*THE
WORKER*
Brisbane
September 1, 1894
THE
EDITORIAL MILL.
Our
Motto: “Socialism in our time.”
The
attitude of employers and employers' combinations towards employ'es
and employ'es unions should be contemplated by those who discuss the
lawlessness of the bush workers out West, before deciding on
wholesale denunciation. The modern employer appears to look upon the
wage-earner as a mere commodity similar to a bag of potatoes or a
long-handled shovel; and employers' unions treat workers' unions with
far less consideration than they would be stow on a collection of
such commodities. Prior to all the big industrial disputes which have
taken place during the past few years in England, America, and
Australia the employers have been invited by the employ'es to submit the questions in dispute to
arbitration. No stone has been left unturned, no means neglected to
try to obtain conferences which would avoid a resort to strikes.
These
conciliatory efforts should have been met with some show of respect,
but in nearly all cases the response has been of an exasperating
nature. “We have no quarrel with our employ'es,” sarcastically
replied the Australian shipowners in 1893, having filled with
blacklegs the places of the men who asked for conferences. “ We
have nothing to arbitrate about,” said the representative of the
monopolist Pullman on the eve of the late big strike, which resulted
in an approach to civil war. “We decline to confer,” writes the
representative of the great pastoralist monopoly in the country.
* * *
Can
it be wondered that unionists take arms and forcibly seize steamers
and blacklegs when employers turn a deaf ear to all appeals for
reasonable if not friendly discussion? Is there the slightest ground
for astonishment that the more aggressive strikers should show little
respect for law and order when employers treat them as bondsmen who
should be dumb and respectful no matter what terms the squatters in
their stiff-necked, wilful pride of wealth and power choose to offer?
I confess I am not surprised at the threatening aspect of affairs. As
Labour Members M'Donald recently remarked. I am only surprised the
strike has not assumed a much more serious aspect.
* * *
Even
the Brisbane Courier acknowledges that “the social and industrial
condition of Western Queensland is unsatisfactory and discreditable.
The outlook upon the human life which is scattered over those vast
western plains is a painful one. It is difficult for persons living
in cities like Brisbane to understand or imagine how great are the
sacrifices and hardships demanded from settlers and workers on the
plains. Life is isolated and monotonous; the great world seems far
away; resources of amusement and of intellectual interest are meagre
and few. Workers have to wander over great spaces of country in
search of employment, and many of them cannot escape months of
compulsory idleness.”
* * *
Yet
the United Pastoralists – the well-to-do fat and sleek squatters –
who are as well aware as the Courier of the wretched condition of the
bush workers' existence, the wearisome and fatiguing marches, the
dark prospects, the aimless life – would make those conditions
worse. Their response to the bush workers' appeal against lowered
wages and an altered agreement is “Take the work or leave it.”
Does any sensible person think that human nature can stand cruelty
and arrogance of this description without a strong protest. Only the
greedy employer would expect such a thing. It is indeed gratifying to
find that the hard-pressed bushmen have made a strong protest, that
they have shown the workers of Australia how to carry on a strike
without large funds to the credit of the union. For nine long weeks
they have stood shoulder to shoulder in a manner that will prove an
example to all future strikers throughout these colonies. For nine
long, weary weeks the wealthiest combination in Australia has scoured
the continent for vile and worthless specimens of Humanity, who may
be used for a few weeks and then be cast adrift, but only about one
man out of every 1000 of the population has been crawler enough to do
the squatters' dirty work. Unionism dead! Unionism was only sleeping
when the pastoralists thought they could, like thieves in the night,
steal more of the bush workers' wages by their so-called agreement
and union-crushing tactics.
* * *
If
the combined employers persist in trying to degrade the Australian
workers to the level of underpaid European slaves, there may occur in
this country a similar scene to that which took place at Sacramento
(U.S.) during the late big railway strike. The railway depot was
crowed with strikers, and the military had been called out, when
orders came to move the Pullman cars at all hazards. Says the
EXAMINER: “As the Sacramento troops came to a halt immediately in
front of the strikers' phalanx, the strikers began to talk to them.
'Are you boys going to shoot into us?' called out one. 'Don't you
know that we were raised with you, that we are your brothers, and
that the fight that you are making on us is only to enable a hungry
corporation to grind its employ'es down?' 'Colonel Guthrie,' called
another striker, 'I went to school with you. We have been friends
ever since we knew what the word meant. Are you going to order your
men to stab me with their bayonets?' 'Throw down your guns, boys,'
called another voice. 'We know you have no stomachs for the work you
are at, don't let pride make you shoot down your own people.' 'Jack.'
said one young fellow, 'are you going to stick that in my breast?' He
tore open his shirt as he spoke and pointed to the gleaming bayonet.
The man addressed as 'Jack' bit his lip, but that did not prevent the
tears from rolling down his cheeks. This was the dramatic situation
of the day. To advance a single step the soldiers must have first
cleared a way through the men. Presently the marshal shouted out an
order. The men came to attention. Then he gave another order. The
strikers heard it, but they did not give way a foot. The bayonets
were levelled now at the strikers' breasts, almost touching them, and
the troops waiting for the next word which would have sent them
matching over the bodies of the strikers.
* * *
“That
command was not carried out. The men did not march into the crowd
with bayonets fixed, and fire. They merely stood with their bright
steel levelled, and waited. The strikers, giving back not an inch,
doubled their pleadings and protests. They called the men in the
ranks by name, and brought back to them memories of boyhood passed
together. “Frank,” cried a man from the thickest part of there
opposing mob, “if you kill me you make your sister a widow. Would
you rather murder her husband than hold your hand from increasing
Pullman's fortune?” Suddenly several companies of soldiers turned
about and marched away from the scene amid the cheers of the
multitude. Those companies were deprived of their arms and uniforms,
but they preserved their honour, although dismissed in disgrace.”
* * *
This
pathetic picture marks an epoch in the history of strikes, and is a
straw which shows how the wind is blowing. It furnishes a gleam of
hope that the gruesome slaughter, predicted by Ignatius Donnelly in
his “Caesar's Column,” where the employers engage hordes of
workers to shoot down strikers without mercy, will not take place,
but that when organised Greed and Capital give the word for “the
firing to be effective,” the troops will refuse to legally murder
their comrades, and Justice will win the day without a drop of blood
being shed – unless, of course, the capitalists themselves
undertake to fire, which is extremely doubtful, for they, like the
average daily press editors who prate of courage, would rather –
short winded and flabby thought they are – run five miles than
fight for five seconds. The lesson to be learned is that strikes must
be on a large scale. Every wage-earner must be a unionist. Unions
must be affiliated in a large and powerful federation. Then we shall
have something like a decent show of meeting the disgraceful tactics
of the corrupt politicians and greedy monopolists who are a disgrace
to civilisation.
W. G.
Higgs.
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