I’ve been reading “The Hungry Years” by T.H. Watkins and “Hard Times” by Studs Terkel–the former being a historical review of the Great Depression (with heavy emphasis on the New Deal programs and labor unionism), the latter being a collection of personal accounts from people who lived during that time, or their children. I’ve learned a lot. I knew times were really bad during that time, but some of the stories are just so heart-wrenching I cannot imagine Americans today withstanding them.
-Thousands of families living in shantytowns off the side of highways.
-Thousands of young men and some women riding the rails, living as tramps and hobos in search of any kind of work.
-Housewives or their help leaving food and clothing on their back porches for beggers.
-People coming together to form unemployment associations, creating quasi-self sustaining communities.
-Mile-long lines at soup kitchens and places advertising a couple of job openings.
Even more hard to imagine happening today…
-The government being allowed to create hundreds of thousands of jobs for almost every type of kind of work–from sewing, public works, and arts and music. If one reads about the Civilian Conservation Corps, you can’t blame them for thinking it was something out of different kind of society, a different world–a kind of hard-core Boy Scouts, complete with bugle reverie, barracks, and self-improvement classes.
-Riots and violence being mainstays at strikes and union activities…and it being sanctioned or even implemented by local governments.
-And of course, all the blatant racism and classicism.
Even the dust storms seemed out of this world.
I know society has changed in lots of ways since the 1930s. So I’m wondering how a modern-day depression would compare to the Great Depression? Would the suffering be greater? Would the tolerance for poor people be similar, greater, or lesser? Would our collective anxiety over socialism block governmental intervention and prolong or speed up recovery? Would we see mobilized unemployed masses–SUVs and mini-vans packed up to the rafters with furniture and people–traveling in search of work? Or would people be stationary, waiting fruitlessly for miraculous assistance to hit their suburbs? Would unions be dismantled in desperation or bolstered in the face of exploitation?
What would be the tipping point before our society would stop resembling what we have now? When I step out of my front door, I still see people driving around in big ole cars, gnoshing at Starbucks, dressed very nicely, everyone happy-smiley. I still see college kids absorbed in iPads, iPhones, Androids, Blackberries, and all sorts of digital wonderments… I have noticed an increase in panhandlers…more white and female faces walking the medians with cardboard “Need Work” signs than I’ve ever seen. But if there are huge masses of angry and suffering unemployed people, I have not seen them yet. I’m wondering if things get that bad, where poor people are everywhere, just how things will pan out for them and society as a whole.
Anyone have any ideas? Have we learned anything from the past (doesn’t seem like it), or will history repeat itself?
I know one thing. If I lost my job right now, the first thing that would come to mind would be, “Oh shit. What am I going to do about my meds!” So many of us are on some type of pill, whether it be birth control or anti-psychotic. Some of these are physiologically addictive…if you go cold-turkey, you can die (I think about the precariousness of my own situation on a regular basis). There’s no way I could just hop on the rails and take off for Californy (or wherever). Not without at least two months of meds stocked up. That’s really screwed up, but it’s true. I’m not as strong as my 1930s counterpart. I might be smarter, but despite the relatively more comfortable life I’ve lived, I’m physically and emotionally weaker. I think I would be blown away like a speck of dust if anything like the Great Depression hit us.