You know like when you're stroking a cat and it suddenly decides it doesn't want to be stroked anymore and it scratches you? How do we harvest the revolutionary potential of that?
You know like when you're stroking a cat and it suddenly decides it doesn't want to be stroked anymore and it scratches you? How do we harvest the revolutionary potential of that?
The Peoples History of the Civil War by David Williams. Really good read, although it’s hard to get through because it’s so infuriating. The southern planter class forced the election to go the secessionist way, just straight brown shirt violence and coercion, and then spent the whole fucking war selling as much cotton to the north as they could while refusing to grow food for their own fucking soldiers. Union capitalists were selling literal garbage at premium prices to their army. Fun fact, the term “shoddy” was actually the name of a type of wool that was so bad it would fall apart after the slightest wear, and was so common in the union army that anything poorly made came to be known as shoddy.
On a nicer note, women started getting into nursing at this time, over the complaints of men physicians, and one in particular, Mary Ann “Mother” Bickerdyke was so strong willed and so beloved that when a male doctor complained about her to General Sherman he said “If it was her I can’t help you, she outranks me.” What a fucking boss.
Some things never change. The amount of garbage soldiers are fed as a form of war profiteering is kinda hilarious. Remember in 2002-2006 soldiers were basically riding around in humvees, the equivalent of a can of sardines with wheels.