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Sons
of a Laboring God
Getting
Down and Dumb at Burt's Tavern
By
JOE BAGEANT
Too much public education only
gets working people riled up and full of backsass.
Virginia Sen. Harry Flood Byrd
My home town is one of those slowly
rotting East Coast burgs that makes passers-through think to
themselves: "What the hell is this? Mayberry USA on crack?"
The town's 250-year old core is a blighted clot of ramshackle
houses carved into apartments and cheesy businesses. Its outer
rim of slurb is the typical ugly gash of commercial hell, an
assortment of mindlessly jammed-together tire dealers, grim asphalt,
slurp and burps, and car dealerships of the type that make the
U.S. one of the ugliest nations on earth. A sign in the median
strip of this gash proclaims Winchester an official U.S. "All-American
Town." To its credit however, the town does have that special
kind of seediness found only in the U.S. South. It might even
be considered weirdly colorful in an America studies sort of
way, with its hard-faced characters straight out of Grapes
of Wrath and spooky and well-scrubbed Bible thumpers. Beauty
being in the eye of the beholder, our local Chamber of Commerce
calls it "Historic Winchester, Virginia." But many
of us who grew up here call it Dickville; if you were born and
raised here you were probably dicked from the beginning.
Faced with life in such a town,
there is only one solution. Beer. So I sit here at Burt's Westside
Tavern (The name is changed on the slight chance some local will
find this on the internet, then convince Burt he can sue me for
libel). Burt's Westside is a lunch and after-work beer dump,
the lair of the rightwing working class, along with the regular
line-up of small town loser boozers and a couple of militia types.
In the end booth sits a fat guy wearing a tee shirt that reads:
"One million battered women in this country and I've been
eating mine plain!" That this is not considered especially
offensive at Burt's says all one needs to know about the cultural
and gender sensitivity of the clientele. And the fact that this
fellow*who I have known since high school and whose name is Pooty*votes,
is probably something I would be afraid to contemplate, were
not cheap American beer such a palliative for anxious thought
tonight.
Every customer at Burt's loves
George Bush. Worships George Bush. One reason is because George
Bush doesn't give a shit. When his detractors point out the
complete fraud of WMDs, he doesn't give a shit. When newspapers
worldwide suggest Bush may be the biggest international threat
today, Bush does not give a shit. This gives him street cred
among these people who for better or worse, I must call my own.
Why should they give a shit about international opinion? After
all, as presented by the media, the world outside is altogether
nasty terrain*a news hour nether region from whence child suicide
bombers swarm toward us in a tide that will only be stopped by
a good old goddam American pounding with the biggest ball busting
bombs we can muster. So Bush "sounds right" when he
says, "We will not cut and run." And when George Bush
sneers "Bring'em on!" he sounds even more right. Sounding
right is everything when you don't know shit from Shinola. Here
is their political universe, which I'm sure you've heard before
but it's always best to keep horsecrap in one pile:
*Muslims are out to kill us
all. So we need to kill them all first.
*Democrats, a party of liberal
queers supported by ghetto blacks, Commie college professors
and Mafia-backed unions, let 9/11 happen.
*The world hates us because
we are rich.
*The snail-eating, wine-besotted
French are a bunch of spiteful pussies, ungrateful that we saved
their asses in World War II.
And that's it. That is the
common wisdom. If it appears too common to be believable, then
you have never lived in the American South.
Such ignorance may is funny
to observe, but if you think about it, it is the kind of viral
stuff that has eaten away much of the American polity's very
ability to think and its ability to do more than merely react
to propaganda, or to the price of gas or misrepresentations that
sound right. And if you are a liberal, you are going to square
off with these people at the polls in November. There are a lot
of them, not all as ornery as the crowd at Burt's to be sure,
but never the less a huge number of the same political and economic
stripe.
These are the skilled and semi-skilled
workers, people without a college degree, (in this town, nearly
two fifths of working adults without even a high school degree)
some thoughtful and self-educating, others not. They represent
55% of all voters. Many are the inexplicable self-screwing working
folks who voted neo-conservative Republican in 2000. Never mind
that Bush economic policies are why so many of them are drinking
short beers tonight, or that his tax plan made them poorer and
the rich much richer. They approved of it simply because it was
called a tax "cut," and because many of them needed
their $200 rebate scrap of that federal hog to pay off last winter's
heating bill. By any realistic assessment, nearly everyone in
Burt's is working poor. They would never admit it. Nor do government
guidelines acknowledge them as such. But so long as the current
administration infers that people like them are heroes (they
identify heavily with the firemen, policemen of 911 and the soldiers
in Iraq) they don't need no steenking economic justice. According
to a recent Roper poll, 49% of Americans in this economic class
will vote for George Bush in '04. Here in Burt's it is probably
100%. Obviously, I am making no pretense at liberal humility
or sensitivity. So if you are not willing to call dumb dumb when
you see it, you might want to quit reading right about here.
What these folks really need
is for someone to say out loud: "Now lookee here dammit!
You are dumber than a sack of hammers and should'a got an education
so you would have half a notion of what's going on." Someone
once told me that and, along with the advice never to mix Mad
Dog 20-20 with whiskey, it is the best I ever received. But no
one in America is about to say such a thing out loud because
it sounds elitist. It sounds un-American and undemocratic. It
also might get your nose broken in certain venues. In an ersatz
democracy maintaining the popular national fiction that everyone
is equal, it is impermissible to say that, although we may all
have equal constitutional rights, we are not equal. It
takes at least some effort toward self-improvement just to get
to the starting line of socioeconomic equality, plus an ongoing
effort at being informed, if you want to function in America
nowadays.
So why are my people so impervious
to information? Hell, thanks to their kids, most of them I know
even have the Internet. Well, I can say the Internet's
vast realms are available to all, including the presently uninformed.
I can also say that a tater bug can drag a bale of cotton from
my house to yours. But that doesn't make it true about the Internet
or the tater bug. My faith in the Internet's information democracy
wilted when I once suggested to a friend facing eviction that
we Google up renter's rights to learn his options, and watched
him type in "rinters kicked out." Then too, when we
bumped into the banner on a site reading: JENNIFER LICKS THE
HUGE MAN'S SWORD," we both got kind of sidetracked. Yet
two weeks later he had found Newsmax and learned how to bookmark
it. Sometimes I think the GOP emits a special pheromone that
attracts fools and money.
Pooty, how
did we git so dumb?
Despite how it appears, our
mama's did not drop us on their heads. What I watch in Burt's
with such mixed feelings of humor and outrage is America's unacknowledged
class system at work. Saying that our system and its GOP helmsmen
skin the poor and working classes out of all opportunity is like
saying a $40 hooker will nearly always steal your wallet on the
way out of the motel room. Everybody knows that. However, no
one but the so-called "far left" ever talks about the
extremely localized and not so nice ways in which small and middle-sized
towns such as Dickville are important to American capitalism's
machinery. They are where the first rip-offs are pulled, where
the first muggings take place. Where the first dollars and opportunities
are wrung from the basic needs of the machines human components,
otherwise known as working stiffs. Southern towns like Dickville
are perfect for observing it clearly because here it manifests
itself in high definition, spittle flecked, living color. This
pig wears no lipstick.
The lives and intellectual
cultures of the hardest working people in these towns are not
just stunted by the smallness of the society into which they
were born. They are purposefully held in bondage by a local network
of moneyed families, bankers, developers, lawyers, and business
people in whose interests it is to a have cheap, unquestioning
and compliant labor force. They invest in developing such a force
by not investing (how's that for making money out of thin
air!) in the education and quality of life for anyone but their
own. These places are, as they say, "investment paradise."
That means low taxes, few or no local regulations, no unions,
and a Chamber of Commerce tricked out like a gaggle of hookers,
welcoming the new nonunion, air poisoning battery acid factory.
"To hell with pollution. We gonna sell some propity, move
some real'state today fellas!" Big contractors, realtors,
lawyers, everybody gets a slice, except the poorly educated nonunion
mooks who will be employed at the acid plant at discount rates.
At the same time, and more
importantly, this business cartel*and you have to call it that*controls
most elected offices and municipal boards. Incidentally, it makes
for some ridiculous civic scenarios: When our town's educators
decided to hold a conference on the future employment needs of
our youth, the keynote speaker was the CEO of a local rendering
plant a vast, stinking facility that cooks down roadkills and
expended deep fryer fats into the goop they put in animal feeds.
He got a standing ovation from the school board and all the
downtown main pickle vendors. Not a soul in that Best Western
events room thought it was ironic. If you think I am insinuating
that the pecker-in-the-dirt ignorance of folks like those at
Burt's has been institutionalized and cultivated, you are right.
A bootstrap
is just another strap
Anyone who actually believes
that all these poor working puds can beat this system, lift themselves
up by their bootstraps, is either a neo-con ideologue or the
child of advantage. Most readers of this article probably have
a college education. Because only 25% of Americans get a college
degree, we are the children of advantage, even if we got it the
hard way. It may not feel like having one up on the majority,
but if we get off the Internet for a while and spend just one
day driving around the unpleasant towns and neighborhoods we
avoid, those where the check cashing businesses and the pawn
shops flourish, it becomes obvious. And I am not talking about
ghettoes either. I'm talking about the heartland of America where
it's supposed to be all lightning bug summers and hotdogs on
the grill.
Admittedly, in many places
a true blue collar middle class still exists*just as unions still
exist. But both have had the snot substantially kicked out of
them by repeated Republican (and not a few Democratic) assaults.
Both are on the ropes like some old boxing pug taking the facial
cuts and popping eye capillaries with no referee to come in and
stop the carnage. The American bootstrap myth is just another
strap that makes the working poor privately conclude that they
must in some way be inferior, given that they cannot seem to
apply it to their lives. Hell Homer, if the friggin immigrant
gooks can put together successful business of their own, why
can't you keep up with your truck payments? (Answer: Because
he ain't got no damned health insurance, and his family's medicine
keeps him broke.) Right now, even by the government's spruced-up
numbers, one third of working Americans make less than $9 an
hour. Looking a decade ahead, five of the ten fastest-growing
jobs will be menial, dead-end jokes on the next generation*mainly
retail clerks, cashiers, and janitors, according to the Bureau
of Labor Statistics.
Some of us were born sons of
a toiling god, with the full understanding that life was never
meant to be easy. But at least we could always believe that our
kids had a chance for a better life. These days, it's harder
to believe that. Allow me this simple observation from my own
life: I am quite certain that if I were trying to get into college
today with the mediocre grades I made, and no family "college
fund," or family home to second mortgage, I would not have
made it as far as I have. There were college scholarships, loans,
and programs out the yin yang, and a high school education more
or less prepared one for college. That is not to say the class
divide was not a steep and ugly ditch back then. It was. But
it is an absolute canyon now and growing deeper. All one has
to do is look around at the un-funded No Child Left Behind program
or the scam of "teacher-based accountability." When
it became obvious that Johnny is now so damned dumb he can't
pour piss out of a boot with the instructions on the bottom*assuming
he could even read the instructions*the current regime was quick
to get up a posse to lynch the school marm, then resume the theft
of education funds on behalf of the rich. Neo-conservative leaders
understand quite well that education has a liberalizing effect
on a society. Presently they are devising methods to smuggle
resources to those American madrasses, the Christian fundamentalist
schools, a sure way to make the masses even more stupid if ever
there was one. Is it any wonder the Gallup Poll tells us that
48 percent of Americans believe that God spit on his beefy paws
and made the universe in seven days? Only 28 percent of Americans
believe in evolution. It is no accident that number corresponds
roughly to the number with college degrees. So intelligent liberals
are advised to save their depression and the good booze for later,
when things get worse.
Some final
commie screed
In case the blunt hammer with
which I have been beating to death this issue of education-as-the-ultimate-solution
still has not left its mark, allow me one more observation. Many
people reading this financed their children's educations with
second mortgages. The working poor do not have that option.
(Although college may be moot anyway if your kids graduate from
neglected public high schools thinking that h2o is a cable channel.)
They rent until they die, with no option of passing along accumulated
wealth in the form of equity in a home*which is the way most
families do it in this country*to their children. So over the
generations they stay stuck or lose ground. And stay dumb and
drink beer at Burt's and vote Republican because no real liberal
voice, the kind that speaks the rock bottom, undeniable truth,
ever enters their lives. But it can. I have on occasion at Burt's
found an agreeing ear to all of the very arguments above.
When the current administration
is finished looting the commonweal it will make the Reagan era
rip-job look like a charity ball. That is a given. We will have
to swallow it whole. Then it will be up to real liberals, and
I am NOT talking about the Democratic Party kind, to repair the
damage for decades to come. Assuming we can unelect George Bush
again, and assuming we can make it stick this time. We cannot
count on another Clinton decade of free market slight of hand.
Nor can we settle for Democratic Party concocted federal programs
that give disenfranchised citizens a flush of money, then sends
them forth with no more education than god gave a soggy animal
cracker so they can be suckered into buying the newest four-wheel
drive GM hog or die in the oil wars that are surely coming. Everyone
will have to be smarter, if there is to be any kind of future
for anyone but the rich, who will by then have managed to escape
to Aspen, or the desert, or Southern France, or wherever it is
that thievery's princes always escape to. They have their choice
of places, but we will be stuck here. Together.
One of the few good things
about growing older is that one can remember what otherwise appears
to have been purposefully erased from the national memory. Forty
years ago all men of goodwill agreed that every citizen had the
right to a free and credible education. Manifestation of one's
fullest potential was considered a national goal. Now these have
come to be labeled as unworkable ideas. (Maybe even downright
com'nist, Pooty.) But in the long term, those are the only things
which will save us all, because if labor hath no brother, then
doth no man. These are the only things that will realign us with
that notion of good yeoman liberty to which we have always at
least paid lip service, and toward which we should grope even
in, and perhaps especially in, such darkening times. No, it will
not stop the present jingoistic warmongering of our rogue nation.
Nothing but millions taking to the streets can do that. But it
will go a long, long way toward ensuring that it never happens
again.
Joe Bageant is a hillbilly "leftneck"
who writes from Winchester, Virginia. He may be contacted at
bageantjb@netscape.net.
Copyright 2004, Joe Bageant.
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