Pecan Shellers Strike

Steven Harrigan’s New Book on Texas

Steven Harrigan published an excerpt from his new and highly anticipated book, Big Wonderful Thing, in the Literary Hub

In it, he tells a story about the Pecan Shellers Strike in 1938, and mentions Emma Tenayuca, and Latane Lambert.  He tells the story quickly and well.  

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Further material on the Pecan Shellers Strike can be found inPeople’s History in Texas newly republished booklet Talkin’ Union: Texas Women Workers.   There is a chapter on the Pecan Shellers Strike by yours truly.  We cover the same ground.  You can buy it on Amazon and if you do, please write a review.

Max Krochmal’s Book on Texas Progressives

Even further material can be found in Max Krocmal’s Blue Texas.  Max, who did a stint as a PHIT board member, has produced, by far, the most extensive narrative of San Antonio politics and the story of the Pecan Shellers.

Women in the Texas labor force

Here is a link to PHIT’s 1977 documentary which includes the oral history of the Pecan Shellers. There are 4 parts. Talkin’ Union

Happy reading!

Jesse Billingsley Texas Hero and Pet Lover

Jesse Billingsley

Meditations at the Museum

PHIT’s new project is to visit small Texas museums and tell stories of peculiar and little known episodes in Texas History.  It is modeled somewhat on the Mysteries of the Museum, but we don’t want to get sued, so we changed the name to Meditations at the Museum.

The Bastrop County Museum is a lovely museum and has an exhibit of the Freedom Colonies of Bastrop County, which PHIT will profile in a later post. PHIT, however, noticed a two-foot limestone cemetery marker celebrating Jesse Billingsley, a local Texas Revolutionary hero.  The stone was originally positioned in the front yard of Billingsley’s house in McDade and the placard said that he requested that his horse by buried on one side and his parrot on the other.

Billingsley McDade Headstone

In 1930, however, by order of the State of Texas, he was disinterred and reburied in the State Cemetery.  His horse and his parrot were not re-buried by his side.

Billingsley was one of the earliest settlers of Bastrop County, and joined the fight for independence, ultimately becoming the captain of Col. Edward Burleson’s First Regiment.  Billingsley was a friend of Davy Crockett and is generally credited as the first Texas to utter the battle cry “Remember the Alamo.”  The First Regiment fought with great distinction in the battle of San Jacinto.  On that day, April 21, 1836, Billingsley was wounded in the left hand by cannon fire, which crippled the hand for life.

Billingsley subsequently represented Bastrop County in the First and Second Republic of Texas Congress and the Fifth and Eighth legislatures of the State of Texas.  In 1861, he sacrificed his public career by taking a stand against secession from the Union.  He was also an advocate for the literacy of slaves.

In 1874, Captain Billingsley stepped forward to insist that the name of a black soldier, Maxlin “Mack” Smith be inscribed on the San Jacinto honor role after his name had been omitted from the bronze plaque listing those who fought in the Battle of San Jacinto.

In 1929, the state of Texas, in preparation for the Texas Centennial, began disinterring important Texans and reburying them in the State Cemetery.  Billingsley was re-buried, but, sadly, his horse and his parrot were left behind in McDade.  

We at PHIT believe that Billingsley has been done an injustice and that he is probably lonely in the State Cemetery.  He is surrounded by pro-secessionists and racists, people who threw him out of the Texas Legislature just because he was a loyal citizen of the United States of American.  And he has to endure this for eternity without the comfort of his beloved animals.

PHIT thinks a petition is in order.

PHIT also thinks that that sad saga of the 70 men and women dug up and reburied in the Texas Cemetery is worthy of a story.

Barton Creek

Barton Creek
Ed Crowell
Photos by Alberto Martinez

Who doesn’t love Barton Springs?  Home of the ice cold swimming hole.  Home of philosopher’s rock.  Home of the hippest place in town.

Turns out so many people want to be associated with Barton Springs that many, way too many, want to live on Barton Creek.  And they want pavement and they want their manicured lawns and they want their privacy  They don’t want anyone trespassing on their little piece of a hallowed creek.

Others think Barton Springs and Barton Creek are a natural and environmental treasure to be saved and protected and enjoyed.

Story of a battle?  You bet!  A non-stop epic.

This endless battle to save the purity of Barton Springs has been waged since I arrived in 1972 and will probably still be going on when they scatter my ashes at an undisclosed location on Barton Creek Watershed.  

In researching the Rag for the book Celebrating the Rag, I found an article in a 1970 RAG alerting the community to some planned apartments above the Springs.  The writer mentioned that if folks weren’t careful and if they didn’t regulate that kind of development, it could hurt the Springs.

Austinites have been trying to slow down development ever since. Austinites have been swimming and agitating and protesting and winning elections and agitating some more and protesting about protecting Barton Creek and protecting the watershed and maintaining the purity of a Austin, if not Texan, if not national, icon. 

The newest and latest and gorgeously beautiful book about this icon  is Barton Creek written by Ed Crowell and peppered with delicious photographs by Alberto Martinez.  In a series of essays, the book travels along the entire 40 mile twisty Barton Creek stream and talks with the people who live on the banks of Barton Creek, and in that pleasant process details the history of this storied Creek and very specifically outlines the environmental history of the area and the nasty impacts of development.

Barton Springs Begins Here

It starts at the end and ends at the beginning.  Of the creek that is.  The headwaters begin at Ralph Breed’s Ranch.  Right next door to the headwaters is the Pure Luck Goat Farm.

Crowell interviews elderly ranchers who treasure the land and simply will not sell it to developers.  These natural stewards want to keep the land intact and pure for their kids and for kid’s kids.

He talks with the current resident of Philosopher’s Ranch, the rustic getaway for J. Frank Dobie, that has been turned into a writer’s getaway.

And he begins the story with the tale of a young man who walked the entire 40 miles of the creek a couple of decades ago

The people he didn’t talk to were the developers and the owners of the pricey McMansions who try to horde this treasure all to themselves.  I mean,who wants to hear their sordid story.  Seriously, who would want to hear their history—destroying paradise for a couple of bucks.  Not People’s History in Texas, that’s for sure.

Buy this book. The photos are great. The stories are great. And you might learn a little people’s history along the way.

Socialist Ghost Town

Once this was Kristenbad

Wrapped around the de Cordova bend in the Brazos River, just south of Granbury, Texas, lies the small gated community of Pecan Plantation.  Once upon a time, that site was originally the home of Kristenbad, which was often labeled as a Socialist Utopia.

Established in 1928 by John Christensen, a Danish-American, it was envisioned as a sort of cooperative self-help colony.  The definition of just what the colony was to be called has been debated by many Texas historians. Some have called it communism, some socialism, some a utopian community.

In the late 1920s, Christensen bought about 200 acres from the Burleson family.  This is the famous Burleson line of Texas history fame and the specific Burleson, Albert Sydney, that he bought it from was the Postmaster General of the United States during the Woodrow Wilson administration.  That particular Burleson introduced segregation into the Postal Service and was responsible for the censorship and suppression of left newspapers and periodicals during WWI.  What Albert Burleson thought about his land being used in such a way is unknown at the moment.  Perhaps an archival dig is in the offing by PHIT.  

Kirstenbad money

There were perhaps 200 people who participated in the enterprise.  These were families who lived together, worked together, and helped each other out.  They didn’t call it socialism, but it is hard to find a better word.  Christenson himself was attracted by the living arrangements of Scandinavian agricultural communities who relied upon and supported each other. He tried to create a similar arrangement in Texas.  It worked for a while.

Kirstenbad money

The Kristenbad community had a community sawmill, a chair factory and a charcoal factory.  The businesses were set up using community resources and were to be used by the community.  The Kristenbad community provided a non-profit store, a stock purchase plan and a marketing cooperative. The community created its own monetary system, based on non-precious metal tokens that only circulated within Kristenstad.  It was just small change—a nickel, dime, quarter and half-dollar—and just used in the local stores.  But it wasn’t socialism, say many commentators, because people owned their own land.

During the 1930’s, Christenson proposed that the unemployed homeless in Fort Worth be given land in Kristenbad which would be paid out over time.  He proposed that charities help.  This structure is similar to lots of intentional cooperative, collective, utopian, socialist communities.  

In the 1930s New Deal, a series of 10 Texas subsistence communities, created by the federal government were basically run as cooperative communities for a while.  Certain things were owned in common. Kristenbad was a precursor of the subsistence communities.   You can view three documentaries on the New Deal subsistence communities on the PHIT website.

Kristen bad was a limited cooperative.  Newspapers called it utopia.  In the great Depression, of course, it was far from a Utopia.  Prices fell. The chair factory burned.  A drought hit.  A hard winter.  And, honestly, folk,  that is usually about all it takes to kill a Utopia or a cooperative that is just starting out.

In 1938, the community defaulted on a note and the property was returned to the Burleson heirs.

A dam on the de Cordova Bend was proposed in 1964 and finished in 1969.

At the present time,  Kristenbad is the site of Pecan Plantation, a gated community wrapped around the Brazos River.  Pecan trees, do indeed populate the area just outside the community.  Still a bit of a utopia.  Free pecans for all.

Talkin’ Union: Texas Women Workers

More than four decades ago, an enterprising group of young independent historians produced a path-breaking book and documentary, Talkin’ Union. It featured one of the first scholarly accounts of the great San Antonio pecan sheller strike of 1938, amplifying the powerful but overlooked voice of lifelong organizer Alberta Zepeda Snid. It uncovered interracial unions among Black, white, and Mexicana women garment workers in Dallas, of all places, as well as their union sisters along the border—long before anyone had heard of maquiladoras. The rare oral history interviews and pioneering scholarly essays in this book have clearly withstood the test of time and will now bring the power of people’s history to a new generation of activists!

PROFESSOR MAX KROCHMAL, AUTHOR OF BLUE TEXAS: THE MAKING OF A MULTIRACIAL DEMOCRATIC COALITION IN THE CIVIL RIGHTS ERA

NJP Publishing is proud to announce that Talkin’ Union:Texas Women Workers is now available for purchase at Lulu.com. Edited by Richard Croxdale and Melissa Hield with a preface by Glenn Scott, Talkin’ Unionis the third book published by NJP Publishing as part of a 2019 series featuring women’s work, memoir, poetry and history. Talkin’ Union tells the groundbreaking story of Texas women pecan shellers and seamstresses who organized for economic and social equality in the ’30s. Researchers with People’s History in Texas relied on first-hand oral histories and extensive archival research to bring this history to life. The Pecan Shellers Strike is now acknowledged as an historic mass movement, the largest mass strike in Texas, and the foundation for Hispanic organizing for a generation.  The Texas garment workers who organized in the ’30s with the International Ladies’ Garment Workers’ Union have never received the attention they deserve.  Essays from 1979 about African American women and Chicanas in the Texas workforce capture the beginning of a sea change in women’s workforce participation that would soon transform women’s lives, family dynamics, and the U.S. economy. The material was available for limited distribution as a booklet in 1979, but has been published by NJP Publishing with a 2019 introduction to make this history available through online platforms.Talkin’ Union:Texas Women Workers can be purchased at Lulu.com and will be available soon through Amazon, Ingram, and Barnes and Noble.   

General Patrick Cleburne and ConfederateEmancipation

Random Meditations at Random Museums

     

picture of general patrick cleburne
General Patrick Cleburne

PHIT’s new project is to visit small Texas museums and tell stories of peculiar and little known episodes in Texas History.  It is modeled somewhat on the Mysteries of the Museum, but we don’t want to get sued, so we changed the name to Meditations at the Museum.

The Johnson County Historical Museum is located in Cleburne, in the County Courthouse.  The Johnson County Courthouse is truly one of the finest courthouse reconstructions around.  Beautiful marble rises four stories around a central court.  Faces of creatures can be seen peering through the marble.  You have to see it to believe it.

The Museum is on the second floor and is nicely arranged although clearly it is a volunteer and an underfunded affair.   While circling the exhibits, PHIT found a note in a cabinet devoted to General Patrick Cleburne, a confederate general who is the town’s namesake.

Cleburne was born in Ireland, and he fought in the British Army before migrating to Arkansas.  He signed up to fight on the Confederate side in the Civil War, and proved to be a brilliant tactician. He was known as the Stonewall of the West.  After the war, a group of his soldiers settled in Johnson County, Texas, and pressed to have the county seat named after their commander.

road side of cleburne's proposal to arm slaves

In the exhibit dedicated to the town’s namesake, there was a small quote from Cleburne.  In late 1863, Cleburne advocated a unique policy to win the war.  “Free the slaves and arm them.”

DUH!  That is some serious thinking outside the box. The logic was inexorable.  Free the slaves and what’s the point of fighting.  Of course, it goes without saying that the proposal was rejected and Cleburne was ordered to not talk about it.  He was killed in Battle of Franklin later in 1864.

HIs proposal gave me great mirth the rest of the day.  Talk about cognitive dissonance.  What did he think he was fighting for?

But it turns out the proposal wasn’t so off the wall.  It was actually quite well thought out and sophisticated, clearly the product of a brilliant tactician. Cleburne basically prefigured in 1863 the ultimate Reconstruction adaptation to the victory by the North. 

In late 1863, the South was clearly losing the war.  The generals knew that they didn’t have the manpower.  They had drafted every white male Southerner of fighting age.  No one was left.  Except male slaves.  The only route to victory was to arm them. Offer them their freedom. And put them on the front lines.

It was an existential moment for the South, or at least it was to those who bothered to think about the implications.

By freeing slaves and keeping the North at bay, the South would get to keep their institutions.  If they won the war, then they didn’t have to submit to the North.  They were worried that Abe Lincoln really would give all the land, all the plantations, to the former slaves.  

By 1863, those who bothered to think about it understood that the slaves were gone.  Slavery was done.  But if the South wanted to be in control of their own destiny, the south should free the slaves.  Freedom didn’t mean they got the right to vote.  Freedom didn’t mean that African-Americans had the right to control their lives.   

Cleburne was Irish.  He knew that the Irish were free, but the English still controlled everything.  He understand that you can be free and not free at the same time.

Debate about Confederate Emancipation raged for rest of the war.  Until the end,  actual slaveowners said “No Way!”  Cleburne’s gambit might have worked in 1863, but, by the end, when Confederate Emancipation was actually enacted in early 1865, the south worried, with good reason, that blacks would turn the guns on the slave owners.

“They day they give us guns, that the day the war ends,”  said one slave in Georgia.

front cover of book on confederate emancipation by bruce levine

Confederate Emancipation: Southern Plans to Free and Arm Slaves by Bruce Levine is an excellent book that details this existential crisis in the South.  As one of the Southern generals said during the discussion of Cleburne’s proposition,  “If we arm the slaves, and they fight well, then everything we have said about the capacity of the Negro for the last 60 years is wrong.”  Basically, he was admitting that if this gambit proved successful, his whole concept of how the world worked was wrong.  Talk about an existential moment!

On another note, one major gripe about the Cleburne museum is that the Populist Party had its origin in Cleburne.  During a major convention held in the town, the Alliance split into two factions, one of them political—they issued the Cleburne Demands in 1886.  It was this platform that led to the creation of the Populist Party. There is not one word of mention of this major historical event.

Freedom Colonies

There was a wonderful story in Austin American Statesman on Sunday about a Bastrop County Historical Museum project to document the freedom colonies in the Bastrop area. The Bastrop County Historical Museum is looking for oral history and documents and artifacts.  https://epaper.statesman.com/popovers/dynamic_article_popover.aspx?guid=84fa79db-7a42-4bd9-bd22-386977d3dbe4&pbid=0bd3b62f-2574-4676-88da-58d1361460ab&utm_source=app.pagesuite&utm_medium=app-interaction&utm_campaign=pagesuite-epaper-html5_share-article

Ten of the Bastrop County freedom colonies have been already been recorded by Andrea Roberts, Texas A&M professor of urban planning, who is collecting statewide information on freedom colonies. 

The Andrea Roberts site can be found at this site http://www.thetexasfreedomcoloniesproject.com/ http://www.thetexasfreedomcoloniesproject.com/ 

This is a new effort and hopefully it will spur more local activity such as the effort in Bastrop to identify and preserve this legacies.

Freedom colonies were the communities created by freed slaves after the the June 19th declaration of emancipation.  Freed African-Americans purchased land and created new communities.  Most of them were located on the edges of counties in order to get as far away as possible from the oversight of County Police.

Freedom Colonies by Thad Sitton

Thad Sitton has written a wonderful book on this piece of Texas history.  Freedom Colonies was published in 2005 and collected as much information as was available at the time.  This new effort should add to the identification and preservation of that history.

PHIT, inspired by the book, began a documentary project on St. John Colony, located in Caldwell County. Every Juneteenth, a Trail Ride is conducted to replicate the original caravan from Bastrop to St. John Colony (originally known as Winn’s Colony)  to commemorate the hurried trek to their new community.  It is an impressive sight as the Buffalo Soldiers ride their horses along the rural roads.  A great and inclusive feast is held at the community building when they arrive.  We were unable to finish the project, but still have the video clips and interviews.

Travis County is listed in Freedom Colonies as having 5 settlements. Clarksville, Kincheonville, Littig, Masontown, and Burdett’s Prairie(which is now known as Montopolis).

A Texas Tale of the Three Duval Brothers

Texas Capitol circa 1870

In both Texas and Florida, the Duval name is scattered through  place names and history.

Duval County in South Texas is named after Burr Duval.  Duval County in East Florida is named after his father, William Pope Duval.  There is a bit of controversy about the origin of the naming of Duval Road in Austin.

Burr Duval, in 1835, heard about the Revolution in Texas.  He gathered a group together and headed down to Texas.  It didn’t end well. He died in the Goliad massacre.  

His brother John Crittendon Duval accompanied him, but was spared at Goliad.  Later in life, he wrote “Early Times in Texas” which included the story of Goliad, which was an eyewitness account.  J. Frank Dobie, in 1939, when he was dredging through Texas lore and making a career of retelling those stories, crowned John C. Duval the first Texan writer. 

Barton Springs 1860

Thomas Howard Duval, the third Duval,  followed his brothers to Texas only after Texas achieved independence.  He was appointed a Federal Judge in the 1850’s and took his pledge to defend the country seriously and opposed secession.  He stayed in Austin and was part of a group of Union, i.e., United States, supporters.  The vote in Austin to secede was close and the Unionists were strong but definitely a minority.  The group of patriots included Governor Pease(of Pease Park, since we are doing place names in this post).  Occasionally, the secessionists would get riled up and the Unionists would have to head to the woods south of Barton Springs and hide out and hang out—kind of like the hippies on the 70’s.

It is a ongoing project of PHIT to collect the names of the Union supporters in Austin and create an educational webpage to honor the Austin opponents of secession.

Duval Road was originally a road that went from Austin to Duval, Texas.  Duval, Texas was a small settlement north of what was then Austin.  It would have been in what is now the Austin city limits, probably just south of McNeil.  Supposedly, there was some quarrying going on.  George Duval ran a general store in the 1880’s.  The entire town burned down around 1900.  Supposedly, residents still find molten glass occasionally.  A Statesman article says that Duval road was named after the storekeeper Duval.

J. Frank Dobie, however, says that Duval Road  is named after Burr Duval, the brother who died at Goliad.  I hate to contradict the icon who presides over Barton Springs, but I prefer to think of Duval Street as being named after Burr’s brother, Thomas Howard Duval, who supported the Union in the Civil War.

The Dad of these three Duval brothers was the devil incarnate. He was part of the genocide of non-white peoples in Florida, and largely instigated the Second Seminole War (Andrew Jackson precipitated the first).  Duval was appointed governor of the Florida territories in 1822.  At the time,  the two settled towns were St. Augustine and Pensacola.  He thought too much time was spent traversing between the two, so he chose a spot, equidistant between the two, to found a Capitol City.   That spot just happened to be Tallahassee.  Unfortunately, it was occupied by a Creek named Enemathla.  And Enemathla had developed gorgeous vegetable gardens, fruit orchards, cotton fields, and stands of sugar cane.  It is just entirely possible that the presence of a well-developed agriculture was why Tallahassee was chosen to be the Capitol.  In the Treaty of Moultrie Creek,  this beautiful land was traded for, according to Duval, even more beautiful land in Oklahoma.  Enemathla and his people didn’t agree, and the Second Seminole War ensued.  Duval ended up owning a fair amount of Tallahassee, but his sons moved on to Texas about the same time that the Third Seminole War was raging.  I am not sure why they didn’t fight in Florida, but perhaps they didn’t like alligators.  

There is a Duval Road in Tallahassee.  And Jacksonville is located in Duval County.  

Please remind our Florida friends that it is a different Duval.

So that is the story of the Three Duval Brothers and their Dad.  The next time you run into one of the 150 people a day arrive in Austin, and they want to know about place names, remind them of People’s History in Texas.

12th Street Law Commune Interview with Brady Coleman

Brady Coleman

People’s History in Texas interviewed Brady Coleman last week.  Brady Coleman was a member of the Austin Law Commune that practiced movement law in the 1970’s.  The movement law office  was started by Jim Simons and Cam Cunningham in 1969. Brady Coleman joined in the early 70’s.  The lawyers operated as a commune in that, the secretaries, legal assistants and lawyers, collectively decided on the cases they would take.  There were no salaries.  The money, what little there was, was dumped into a big collective pot and each person drew what was needed to live.

There were only a few such arrangements in the country and the Austin Law Commune lasted for most of the 70’s. It wasn’t unique to America, but it was rare, and it was certainly unique for Texas.

PHIT is collecting the oral histories of the lawyers and clients of the Austin Law Commune.  A documentary is expected to be completed in 2020.  We also have plans to expand the oral histories to include other significant movement lawyers of Austin.  This is a slice of history that has been neglected in the history books.  And it is PHIT’s mission statement to tell those neglected and forgotten stories.  If we don’t collect these stories, they might be lost forever.

Brady is an engaging storyteller. In 1991, Brady retired and began an acting career.   He played a lawyer in the movie Bernie.  He also appeared in numerous episodes of Walker—Texas Ranger.  He has a rather lengthy filmography on IMDb.

In our interview on camera, Brady regaled us with tales of the Gainesville 8, who were accused of conspiracy and terrorism for protesting Nixon in Miami at the Republican National Convention.  They were acquitted.

He successfully defended Bartee Haile who was accused of police assault in Houston.   This was the same incident in which Houston police killed Carl Hampton and wounded 12 others in a planned sniper attack.    

Chicanos Unidos were accused of a firebombing in El Paso and Brady and Cam Cunningham successfully defended them.

Brady also defended conscientious objectors, draftees, GI’s facing military litigation, and a plethora of protestors against the Vietnam War.

brady coleman sitting in chair, tshirt of gainsville 8 reunion.
5 members of melancholy ramblers band

Brady also plays in a band—the Melancholy Ramblers.  They play standards and sing labor songs and generally have a rousing good time.

Keep an eye out for the Austin Law Commune Documentary.  We will post updates as we interview more lawyers of the Austin iconic law office.  We will soon start fundraising to pay for the editing of the documentary.  So hold on your nickels and dimes.

Eugene V. Debs A Graphic Biography

front cover of book Eugene V. Debs
To be published in Sept. 2019

Paul Buhle, Steve Max, Dave Nance and Noah Van Sciver have produced a new and delightful biography of Eugene Victor Debs, the iconic American socialist, told in a comic book format, although these days, the proper term is graphic book.  For Debs, who created and constantly evolved new approaches to the battle against capital and injustice, approaches that were always peculiarly American, a graphic book is the perfect vehicle to tell his biography.

Eugene Victor Debs is an icon of American Socialism.  The man spoke of an American socialism in an American context in words that still resonate today.   A labor organizer, he was one of the first to insist on industrial unionism.  He was the primary organizer that helped create the Industrial Workers of the World, the legendary IWW.  He was the driving force behind the formation of the Socialist Party.  He supported women’s right to vote and defended their right to birth control.  He was imprisoned for his pacifist speeches in WWI.  

During those troubled years, Debs was an American moral force that is still largely unrecognized.  And this biography presents, graphically, the direct line of succession of that moral force from Eugene Debs to Bernie Sanders.

In 1912, Debs received more votes as a Socialist than any Socialist candidate has since that time.  1912 was the high mark.  The story of how that happened and why it faltered needs to be understood.  And this graphic novel is a short and excellent portrayal of the story.

Most histories of Debs’ life start out with his working life, toiling on the railroad as a fireman, shoveling coal into a furnace.  And, indeed, artist Noah Van Sciver has some exquisite panels of Debs that depict his time working on the railroad.

But Paul Buhle begins his script, his graphic biography, with an earlier and more hopeful start in which Debs’ French immigrant parents name him after two French humanist novelists—Eugene Sue and Victor Hugo.  It turned out to be exceptionally appropriate.  Eugene Victor Debs had the ability to write and deliver amazingly stirring and memorable speeches.  Those who heard his speeches say he was as mesmerizing as his namesakes.

Perhaps the most eloquent and endearing and essential element of the Debs story is the end of his long and productive life in which he is imprisoned for speaking out against the stupidity of World War One.  This is, again, the peculiarity of American Socialism.  The European Socialists eagerly jumped  the militaristic nationalist bandwagon, but Debs, the American Socialist, was imprisoned for loud and vocal pacifism and when sentenced gave his impassioned speech, still remembered—“If one person is of the lower class, then I am of the lower class.  If one person is in prison, then I am not free.”

A labor unionist, a socialist, a pacifist, a supporter of women’s right to vote, an advocate of minorities rights, Eugene V. Debs was a towering figure in America.   

This little graphic book is as much the story of American democratic socialism as it is the story of Eugene V. Debs.  In the final section, it follows the Socialist saga from Eugene Debs to Norman Thomas to Michael Harrington to Bernie Sanders.  A direct line of impassioned pleaders for justice and equality.   The Socialist Party that was never successful politically but always pointed the way to the next set of changes. In one panel, Norman Thomas reflects that the New Deal was effectively the platform of the Socialist Party. 

Understanding Eugene Debs story and his approach to an American socialism is vital to understanding the process of change in America.

A graphic novel is an oddly successful way of achieving this.  Debs, shown in his trademark bowtie and his slouching way of walking and his determination to continue the fight in spite of his deteriorating health, is clearly illustrated and clearly sympathetic.  

Debs is not the macho male revolutionary with the correct political strategy.  Debs is the moral force of change. Debs saw wrongs and tried to make them right.  Labor unions, women’s rights, racial equality, peace.  He fought the good fight for decades.

The graphic pictures show the story as only a graphic book can.  Hitting the highlights and trouncing quickly from peak to peak, it tells the story and tells the story effectively.

Since this is also a People’s History in Texas blog cross-post, the Texas connection must be pointed out.  In the last section, where the historical lines are drawn to the present day, one panel depicts the Oleo Strut.  The Oleo Strut was a GI Coffeehouse in Killeen, Texas that offered support to antiwar soldiers.  It was enthusiastically supported by Students for a Democratic Society activists from Austin.  The peaceniks, apparently,  were the sons and daughters of Debs and beautiful descendants of his pacifism in WWI.  

The PHIT documentary THE RAG, an Underground Newspaper talks about the Oleo Strut.

As a final minor note, and of interest only to Texas historians and to People’s History in Texas, it must be pointed out the Wilson’s Postmaster General, the one who denied second class mailing permits to the socialist press, was not Albert Burelson, but Albert Burleson.   Burleson was from San Marcos and a friend of Colonel House.  He is buried in Oakwood Cemetery in Austin if anyone wants to drop by and say a few words to him.