For my birthday, Brian gave me a first edition copy (1936) of The People, Yes – a booklength poem by modernist author Carl Sandburg. At first I didn’t realize that it was a book length work – I thought each numbered poem was separate unto itself. And they didn’t make much sense to me poetically when read that way. It wasn’t until I started reading them one after the other that the work emerged as a whole thing – which means it’s a hard work to quote because it’s so long and it needs the other parts to contextualize, build and ebb from. This passage below is one of the most often quoted parts of the book, because I think it stands on its own like few other passages do. I’m not finished with it yet, but enjoying it each night that I read a few pages and thought I would share some of Sandburg’s words here. I love this passage:
The people yes
The people will live on.
The learning and blundering people will live on.
They will be tricked and sold and again sold
And go back to the nourishing earth for rootholds,
The people so peculiar in renewal and comeback,
You can’t laugh off their capacity to take it.
The mammoth rests between his cyclonic dramas.The people so often sleepy, weary, enigmatic,
is a vast huddle with many units saying:
“I earn my living.
I make enough to get by
and it takes all my time.
If I had more time
I could do more for myself
and maybe for others.
I could read and study
and talk things over
and find out about things.
It takes time.
I wish I had the time.”The people is a tragic and comic two-face: hero and hoodlum:
phantom and gorilla twisting to moan with a gargoyle mouth:
“They buy me and sell me…it’s a game…sometime I’ll
break loose…”Once having marched
Over the margins of animal necessity,
Over the grim line of sheer subsistence
Then man came
To the deeper rituals of his bones,
To the lights lighter than any bones,
To the time for thinking things over,
To the dance, the song, the story,
Or the hours given over to dreaming,
Once having so marched.Between the finite limitations of the five senses
and the endless yearnings of man for the beyond
the people hold to the humdrum bidding of work and food
while reaching out when it comes their way
for lights beyond the prison of the five senses,
for keepsakes lasting beyond any hunger or death.
This reaching is alive.
The panderers and liars have violated and smutted it.
Yet this reaching is alive yet
for lights and keepsakes.The people know the salt of the sea
and the strength of the winds
lashing the corners of the earth.
The people take the earth
as a tomb of rest and a cradle of hope.
Who else speaks for the Family of Man?
They are in tune and step
with constellations of universal law.
The people is a polychrome,
a spectrum and a prism
held in a moving monolith,
a console organ of changing themes,
a clavilux of color poems
wherein the sea offers fog
and the fog moves off in rain
and the labrador sunset shortens
to a nocturne of clear stars
serene over the shot spray
of northern lights.The steel mill sky is alive.
The fire breaks white and zigzag
shot on a gun-metal gloaming.
Man is a long time coming.
Man will yet win.
Brother may yet line up with brother:This old anvil laughs at many broken hammers.
There are men who can’t be bought.
The fireborn are at home in fire.
The stars make no noise,
You can’t hinder the wind from blowing.
Time is a great teacher.
Who can live without hope?In the darkness with a great bundle of grief
the people march.
In the night, and overhead a shovel of stars for keeps, the people
march:
“Where to? what next?”Carl Sandburg, 1936
Last week, an old friend of mine from the TAO days testified at a trial in Toronto as a “Facebook expert” in a case involving a man who has been accused of making threats (including death threats) against the Children’s Aid Society and a public health nurse who recommended the removal.
The short version is this: A child was removed from a home by CAS (reasons for removal are not clear and not at issue in this case), enraging the father (DS) who then went on Facebook and created a group with the express purpose of petitioning to get his child back. However, what it really amounted to was a place for DS to blow off steam and threaten public service workers with being bombed or otherwise harmed. He has been charged with uttering threats as a result.
Jesse Hirsh’s testimony was for the defense (expert witness). He basically said that DS shouldn’t be found guilty because threats on Facebookaren’t “real threats”; they occur in a “fantasy environment”, are embellishments of real life, and thus shouldn’t be taken seriously. The National Post article states that he further argued the intent of DS’s outraged statements was likely to garner more friends on Facebook, or attract more interest in his case (I am not sure if this is just the NP take on the testimony or what Jesse actually said).
While Jesse’s comments were really confined to the Facebook environment, it makes me cringe as a public sector worker who has been on the receiving end of electronic threats, to hear them.
Public harassment of civil service workers is a pretty common theme whenever they conduct surveys on such things – but while those surveys give us some generalities, rarely do the studies delve any further. Having worked for crown corporations and government for over a decade, I can tell you that I have heard many stories of my co-workers being screamed at in public meetings, physically threatened while on the job, and receiving email or phone messages containing threats against them. Aside from all that, my building has been evacuated no less than five times in my career because of bomb threats – an event that rarely makes the news – and I suspect happens to other public facilities more often than they like to admit.
Yeah, I know, boo hoo. Poor us. But come on people! We’ve got jobs that are apparently legitimate by this society’s standards. We are taking direction from the governments that you elect. Your anger at the bureaucracy has a lot more to do with policy decisions made at the top by elected officials than anything we are doing day to day at our desks.
I recognize that this case involves some different dynamics, and I don’t know the merits of the removal of the child from the home – I am sure that is a situation that is unparalleled in terms of emotional pain for the accused. But I’m not sure I can buy that uttering threats on Facebook is different than emailing a threat, or screaming it at a public meeting. While I recognize that blogs and Facebook are personal spaces that people feel they can simply blow off steam – ascertaining intent (or credibility of threat) is something that is unfortunately most effectively done after injury.
While I can accept (and have even encouraged at times) a lot of anger at the government, protests, even property damage as part of the public’s response to programs and actions they don’t like – I really do draw the line at personal harassment or individual/collective injury as a mechanism to control or influence what we do as public sector workers. And I don’t think that any forum should be seen as a safe haven for bald threats such as these.
If it was me and my office being threatened, I can tell you that I would take it as seriously on Facebook as I would on email or from a voicemail. Which is the real harm – that someone on the job is feeling threatened, harassed and ultimately afraid to carry out their work. I’m not sure the medium really matters.
(To be fair to Jesse – who at least always has an interesting opinion – here’s his blog-take on his testimony with corresponding comments following).
Lately I’ve been coming across all these very cool built-in bookshelf designs for houses on the Internet. Being an uber-bookgeek with a strong aesthetic sense, these are pretty much the only apartment/house design features that are at all interesting to me. Since I don’t have any time for writing today, I instead leave you with three of the designs I have seen in the last week so you too can drool over the possibilites of combining function with design – my favourite being the book staircase 🙂 (Clicking on the pictures will take you back to the websites where I found them).
If you have to divide your bedroom and office in one room, this is certainly an interesting way of doing it. There’s something so enticing about sleeping in a book cave. At least for me. I would want the book cave to be a bit bigger and I’m not sure about the faux roof shingles – but the idea is pretty cool.
I love any room that has one whole wall dedicated to bookshelves. When I am more firmly settled in my own place again (as opposed to a rental) my intention is to do at least a single wall with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves. These ones are exceptionally beautiful though – perhaps I could find a carpenter who could build in something like this?
I really love this idea for a space-short apartment or loft. These stairs are a bit steep (they are meant for a loft) but they hold a lot of books with economy. I also just like the idea being surrounded by shelves of books when going up or down.
I haven’t taken much in the way of photos lately, but I’m thinking of photoshopping some of my older stuff and putting the decent pics up on Flickr. (Unfortunately, looking at them now I can really see the difference between my old camera and the DSLR I currently use, photo quality is night and day independent of anything I bring to it). Here’s a couple from 2004/2005 – the first taken in the Gifford Pinchot and the second on the Sunshine Coast. Just something a bit prettier than my work rant for the day:

