was, found out she had hit the big time, big time singing in the Club Florian and started to be seen on fashion magazine covers, found out she had been running around with every guy, every guy with a little dough or some connections, who gave her an eye, and found out she wasn’t coming back to him, no way, confessed. Lenny had come to the big city, had some flame out argument with Clara, bopped her, bopped her too hard, and then ran off leaving Steve as the number one fall guy. That poor Lenny Hoboken guy when he took the big step- off never knew that it was he, Steve Crawford, who had sent that note telling him where she was, what she was doing with and with whom, and asking what was he going to do about it. He omitted the part about his own little kinky sex romps with Clara from about day one, from the time he had picked her up at Woolworth’s where she worked as a sales clerk for nickels and dimes, took her to dinner, and that night hearing her warble and getting his big idea about her future career before they hit the pillows and she took him around the world. He had tired, tired quickly, of her and her silly tantrums pretty quickly and, especially when she wanted him to get one of his actor friends to marry her and threatened to expose him, the actor, as her lover, something the actor’s very famous and rich wife would not have appreciated, and desperate to get out from under wrote that note. So here he was again under the hot lights being softened up by the “good cop,” crew with a lot of silly leading questions waiting for the “bad cop” crew to come in and do the heavy work.

As he listened to the cops drone, and listened to his own half evasive answers, he thought back to Vicki and how she had been, even more than Clara, his big time meal ticket, a ticket that he might have been able to ride to early retirement. Then she went with another agency, a big time agency, without telling him leaving him high and dry he was really ticked off since he had put her up in the bright lights too. He could have murdered her for that, but he thought he best not to mention that little fact right then. He also thought back to how he (and his buddies, Larry and Robin) had picked Vicki up at the end of her shift at that all night Joe & Nemo’s where the landed after a hard night of drinking and where she was serving them off the arm on the third shift. Hey, by the way, for anybody whose asks, tell them you don’t find those glamorous dishes who fill the magazines at the modeling schools, which are mainly holding areas for high- class call girls, once the girl students know the score and have had enough of modeling off-the-rack stuff at Macy’s, who “private” model for guys looking for kicks, but in odd-ball places like dime stores and greasy spoons.

He, like with Clara, had seen her potential, that night, and made a date with her for the next afternoon at here place since her sister, Jan, was working (Larry and Robin for their own reasons made dates with her there for later) to discuss the idea. She went wild for it once he presented it, presented the glitter and glamour, offered to seal the deal with him in her own way, jumped into bed with him to show what her own way meant, showed him a couple of things he hadn’t had done to him before, and that was that. The rest until this foul murder was New York high society and high café night life history.

Them he came in, came in like four years ago, came in with his bad cop crew, that hard cop, Cornell, that was all anybody called him, that hard guy who made the other coppers jump, jump and stop drinking their coffee and eating their cadged doughnuts, for a minute. Cornell still thought Steve had something more to do with the Clara case than he let on, and more than he could prove. Cornell’s questions, the way he rolled them off , bang, bang, bang, his constant calling Steve “pretty boy this and pretty boy that” led Steve to only one conclusion, clam up, because once again he was being fitted for the frame, for the big step off, part two. He immediately went after Steve’s pillow talk relationship with Vicki, and of her pillow talk relationships with Larry and Robin. He could see where Cornell was going, the jealous lover bit. Steve thought then how far off old Cornell was in reality, how after the first few times Vicki had made his toes curl the magic was gone, they both had agreed on that point but they would also keep each other warm if nothing else was around. Besides he was having a very hush-hush and torrid off-the-record affair with Jan, who would come over to his place in the afternoons when she got out of work. The sister, Jan, was frankly a better lover fit and better company after sex. Vicki was so hopped up on her career that she was a bore outside of the bed. The sister though made him think of other stuff, little white picket fence stuff.

Cornell kept pressing the issue for a few more hours but, since he was grasping at straws, Steve walked out of the grilling, walked out laughing to himself about how cops really shouldn’t be left to solve crimes, big crimes, not crimes involving women anyway, because they don’t in their cramped and admittedly jaded little world realize that women like sex, like to get around , as much as guys do and they always think it’s some fast-talking guy, some pushy guy with a quick line like him who is ready to flip out and bop somebody over some indiscretion of some dizzy doll. Just then a uniformed cop, a cop he had seen walking around Vicki’s neighborhood, handcuffed to Harry, Harry the night clerk at the front desk of Vicki’s apartment building, entering the precinct house.

The way the story went later after his full confession was that Harry poor, Vicki love-struck, Harry had, after seeing Steve and about five other guys come down from her apartment in the early morning hours at various times decided to make his play, make his play one late afternoon before he started his shift. She laughed him almost out of the room. Mistake. Big mistake. Harry. Poor weasely Harry, didn’t like being laughed at, laughed at by a tramp, a beautiful tramp but a tramp, and so he bopped her, bopped her hard, no mistake he said, and a couple more for good measure leaving her a heap on the floor. End of story.

Steve thought, thought hard, after walking out of the precinct station after hearing Harry’s story, about leaving the unfriendly confines of Manhattan and moving to, say, Atlantic City, where he wouldn’t have to face the third degree by every hard-nosed cop in the city when some beautiful did some guy wrong, or some guy though he had been wronged. Just then, as he crossed the street to his car, he saw her, a vision, a sure fire thing, the next big thing, working in the front window of Miss Millie’s Dress Shop putting up a display…