Against the Current, No. 62, May/June 1996
Ten Years of Against the Current
— The Editors
How Labor Loses When it "Wins"
— Peter Downs
Yale Workers Fight the Power
— Gordon Lafer
Brazil's Workers Party Redefining Itself
— Michael Shellenberger
Modern "Gunboat" Diplomacy in the Caribbean
— an interview with Cecilia Green
"Burn the Haystack!"
— News From Within
The Clinton-Helms-Burton Travesty
— The ATC Editors
The IMF Restructures Sri Lanka
— D.A. Jawardana
Chandrika's "Great Victory"
— Vickramabahu Karunarathne
Getting It Right About Now
— Claudette Begin and Caryn Brooks
Fight the Right
— Claudette Begin
Ruth Hubbard's Feminist Critique of Science
— Rene L. Arakawa
Reclaiming Utopia: The Legacy of Ernst Bloch
— Tim Dayton
Policing Morality: Underground Rap in Puerto Rico
— Raquel Z. Rivera
Answering Camille Paglia
— Nora Ruth Roberts
On Being Ten
— Greetings from Our Friends
Letters to the Editors
— Peter Drucker; Linda Gordon
- The Great Flint Sitdown: An ATC 10th Anniversary Feature
Introduction: The Flint Sitdown for Beginners
— Charlie Post
The Rebel Girl: The Real Threat to Life
— Catherine Sameh
Random Shots: Politics, Religion and Mad Cows
— R.F. Kampfer
Flint and the Rewriting of History
— Sol Dollinger
Politics and Memory in the Flint Sitdown Strikes
— Nelson Lichtenstein
— Lillian S. Robinson
Ken Saro-Wiwa's Antiwar Masterpiece
— Dianne Feeley
Statement to the Court
— Ken Saro-Wiwa
- In Memoriam
Marxist Art Historian: Meyer Schapiro, 1904-1996
— Alan Wallach
C.S. FORESTER once wrote a line that seems to anticipate British Prime Minister John Major’s current dilemma: “Fancy being sunk by a cow!”
If you’re thinking of switching to a vegetarian diet, it really does make you feel much younger: It brings vivid flashbacks of when you were first living on your own and couldn’t afford to buy meat.
Our own correspondent Jane Slaughter recently wrote a mildly critical review of a local vegetarian restaurant for the Detroit Metro Times, which prompted one offended reader to denounce here as a “flesh-obsessed carnivore.” Evidently the reader has never been to one of Kampfer’s barbecues.
In Detroit the snow hasn’t melted yet but spring is really here. The radio is already running ads about the danger of skin cancer from sunburn.
THE PEOPLE’S GOSPEL claims that the biggest threats to Christianity are abortion, liquor and disco. Right, and John Travolta is the Antichrist.
The Democratic Party is urging its activists to use the term “religious extremists: in place of “Christian Coalition,” for a more negative spin. What was the matter with “goyim”?
Words of Wisdom
“CONSCIENCE IS THE little voice that says you might get caught.” –Robert Heinlein
In “Fiddler on the Roof,” when Lazar Wolf tells Tevye, “When I marry your daughter I’ll put something in your purse too,” he’s making an incredibly gross pun in Yiddish.
REMEMBER ALL THOSE posters you threw away last time you moved? A 1925 Lenin poster was recently auctioned off for $4400. Lest we far leftists get cocky, Mickey Mouse brought $20,000.
The war paint worn in “Braveheart” is an anachronism. While the Romans described the Scots’ Pictish ancestors as painting (actually tattooing) themselves blue, the custom had died out before the Norman invasion.
That barn-full-of-bodies scene in “Braveheart” was lifted directly from the church full of bodies sequence in Alejandro Jodorowsky’s cult classic “El Topo.”
Speaking of ancient history, remember George Bush? Curious that none of the Republican candidates seemed interested in getting his blessing.
DR. JACK KEVORKIAN knew he had won his latest assisted-suicide trial when the jury marched in singing: “It’s my body and I’ll die if I want to.”
Les Miserables has been running for ten years now, inspiring rich people (as Forbidden Broadway observes) to spend $20 for a T-shirt with a starving orphan on it.
The Maoist International Movement (MIM) has charged the Revolutionary Communist Party (RCP) with using fake lick-and-stick Mao tattoos. (This would imply that they, or rather RCP leader-in-exile Bob Avakian, were capable of changing of their minds someday.) What would those Roman-era Pictish body tattooers say?
ATC 62, May-June 1996