Why isn't this murder?

[Hauldren Collider]

No kidding.

[regexcellent]

The Nazis murdered all the Jews and we didn't rape and pillage. The Soviets did but that's because they were Soviet and nobody thought that was okay.

Sherman's march was an abomination and a disgrace on our history.

[giblets]

I don't literally get an erection from thinking about it. I only say that to get under the skin of Sloww and others.

I get hard when I think of the Israeli blockade of Gaza!

[DaShi]

That's a normal reaction and has nothing to do with one's opinions on Israel.

[Guynemer]

I must be strange.

I only get hard when I think of a great pair of boobs or legs.

[DaShi]

You make me sick!

[Aeson]

So if you combined Al and Guy you'd have someone who gets a hardon for amputated legs?

[Guynemer]

So if you combined Al and Guy

Frankly, that's about as far as I'm willing to pursue that particular line of speculation.

[regexcellent]

So if you combined Al and Guy you'd have someone who gets a hardon for amputated legs?

Doesn't really matter because Al's not getting any from amputees either.

[Dinner]

Back on topic. Supposedly Zimmerman got fired back in 2005 from a private security job for being too aggressive.

[Uncle Sparky]

Back on topic. Supposedly Zimmerman got fired back in 2005 from a private security job for being too aggressive.

So, he's the son of a judge, who worked security, and had charges dismissed for assaulting a cop. Once again, sounds like daddy bailed him out of a couple of situations. While I'm not 100% up on the US justice system, can I assume judges make a fairly decent living?

So, upper middle class kid, thinks he's Batman, fails as a security guard but takes down an evildoer by any means necessary protecting his neighbors is expecting to be worshiped as a hero and have daddy no longer be disappointed. I would think most 2nd year law students would be able to get a conviction against him. Any sign of him being charged yet?

[Dinner]

Supposedly there is a grand jury investigation starting next week. WTF it has taken five weeks before they even start getting it together and we're still a week away from it's first day on the job I will never know. Then again, the cops knew him so maybe he put a call into daddy and that's why they let him go without bothering to double check his story.

[kentonio]

The Nazis murdered all the Jews and we didn't rape and pillage. The Soviets did but that's because they were Soviet and nobody thought that was okay.

Sherman's march was an abomination and a disgrace on our history.

What the hell are you talking about? There were countless instances of US, UK and French troops raping and pillaging their way across Germany at the end of the war.

[rah]

One of the reasons for WWII was how we treated the Germans after WWI. The Treaty of Versailles required such reparations that Germany kept spiraling downward setting the stage for WWII. We learned from that and helped Germany and Japan recover after WWII taking away the incentive for future aggression. So far so good.

[The Mad Monk]

Jon Miller isn't the ignorant one. You should watch this truly excellent PBS documentary "Slavery by another name" which documents how the south continued defacto slavery for almost 100 years after the end of the civil war. They'd literally criminalize being black and periodically have these sweeps where they'd trump up charges and arrest every black male in sight. Why? Simple, they figured out that slavery might officially be illegal but convict labor wasn't so they criminalized simply being black and created a vast prison labor system which they'd then rent the labor out to southern companies. States like South Carolina were getting 60% of their revenue via this system by 1880.

http://www.pbs.org/tpt/slavery-by-another-name/watch/

So, yes, Jon Miller is right, and the south's race crimes continued long after the civil war was over.

Starvation Under the Orange Trees
by John Steinbeck

Publishing Information




"Starvation Under the Orange Trees" was originally published in the Monterey Trader, April 15, 1938. In that year the Simon J. Lubin Society published it in pamphlet form as the eight chapter of Their Blood is Strong.

The Spring is rich and green in California this year. In the fields the wild grass is ten inches high, and in the orchards and vineyards the grass is deep and nearly ready to be plowed under to enrich the soil. Already the flowers are starting to bloom. Very shortly one of the oil companies will be broadcasting the locations of the wild-flower masses. It is a beautiful spring.

There has been no war in California, no plague, no bombing of open towns and roads, no shelling of cities. It is a beautiful year. And thousands of families are starving in California. In the county seats the coroners are filling in "malnutrition" in the spaces left for "causes of death." For some reason, a coroner shrinks from writing "starvation" when a thin child is dead in a tent.

For it's in the tents you see along the roads and in the shacks built from dump heap material that the hunger is, and it isn't malnutrition. It is starvation. Malnutrition means you go without certain food essentials and take a long time to die, but starvation means no food at all. The green grass spreading right into the tent doorways and the orange trees are loaded. In the cotton fields, a few wisps of the old crop cling to the black stems. But the people who picked the cotton, and cut the peaches and apricots, who crawled all day in the rows of lettuce and beans are hungry. The men who harvested the crops of California, the women and girls who stood all day and half the night in the canneries, are starving.

It was so two years ago in Nipomo, it is so now, it will continue to be so until the rich produce of California can be grown and harvested on some other basis than that of stupidity and greed.

What is to be done about it? The Federal Government is trying to feed and give direct relief, but it is difficult to do quickly for there are forms to fill out, questions to ask, for fear someone who isn't actually starving may get something. The state relief organizations are trying to send those who haven't been in the state for a year back to the states they came from. The Associated Farmers, which presumes to speak for the farms of California and which is made up of such earth stained toilers as chain banks, public utilities, railroad companies and those huge corporations called land companies, this financial organization in the face of the crisis is conducting Americanism meetings and bawling about reds and foreign agitators. It has been invariably true in the past that when such a close knit financial group as the Associated Farmers becomes excited about our ancient liberties and foreign agitators, some one is about to lose something.

A wage cut has invariably followed such a campaign of pure Americanism. And of course any resentment of such a wage cut is set down as the work of foreign agitators. Anyway that is the Associated Farmers contribution to the hunger of the men and women who harvest their crops.

The small farmers, who do not belong to the Associated Farmers and cannot make the use of the slop chest, are helpless to do anything about it. The little store keepers at cross roads and in small towns have carried the accounts of the working people until they are near to bankruptcy.





And there are one thousand families in Tulare County, and two thousand families in Kings, fifteen hundred families in Kern, and so on. The families average three persons, by the way. With the exception of a little pea picking, there isn't going to be any work for nearly three months.

There is sickness in the tents, pneumonia and measles, tuberculosis. Measles in a tent, with no way to protect the eyes, means a child with weakened eyes for life. And there are varied diseases attributable to hunger, rickets and the beginning of pellagra.

The nurses in the county, and there aren't one-tenth enough of them, are working their heads off, doing a magnificent job and they can only begin to do the work. The corps includes nurses assigned by the federal and state public health services, school nurses and county health nurses, and a few nurses furnished by the Council of Women for Home Missions, a national church organization. I've seen them, red-eyed, weary from far too many hours, and seeming to make no impression in the illness about them.

It may be of interest to reiterate the reasons why these people are in the state and the reason they must go hungry. They are here because we need them. Before the white American migrants were here, it was the custom in California to import great numbers of Mexicans, Filipinos, Japanese, to keep them segregated, to herd them about like animals, and, if there were any complaints, to deport or to imprison the leaders. This system of labor was a dream of heaven to such employers as those who now fear foreign agitators so much.

But then the dust and the tractors began displacing the sharecroppers of Oklahoma, Texas, Kansas and Arkansas. Families who had lived for many years on the little "cropper lands" were dispossessed because the land was in the hands of the banks and finance companies, and because these owners found that one man with a tractor could do the work of ten sharecropper families.

Faced with the question of starving or moving, these dispossessed families came west. To a certain extent they were actuated by advertisements and hand bills distributed by labor contractors from California. It is to the advantage of the corporate farmer to have too much labor, for then wages can be cut. Then people who are hungry will fight each other for a job rather than the employer for a living wage.





It is possible to make money for food and gasoline for at least nine months of the year if you are quick on the get away, if your wife and children work in the fields. But then the dead three months strikes, and what can you do then? The migrant cannot save anything. It takes everything he can make to feed his family and buy gasoline to go to the next job. If you don't believe this, go out in the cotton fields next year. Work all day and see if you have made thirty-five cents. A good picker makes more, of course, but you can't.

The method of concentrating labor for one of the great crops is this. Handbills are distributed, advertisements are printed. You've seen them. Cotton pickers wanted in Bakersfield or Fresno or Imperial Valley. Then all the available migrants rush to the scene. They arrive with no money and little food. The reserve has been spent getting there.

If wages happen to drop a little, they must take them any way. The moment the crop is picked, the locals begin to try to get rid of the people who have harvested their crops. They want to run them out, move them on.

The county hospitals are closed to them. They are not eligible to relief. You must be eligible to eat. That particular locality is through with them until another crop comes in.

It will be remembered that two years ago some so-called agitators were tarred and feathered. The population of migrants left the locality just as the hops were ripe. Then the howling of the locals was terrible to hear. They even tried to get the army and the CCC ordered to pick their crops.

About the fifteenth of January the dead time sets in. There is no work. First the gasoline gives out. And without gasoline a man cannot go to a job even if he could get one. Then the food goes. And then in the rains, with insufficient food, the children develop colds because the ground in the tents is wet.

I talked to a man last week who lost two children in ten days with pneumonia. His face was hard and fierce and he didn't talk much.

I talked to a girl with a baby and offered her a cigaret. She took two puffs and vomited in the street. She was ashamed. She shouldn't have tried to smoke, she said, for she hadn't eaten for two days.

I heard a man whimpering that the baby was sucking but nothing came out of the breast. I heard a man explain very shyly that his little girl couldn't go to school because she was too weak to walk to school and besides the school lunches of the other children made her unhappy.

I heard a man tell in a monotone how he couldn't get a doctor while his oldest boy died of pneumonia but that a doctor came right away after it was dead. It is easy to get a doctor to look at a corpse, not so easy to get one for a live person. It is easy to get a body buried. A truck comes right out and takes it away. The state is much more interested in how you die than in how you live. The man who was telling about it had just found that out. He didn't want to believe it.




Next year the hunger will come again and the year after that and so on until we come out of this coma and realize that our agriculture for all its great produce is a failure.

If you buy a farm horse and only feed him when you work him, the horse will die. No one complains of the necessity of feeding the horse when he is not working. But we complain about feeding the men and women who work our lands. Is it possible that this state is so stupid, so vicious and so greedy that it cannot feed and clothe the men and women who help to make it the richest area in the world? Must the hunger become anger and the anger fury before anything will be done?
Monterey Trader, April 15, 1938

Glass houses, anyone?