Saturday, October 06, 2018

As The 100th Anniversary Of The Armistice Day 11/11/1918 at 11 AM Commences-Some Creative Artists Who Fought/Died/Lived Through The Nightmare That Destroyed The Flower Of European And American Youth –


As The 100th Anniversary Of The Armistice Day 11/11/1918 at 11 AM Commences-Some Creative Artists Who Fought/Died/Lived Through The Nightmare That Destroyed The Flower Of European And American Youth –



By Seth Garth





A few years ago, starting in August 2014 the 100th anniversary of what would become World War I, I started a series about the cultural effects, some of them anyway, of the slaughter which mowed down the flower of the European youth including an amazing number of artists, poets, writers and other cultural figures. Those culturati left behind, those who survived the shellings, the trenches, the diseases, and what was then called “shell shock,” now more commonly Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD) which is duly recognized, and compensated for at least in the United States by the Veterans Administration in proven cases reacted in many different ways. Mainly, the best of them, like the ordinary dog soldiers could not go back to the same old, same old, could not revive the certitudes of the pre-war Western world with it distorted sense of decorum and went to what even today seem quirky with moderns like Dada, Minimalism, the literary sparseness of Hemingway, and so on. I had my say there in a general sense but now as we are only a few months away from the 100th anniversary of, mercifully, the armistice which effectively ended that bloodbath I want to do a retrospective of creative artistic works by those who survived the war and how those war visions got translated into their works with some commentary if the spirit moves me but this is their show-no question they earned a retrospective.

The Dead

These hearts were woven of human joys and cares,
      Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth.
The years had given them kindness. Dawn was theirs,
      And sunset, and the colours of the earth.
These had seen movement, and heard music; known
      Slumber and waking; loved; gone proudly friended;
Felt the quick stir of wonder; sat alone;
      Touched flowers and furs and cheeks. All this is ended.

There are waters blown by changing winds to laughter
And lit by the rich skies, all day. And after,
      Frost, with a gesture, stays the waves that dance
And wandering loveliness. He leaves a white
      Unbroken glory, a gathered radiance,
A width, a shining peace, under the night.

Friday, October 05, 2018

From The Gals And Guys Who Know The Face Of War Up Close And Personal-The Iraq And Afghan War Veterans Against The War (IVAW)

From The Gals And Guys Who Know The Face Of War Up Close And Personal-The Iraq And Afghan War Veterans Against The War (IVAW)

From The Gals And Guys Who Know The Face Of War Up Close And Personal-The Iraq And Afghan War Veterans Against The War (IVAW)





Frank Jackman comment:

On more than one occasion I have noted there is an overweening respect for the military, for military officers mainly, the guys and gals who have led and lead the bloody endless wars of this century. (Although the most recent example is more than fifty years old with General Eisenhower this has been at certain points reflected in elevating such personages to the American presidency starting with General Washington. The decline in military service among the political and social elites and their offspring over the past couple of generations leaving it to marginal lower middle class and working class cadre probably signals the demise of the that trend. That and the indecisive nature of the endless wars which produce no certifiably mass leader-heroes.) Nevertheless these specimens look good on camera, all austere and all business as they lead the general population by the nose into the next ambush with the acquiescence of civil authority including non-veteran “chicken-hawk” presidents and their associated.

But starting back in Vietnam, starting back in the war of my generation soldiers, sailors, air personnel, regular rank and file guys (almost all guys then) started balking at their fate in a very public manner out on the streets. (All wars, all military service produces a certain among of grousing, a very definite questioning of command decisions down in the trenches even in popular wars like World War II but that is far removed from opposition in the streets, sometimes in uniform, that became somewhat epidemic in Vietnam times when the Army at least was half in mutiny and in any case unreliable as a military force against a determined foe). Like I say these guys (and later when the female military population increased gals) started to talk back, to say stop the madness. And if they could not do so when they were service-bound for obvious and mainly understandable reasons concerning hard time in stockades and prisons they certainly did so in their thousands after they got out of the service. (Many Army recruits during basic training probably had “do this, do that unless you want to wind up in Fort Leavenworth”-the bad ass Army facility thrown at them by worrisome drill sergeants which surely caused to pause over that possibility.)

That “could not do when they were service-bound” no mean hurtle since a lot of the constitutional rights we take for granted out in the civilian world wind up in the latrine once you take the oath. Even more so then than now since there have been some court decisions reining in the military brass as they try to trash a soldier’s will. Let me tell you though many a soldier who couldn’t speak out because he was in Vietnam and under fire or stateside trying to keep out of the line of fire spent many a tortuous night trying to figure out whether to just say “fuck it,” to refuse to go along, to fight. (The more I investigate this issue among the remaining male brethren from the “Generation of ’68 I find that even among those who served without question, who volunteered in order to get a trade or profession rather than be left in that same latrine as the infantrymen almost all draftees the question of what to do hung over their heads just as much as Boston college guys who refused induction, who burned their draft cards, who hit the road for Canada and other foreign shores, or who tried every diversion from physically harming themselves to claiming mental disorders to declaring themselves, falsely declaring themselves let’s be clear homosexuals. Yes, it was that kind of time-another time to try men’s souls.]     


Those irate and lied to military personnel formed an organization Vietnam Veterans Against the War (VVAW) that did a hell of a lot to bring the anti-war message home. See they had “street cred”,’ they had been in the hellholes and beyond, had come back to the “real world” a lot wiser than the kids they were who went in with dreams of glory and fistfuls of medals. The guys and gals who fought, and continue to fight don’t forget, the damn Iraq and Afghan wars, the latter in it endless sixteen years ready to turn seventeen come next frost  have that same “street cred.” They our sons and daughters have been through as much hell as those guys from my time, from me in my own experience. Have many mental and physical problems. Have a horrendous daily suicide rate. Are living proof that there are no “walk-over” wars-not in this century. So when they with their well-deserved street “cred” say stop the madness that for this generation means something. Listen up, please.   

Bet, Bet Straight Up-With The Old Neighborhood Corner Boys In Mind


Bet, Bet Straight Up-With The Old Neighborhood Corner Boys In Mind





By Film Critic Emeritus Sam Lowell



[Anybody familiar with the line-up of talent in this space knows it is populated with several writers who have known each other for a long time some going back to medieval high school times in the 1960s. Not only that but they came up basically as one of them has mentioned “from hunger” in a working poor neighborhood, the Acre, the section for the poorest of the poor in their hometown of North Adamsville. Hard as it is to believe they represent an almost chemically pure example of certain mores and moral standards from that milieu and from that time. So listen up once in a while when they mention quaint traditions and holy goof stuff (one of their expression which I am stealing here) like the life and death antics of betting on every possible situation under the sun. Don’t do this at home though-you are forewarned. Site Manager Greg Green]



As everybody familiar with this space (or with the on-line version of the American Film Gazette )knows I have retired from the day to day grind of writing film reviews and have handed over that chore, at least temporary, to my in the not too distance future retiring old friend, colleague and competitor Sandy Salmon. I noted when I posted my retirement notice that I, like old time military men, would just fade away. I also noted that I would as the occasion warranted write a little something, a little commentary if the subject interested me. That is my purpose today.        



Recently Sandy Salmon reviewed a 1947 film, a murder mystery of sorts that had a long prior pedigree, Seven Keys To Baldpate, which had been based on a play by the same name back in the early 20th century which in turn was based on a crime novel by the great crime writer Earl Derr Biggers (whose popular Charlie Chan series is perhaps much better known). Sandy did a good job of reviewing this film which hinged on the idea of a guy, a crime writer, making a bet with his publisher for five thousand cash that he could write a crackerjack mystery novel in twenty-four hours. As he attempted to do such out in the boondocks at an allegedly closed down inn with the only key to the place all hell broke loose, a couple of off-hand murders and such, by people who had collectively mysteriously come up with the six other keys of the title. One of those six people was a ringer, was the good-looking blonde with well-turned legs secretary to the guy who the crime writer made the bet with. No, not a sex lure like would be included in such a plotline now, at least not publicly, not in 1947 but to distract him anyway she could to make him miss his deadline. What the hell that ain’t fair, no way, especially when after the smoke cleared and the crime writer solved the whole mystery of why the other five people were there she flopped herself on his lap when he went to write that story to win the bet and dared him to ignore her. Needless to say the other guy won the bet        



Sandy mentioned at the start of his review that some guys will bet on anything, any proposition to pass the time. That got me to thinking after I had read the review about what the deal was in the old days in my growing up hometown of Riverdale about forty miles west of Boston when me and my high school corner boys who hung around Sal’s Pizza Parlor would to while away the lonesome, girl-less, no dough, no serious dough to not be girl-less bet on all kinds of propositions for a couple of bucks, maximum five probably. Certainly not five thousand which as Sandy mentioned is nothing but walking around money now but then was a number which we could not get around, couldn’t believe existed, not in our neighborhood where rubbing nickels together was a tough enough battle.



Now a lot of the bets with guys like Sammy Young, Billy Riley, Jack Callahan the great school football player before Chrissie McNamara did her own flop down on his lap and dared him to move her which he had had absolutely no inclination to do, Sid Green, Pat Murphy and Ian Smith were on the outcome of various sports events. You know back in those days whether the hapless Red Sox would finish last in the American League (or how long a losing streak the team would go on once they started their inevitable losing), how many points would the golden age Celtics score (or allow). We also did our fair share of betting on football games, no so much the games themselves as each play, pass or run, stuff like that, which sounds exotic but except for one time when I got on a bad streak and lose twenty-two bucks which took me about six weeks of caddying for the Mayfair swells to pay was usually the difference of two or three dollars.         



Other bets were a bit racier. Like whether Sally, who was going out with Pat, would let him “touch” her, and you know what I mean and don’t ask how we verified such bets but just know that we did do so. Or whether such and such a girl, a hot girl usually, would take the bait and give one of us a date. Hell, sometimes when the girls came into Sal’s to have some pizza, Cokes and to play the great jukebox that he had over in the corner we would bet on what song a girl would play. There was a certain art to that proposition for instance if a girl had just broken up with her boyfriend there would likely be some slow sad song chosen. You get what I mean. Sometimes it would be whether the notoriously late local bus would arrive on time or not. So anything was up for betting purposes.         

         

That ringer secretary in the film though got me thinking about the strangest bet I ever made back then, maybe ever. One Friday night, another one of those girl-less ones, Jack Callahan, this is before fetching Chrissie McNamara snagged him, bet me on how high Sal would toss the pizza dough when he was kneading and stretching it to make his great pizza pies. Jack’s idea for calling the bet, mine too for taking it, was that one of us but not both could have enough kale for a date with Laura Lawrence on Saturday night. We were both interested in her and she liked us both well enough although Jack as the football hero probably had the edge aside from the money factor. So the bet was on. Oh, I forgot to tell you that if one of the corner boys made a proposition the other guy (or guys depending on the nature of the bet) had to take the bet, or lose and pay up anyway. So naturally I said “bet.”      



The time of the bet was probably about seven o’clock so we had to wait a bit for Sal to start making more pizzas for the crowd that would be coming in around eight or so for their slice and soda before heading to some date or to the local lovers’ lane. Sal did eventually get going, maybe a half an hour later. The idea for who would win any individual bet on the toss was whether Sal flipped the dough above or below the Coke sign directly behind him. I got to call the first bet. Low. I won and the race was on taking my shots at high or low. I did pretty well for a while, was up maybe seven or eight dollars which would be enough to take Laura out, maybe a movie and something to eat. I figured I was in. Then my luck began to change, change dramatically and before long I was down about ten bucks before Sal stopped tossing the goddam stuff.



Jack smiled a knowing smile, knowing that he was going to escort Laura around and maybe get to “touch” her and you know what I mean by that and I don’t have to spell it out. Here’s where everything about that film review by Sandy comes into play. Sal was the ringer. Remember Jack was a football hero and Sal loved football, loved Jack’s prowess on the field and Jack had told him the situation earlier in the day before I showed up there. They had planned to let me win early to draw me in and had set up a silent signal about which position I had taken. How about that. Don’t you think now that I am thinking about it and getting burned up all over again that the next time I go over to Jack and Chrissie’s house in Hingham that I should ask for that ten bucks back-with interest. Yeah, Sandy had it right some guys will bet on anything.             


A View From The Left- Borderlands U.S. Denies Passports to Citizens Mexican Americans Under Attack

Workers Vanguard No. 1140
21 September 2018
 
Borderlands
U.S. Denies Passports to Citizens
Mexican Americans Under Attack
In an ominous racist attack, U.S.-born Latino citizens living near the Mexican border are being denied passports or having their passports taken away. Although the State Department contests the figures, the Washington Post estimates that the government is challenging the citizenship of hundreds, possibly thousands, of people. Some have been locked up in detention centers and slated for deportation. Others, who traveled abroad on valid passports, have been stranded in Mexico, unable to return home. The government is rendering native-born citizens stateless, depriving them of basic legal rights in any country. We demand: give them their passports now!
The chauvinist pretext for going after Latino citizens, notably in the Rio Grande Valley in Texas, is the accusation that they were really born on the Mexican side of the border and their U.S. birth certificates were falsified by midwives. Forced to “prove” the validity of their government-issued birth certificates, those targeted are required to dig for evidence that’s nearly impossible to find—baptismal certificates, prenatal care records and parents’ rent receipts from decades ago. Regardless of which side of the border you were born on, we say: everyone in this country should have full citizenship rights!
Trump rode into office fanning the flames of nativist reaction and has escalated the anti-immigrant drive, from rants about a border wall to attacks on asylum-seekers, to family-separation detentions. He and his administration have brazenly gone after Muslims as well as dark-skinned Spanish speakers, whipping up a witchhunt against anyone who seems “foreign.” Trump’s “white America” chauvinism is an appeal to racist reactionaries and outright fascists, who have become emboldened in their attacks against minorities, black people and leftists.
The State Department dragnet against Latino passport holders dates back to the administrations of George W. Bush and Barack Obama. Alleging that midwives provided false birth certificates to some babies supposedly born in Mexico between 1950 and 1990, Washington routinely denied passports to people of Mexican descent who were born in their homes or at community health centers near the border. Use of midwives is common in these largely rural and impoverished areas: hospitals are few and far between, and many women cannot afford medical care or fear deportation. Quality medical care, including prenatal and postnatal, should be provided to all free at the point of service, regardless of their legal status.
In response to a class-action law suit by the American Civil Liberties Union, in 2009 the Obama administration struck a deal, claiming they would develop “new protocols” that would supposedly no longer discriminate against people from border states who were born outside of a hospital. With Trump now reviving the old program, immigration lawyers report that such cases are skyrocketing.
Though carried out with less voltage and brazen bigotry, the anti-Latino and anti-immigrant campaigns under Trump’s Democratic predecessor were the scaffolding for the policies we see today. Obama devised countless legal means to delay or deny passports to U.S. citizens, like those who have been blacklisted as “sex offenders” or tax evaders. Meanwhile, Obama’s Operation Janus program took citizenship away from naturalized immigrants who had allegedly filed fraudulent papers. Obama offered platitudes about the U.S. as a “nation of immigrants,” all the while deporting record numbers of them.
The racist yahoos and Tea Party types who constitute Trump’s base make it easy for the Democrats to posture as defenders of minorities, black people and immigrants. In early September, a group of Democratic Congressmen introduced a bill to stop Trump’s “passport discrimination.” But make no mistake—while the Democratic Party may seek to attract Latino voters, it is a capitalist party that upholds the same profit-driven system of exploitation and imperialism, including the ongoing economic subjugation of Mexico.
The borderlands north of the Rio Grande/Río Bravo are part of a huge swath of territory stolen from Mexico in the mid 19th century, predating the rise of U.S. imperialism. As white slaveholders sought to expand slavery into Mexican territory, the U.S. conspired to annex Texas in 1845 and then invaded Mexico. By the end of the Mexican-American War in 1848, about half of Mexican land was in the hands of the U.S. The Texas borderlands remained hotly disputed for decades afterwards, and Mexican Americans in the area were subjected to bloody terror and racist repression. Today, many residents have family on both sides of the border and regularly cross for work, school or shopping. Until 2009, they were able to do so without passports. Since then, passports are required to cross the border, and immigration checkpoints set up miles inside the U.S. single out Latinos, as well as American Indians, for harassment, interrogation and detention.
The racist White House presents Latinos—the biggest minority group in the U.S., and one that is growing rapidly—as a threat to this country’s Anglo majority. But this attack is not just against Latinos: the government’s revoking of citizenship calls into question the rights of all citizens. Citizenship is itself the right to have rights—the right to due process, to travel, to vote. Who’s next in the crosshairs? As always in racist, capitalist America, a country founded on black chattel slavery, the shredding of legal rights will come at the expense of black people, and ultimately the labor movement.
The rights of citizenship in the U.S. are the cumulative product not only of the War of Independence against Britain, but also of the bloody battles of the Civil War and the explosive class and social struggles of the 19th and 20th centuries. The Southern slaveowners had to be crushed before the Fourteenth Amendment extended the rights of citizenship, which originally applied only to white male property owners, to black people and “all persons born or naturalized in the United States.” (Native Americans were not granted citizenship until 1924.) Following the defeat of Radical Reconstruction, a combination of legal and extralegal terror denied black people their birthright, imposed Jim Crow segregation and relegated them to second-class citizenship. For decades, state governments would challenge birth certificates over the question of race in order to enforce “anti-miscegenation” laws and the anti-black “one drop rule.”
Although many today would take it for granted that American citizenship is a birthright of anyone born here, that modern conception is actually a recent and reversible victory. A century after the Fourteenth Amendment—in the context of the mass civil rights movement and the tumultuous protests against the Vietnam War—the 1967 Afroyim v. Rusk Supreme Court ruling determined that the government cannot deprive anyone of their citizenship involuntarily. Citizenship is an important gain that must be defended. However, like any right in this racist system, it is no bulwark against capitalist injustice; for blacks, oppressed minorities and the poor, rights like equal protection under the law and due process are honored in the breach.
Whipping up racial and ethnic hatred is a way for the capitalist class—represented by Democrats and Republicans alike—to keep the working class divided and weaken its ability to struggle. The American rulers have a long history of racist exclusion laws and mass deportations of both the foreign- and native-born. In the last century, thousands of Americans were stripped of their citizenship due to their race, nationality, political beliefs, or involvement in militant class struggle. During the 1919-20 Palmer raids, launched in fearful reaction to the Russian Revolution, 10,000 suspected Communists, syndicalists and immigrants were rounded up, and more than 1,000 deported. In the 1930s, during a period of upheavals among agricultural and industrial workers, some one million people of Mexican descent were expelled from the country in racist “repatriation” programs, more than half of them U.S. citizens. During World War II, Japanese Americans were interned in concentration camps and faced losing their citizenship.
Conjuring up an “enemy within” has long served America’s rulers in ratcheting up their machinery of state repression against the working class, black people, immigrants and any perceived opponent of capitalist class rule. Since the 9/11 attacks, the bipartisan “war on terror” has not only gone after Muslims and others but has also trampled on citizenship rights. Take the case of the U.S. citizen Jose Padilla, who initially was to be imprisoned indefinitely as an “enemy combatant” without being charged or having a hearing. Or Anwar al-Awlaki and his son, both U.S. citizens, murdered in Obama’s “targeted killings” crusade in Yemen.
Any attacks by the ruling class against the most vulnerable are a vehicle to roll back rights more broadly and to drive down wages and working conditions across the board. It is only class struggle uniting blacks, whites, Latinos and immigrants that can begin to turn back these attacks and break down the divisions fomented by the ruling class. This struggle must centrally combat black oppression, which is fundamental to American capitalism. The Spartacist League/U.S. is dedicated to building a revolutionary workers party that would champion black freedom and immigrant rights, as part of the fight to sweep away racist U.S. imperialism through socialist revolution. Such a party will be in its majority composed of and led by blacks, Latinos and other minorities, who have the least to lose and the most to win in the fight for workers rule.

From The Partisan Defense Committee-Class-Struggle Defense Notes-Free All Class-War Prisoners -Free Nina Droz!

Workers Vanguard No. 1140
21 September 2018
 
The following article appeared under the Partisan Defense Committee's Class-Struggle Defense Notes masthead in the print version of this issue of Workers Vanguard. The PDC is a class-struggle, non-sectarian legal and social defense organization which champions cases and causes in the interest of the whole of the working people. This purpose is in accordance with the political views of the Spartacist League.

Class-Struggle Defense Notes
As an expression of solidarity, for over 30 years the Partisan Defense Committee has provided monthly stipends to dozens of class-war prisoners—those who have been imprisoned for standing up to racist capitalist repression or imperialist depredation and whose freedom is in the interest of the entire working class. For more information about the PDC and how to correspond with the class-war prisoners see www.partisandefense.org.
MOVE’s Ramona Africa Gravely Ill
Ramona Africa, the sole adult survivor of the 13 May 1985 cop/FBI bombing of the mostly black MOVE commune’s Osage Avenue home, is in a dire medical situation. Ramona spent seven years in prison hell after the government’s racist assault in which eleven men, women and children were incinerated to death, and was one of the PDC’s first class-war prisoner stipend recipients. In June, Ramona was hospitalized due to complications from post-traumatic stress disorder. A serious stroke left her unable to walk, and she was subsequently diagnosed with lymphoma. To offset the exorbitant medical costs, the MOVE organization has set up a Go Fund Me page. The PDC has contributed funds to Ramona’s care and urges WV readers to do so. For more information and to make a donation see: gofundme.com/helpsaveramonaafrica.
Fight for Mumia’s Freedom Continues
At an August 30 hearing, attorneys for class-war prisoner Mumia Abu-Jamal obtained a continuance to October 29. A former Black Panther Party spokesman, award-winning journalist and MOVE supporter, Mumia was framed up and has been imprisoned for nearly 37 years on charges of killing a Philadelphia police officer in 1981, and spent 30 years on death row. Targeted for his political views in a classic frame-up trial, Mumia has seen his rights trampled on by the courts as part of a state vendetta to keep this innocent man behind bars.
Mumia is seeking to overturn the rejection of his appeals due to the judicial bias of the Pennsylvania Supreme Court, which repeatedly denied his petitions. Among the justices was Ronald Castille, who served as a senior Assistant D.A. during Mumia’s trial in 1982 and as the D.A. during Mumia’s direct appeal. Later, as a state Supreme Court judge, Castille went on to rubber-stamp the gross violations of Mumia’s rights that he perpetrated as prosecutor (see “Mumia Abu-Jamal Is Innocent—Free Him Now!” WV No. 1134, 18 May). Mumia’s attorneys sought the new hearing due to the continued obstruction by D.A. Larry Krasner, who has resisted releasing documents that may show proof of Castille’s involvement. We call on supporters of Mumia to show their solidarity outside the Philadelphia courthouse during his October hearing. Free him now!
Free Class-War Prisoner Nina Droz!
Puerto Rican activist Nina Droz is the PDC’s most recent addition to the class-war prisoner stipend program. On June 12, Droz was sentenced to 37 months in prison in a transparent frame-up stemming from her participation in the 2017 May Day protests and national work stoppage in San Juan. Droz was hit with trumped-up charges based on claims that she tried to burn down a bank. Facing up to 30 years in prison, she accepted a plea deal on the lesser charge of conspiracy (see “Nina Droz Sentenced—Free Her Now!” WV No. 1136, 29 June). Droz was targeted for her political activism against the “junta,” or U.S.-imposed management board, which, alongside its Puerto Rican lackeys, has enforced savage austerity on the population. Singled out for cruel treatment by the Feds, Droz’s persecution is intended to send a chilling message to all those engaged in struggle against job and pension cuts, school closures, and starvation measures. The case of Nina Droz and many Puerto Rican activists before her is emblematic of the racist, colonial subjugation of the Puerto Rican nation. For the right of independence for Puerto Rico!
Chelsea Manning Banned from Australia
Courageous truth-teller and prominent whistle-blower Chelsea Manning was recently denied a visa to enter Australia, where she had a scheduled speaking tour. In a case of obvious political censorship, the Australian government denied her entry for failing “the character test” under the Migration Act. Our fraternal defense organization in Australia, the Partisan Defence Committee, protested her exclusion in a letter to government officials, noting that the denial of Manning’s visa is “aimed at silencing all those who would dare speak out about, expose, or oppose U.S. and Australian imperialist mass surveillance and military atrocities.” Manning exposed U.S. imperialist war crimes in Iraq and Afghanistan and was subjected to seven years of torture in prison under the Obama administration. Down with the vendetta against Chelsea Manning!

From The Marxist Archives- The Working Class vs. the Capitalist Exploiters

Workers Vanguard No. 1140
21 September 2018
TROTSKY
LENIN
The Working Class vs. the Capitalist Exploiters
(Quote of the Week)
We reprint below an excerpt from a 1953 public forum by James P. Cannon, the founding leader of American Trotskyism, exposing the fraud of American bourgeois democracy and the nature of the dual parties of the capitalist exploiters. The chief task in the struggle for proletarian power is to forge a workers party committed to sweeping away the whole capitalist order through socialist revolution.
What we have in this country are not two separate class parties, but two factions of the same ruling class—the Republican faction and the Democratic faction. This was a very good and convenient system for rich and stable American capitalism. From one point of view, it flexibly contained the antagonisms within the capitalist ranks. It gave a political expression for the conflicts of interests between different factions and sections of the capitalist class itself. In another respect, the two-party system, expressing the interests of two factions of the ruling class, but pretending to represent all the people, was an excellent safety valve for popular discontent.
When people got fed up with the administration in power, they could always find relief for their dissatisfaction. The traditional American slogan always was, “Turn the rascals out.” The only alternative, however, was to put another set of rascals in. That never did much good, but it gave the people a little satisfaction without disturbing the bourgeois rule.…
American capitalism is not in love with democracy. It’s no principle of American capitalism that we must maintain all the democratic forms—free speech, free press, free rights to organize, and all the rest. The only principle the American capitalists have is the exploitation of labor, the extraction of profits, and the enrichment of themselves at the expense of the workers. That’s their principle.
—James P. Cannon, “The Coming Struggle for Power in America,” the Militant, 16 February 1953