#title Citizen Hobo
#subtitle How a Century of Homelessness Shaped America
#author Todd DePastino
#date 2003
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#pubdate 2023-08-02T20:32:44
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#publisher The University of Chicago Press
** Front Matter
*** [Synopsis]
In the years following the Civil War, a veritable army of homeless men swept across America’s “wageworkers’ frontier” and forged a beguiling and bedeviling counterculture known as “hobohemia.” Celebrating unfettered masculinity and jealously guarding the American road as the preserve of white manhood, hoboes look command of downtown districts and swaggered onto center stage of the new urban culture Less obviously, perhaps, they also staked their own claims on the American polity claims that would in fact transform the very entitlements of American citizenship.
In this eye-opening work of American history, Todd DePastino tells the story of hohohemia’s rise and fall, and crafts a stunning new interpretation of the “American century” in the process. Drawing on sources ranging from diaries, letters, anil police reports to movies and memoirs, Citizen Hobo breathes life into the largely forgotten world of the road, but it also, crucially, shows how the hobo army so haunted the American body politic that it prompted the creation of an entirely new social order and political economy. DePastino illustrates how hoboes—with their reputation as dangers to civilization, sexual savages, and professional idlers—became a cultural and political force, influencing the creation of welfare state measures, the promotion of mass consumption, and the sub-urbanization of America Citizen Hohn’s sweeping retelling of American nationhood in light of enduring struggles over “home” does more than chart the change from “homelesness” to “houselessness.”- In its breadth and scope, the book oilers nothing less than an essential new context for thinking about Americans’ struggles against inequality and alienation
[[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-31.jpg][Todd DePastino is an independent scholar who teaches history at Waynes¬burg College and Penn State Beaver.]]
Cover illustrations:
*Top:* The “Bonus March” demonstration of 1932. Courtesy of the National Archives and Records Administration. *Center:* The medallion “Hungry hut Alive” (1933), a “hobo nickel” carved from a coin by an unemployed man for barter. From the collection of Bill Fivaz. Used by permission. *Bottom:* Providence Bob and Philadelphia Shorty riding the rods in 1894. Butler-McCook House & Garden, Antiquarian & Landmarks Society.
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“Warren,” she said, “he has come home to die: You needn’t be afraid he’ll leave you this time.” “Home,” he mocked gently.Perhaps no category of human experience exerts more ideological power than that of home. Fundamental and universal, home nonetheless defies simple definition, for it exists in memory and imagination as much as it does in brick and mortar. More than mere shelter or the means of social reproduction, home provides a well of identity and belonging, “a place in the world.” In exchange, home demands subordination to prescribed roles and routines, exercising a tyranny over its members and a vigilant defense against the encroachments of outsiders. A castle for some, a prison house for others, home structures and regulates human activity in ways that model and articulate the social relations governing the larger community. Societies riddled with persons deemed “homeless” are, by definition, societies in crisis.[1] In 1914, when Robert Frost crafted his poetical meditation on the meaning of home, the United States was in the grip of such a crisis. Ever since the CivilWar, a veritable army of homeless men, predominantly white and native-born, had occupied the nation, growing virtually unabated year by year until it had become such a permanent fixture on the American landscape that few thought it could ever be resettled. For these men, commonly referred to as “tramps” and “hoboes,” homelessness was not so much a shelter condition, but a distinct way of life characterized by casual lodging, temporary labor, and frequent migration. As both products and agents of corporate capitalist expansion, hoboes pressed everywhere on the eyes and minds of a nation struggling to match nineteenth-century domestic ideals with the new realities of urban industrial life. Challenging home’s status as a central place of being and building block of social order, hoboes put their own ideals of “homelessness” on prominent display, especially as they gathered along the “main stem” of the industrial city. By the time Frost published his poem about the final journey and unwelcomed claims of a “Hired Man,” they had forged a swaggering counterculture known as “hobohemia” that defied, unsettled, and eventually transformed everything Americans meant by home. Thus, while Frost’s poem offers a timeless allegory of a universal human alienation, it also captures a particular historical moment when white male homelessness cast such an ominous shadow over American nationhood and citizenship that it called into question the very status of home in a democratic polity. In the poem, a once-fractious and inconstant Hired Man appears at the door of his former employer in an exhausted and ailing condition. Having once flaunted, and now barely weathering, the hard freedoms afforded by the wage contract, the Hired Man triggers a crisis in the farmhouse, compelling the farmer and his wife to deliberate over the meaning of home, to negotiate its boundaries and define its rules of access and exclusion. Whereas the farmer’s definition emphasizes the social power, and hence the obligations, of the householder, his wife’s rejoinder focuses on the relative powerlessness, and hence the inalienable rights, of the dispossessed. All the while, the question of what constitutes a home remains open, as do the terms and conditions under which the Hired Man will be “taken in.” “It all depends,” as the farmer’s wife reminds her husband, “on what you mean by home.” Citizen Hobo examines what Americans have meant by home—and, by extension, its absence—since modern homelessness first emerged in the late nineteenth century. It argues, in essence, that the specter of white male homelessness so haunted the American body politic between the end of the Civil War and the onset of the Cold War that it prompted the creation of an entirely new social order and political economy. Over these decades, the Hired Man took on many forms—the “tramp” of the Gilded Age, the “hobohemian” of the Progressive Era, the “transient” and “migrant” of the Great Depression, and the skid row “bum” of the postwar period—but each time he appeared at the threshold, he signaled a crisis of home that was always also one of nationhood and citizenship, race and gender. Each crisis, in turn, reinvigorated efforts to resettle the hobo army and reintegrate the white male “floater” back into the American polity. By the middle of the twentieth century, these efforts had yielded not only in the welfare state and corporate liberal economy, but also in the modern American home itself, with all it entails for class formation, gender order, and racial identity. As this argument suggests, Citizen Hobo is not a comprehensive history of American homelessness. Neither does it offer a sustained structural analysis, nor even an exhaustive ethnography of hobo subculture, although both the structural and ethnographic approaches form key components of the study. Rather, this book traces the history of homelessness as a category of culture as well as economy, focusing especially on how its racialized and gendered meanings shaped the entitlements and exclusions of “social citizenship” in modern America.[2] In so doing, it draws upon a rich body of previous scholarship in the history of race, poverty, gender, sexuality, social welfare, migratory labor, and urban culture. Indeed, the subject of American homelessness brings together a great many discrete historiographies, from the social and institutional histories of tramping and poor relief to the now-crowded fields of “whiteness studies” and gender and social policy. While social, urban, and public policy historians have documented the changing experiences, social composition, institutional contexts, and physical spaces of homelessness, feminist and political scholars have demonstrated the racialized and gendered dimensions of social citizenship, as well as the ways in which social policy constitutes racial, gender, and class difference.[3] These studies have supplied the departure points for my own investigation, one that explores how culturally defined crises of homelessness have both reflected and shaped larger changes in the political economy and culture of America since the late nineteenth century. The first step of such an investigation is to narrate the rise, fall, and indelible legacy of hobohemia, plotting the boundaries, recapturing the culture, and analyzing the politics of a way of life largely forgotten by historians and obscured by contemporary assumptions and concerns. As part of the larger homeless world to which the Hired Man belonged, hobohemia constituted a distinct white male counterculture with its own rules of membership, codes of behavior, and notions of the good life. Rejecting the range of manners, morals, and habits associated with middleclass domesticity, hobohemia fostered a powerful sense of collective identity among its members, an identity reinforced by the numerous advocacy groups that arose to promote hoboes’ interests. By World War I, virtually every main stem in America hosted a local of the Industrial Workers of the World (IWW) or some other formal organization intent on mobilizing the subculture for the larger purposes of social change. Through their pamphlets, newspapers, and songbooks, these organizations also disseminated a powerful set of hobo myths that enhanced group definition and celebrated hobohemia as a revolutionary vanguard. But while the IWW touted migratory homeless men as the “real proletarians,” hoboes almost always defined their world in terms not only of class, but also of race, ethnicity, gender, and region. Jealously guarding the road as the preserve of white men, hoboes also, from time to time, staked compelling claims to the polity on the basis of white male privilege. These claims carried particular weight when registered in the form of a disenfranchised hobo “army,” a figure that evoked not only the size, sway, mobility, militancy, and camaraderie of the subculture, but also the spectacle of an aggrieved “National Manhood.”These armies occupied real spaces— not just discursive ones—most conspicuously when rail-riding protesters in old military garb swept down on the nation’s capital to dramatize the burdens they had borne for the state and to demand the compensating entitlements. The Industrial Armies of 1894 and the Bonus Army of 1932 proved particularly effective in offering up powerful models of nationhood, as well as working-class white manhood, during times of severe economic crisis. Coupled with the everyday claims that hoboes made on railroads, employers, householders, local officials, and urban space itself, these protests suggested to many Americans that the “imagined fraternity of white men” that had historically constituted American nationhood needed to be domesticated.[4] On the road too long and enchanted by its romance of perfect freedom and brotherhood, the hobo had to be “taken in,” reminded of his “paternalist” duties, and resettled as a family breadwinner. In tracing the various campaigns to recover and resettle the homeless man, this book examines the diverse and conflicted meanings that hobohemia held for Americans, from the investigators who first charted the problem of homelessness to the poets, performers, songwriters, filmmakers, labor organizers, and various other commentators who saw both perils and possibilities in the hobo life. Of special consequence, of course, was the attention that hobohemia attracted from politicians, policy makers, businesspersons, and reformers of all stripes. Over time and through a sweeping series of interventions in labor, housing, and transportation markets, these activists eventually managed to dismantle hobohemia and demobilize the roving army of hobo labor. Through their struggle with a population they deemed homeless, they created, in effect, the modern American home, redistributing its benefits as well as its burdens. When homelessness first emerged as a widespread social problem after the Civil War, most Americans still clung to patriarchal ideals of home as productive property, a shop or farm that harbored the labor of dependent families and granted its owner the full privileges of citizenship. By the turn of the twentieth century, these old ideals had succumbed to the new realities of industrial wage earning, which stripped home of its central economic purpose and its civic status. Amidst Progressive and New Era experiments with “welfare capitalism” and working-class housing arose a new vision of suburban homeownership, a vision that emphasized the aesthetic and spiritual values of rootedness, place, and familial belonging. While this vision effectively recast the problem of homelessness in the modern terms of alienation and estrangement, it was not until the New Deal of the 1930s when mass suburban homeownership became an explicitly political goal, a way of restoring the bonds of community and nationhood during a time of unparalleled homelessness. After World War II, when the discharge of millions of soldiers and sailors once again threatened to unleash a homeless army upon the nation, this political goal was finally achieved. With the help of the GI Bill, the suburban home became the centerpiece of a new corporate liberal order that promoted masculine breadwinning, feminine child rearing, and the steady consumption of durable goods within the context of the nuclear family. By extending the family-wage pact and the suburban ideal of single-family homeownership to a broad segment of the white working class, the corporate liberal state effectively solved the modern problem of homelessness and infused the home with new meanings for democratic citizenship. As a solution to the vexing problem of white male homelessness, the “postwar settlement” redefined the privileges of whiteness by failing to extend the full social benefits of citizenship to those who had historically been barred from hobohemia. This failure ensured that when the corporate liberal order faltered in the 1970s, a new homeless army would arise bearing the marks not of white manhood, but of a feminized and racialized “underclass.” Cast adrift by the very political economy of home that recovered the Hired Man, the so-called “new homeless” have once again fractured our unified domestic visions and triggered a new round of debate over what we mean by home. The homeless men, women, and children of postmodern America also bear witness to the unresolved issues of nationhood and citizenship that struggles over home have historically entailed. Almost one hundred years after “The Death of the Hired Man,” we find ourselves asking the same questions posed by Frost’s farm couple: What are the rules governing access to and exclusion from settled society? How are the dispossessed and disenfranchised to be “taken in” as full members of the polity and economy? Is home truly “something you somehow haven’t to deserve,” or is it a privilege reserved for the worthy? Although, as a work of history, this book cannot presume to answer these questions in any definitive or programmatic way, it can provide a new context for thinking through the vexing problems of poverty, inequality, and alienation. Like the proverbial traveler who arrives where she started and knows that place for the first time, we explore what we mean by homelessness in order to understand better the rules, privileges, and exclusions by which we claim our homes.“Yes, what else but home? It all depends on what you mean by home. Of course he’s nothing to us, any more Than was the hound that came a stranger to us Out of the woods, worn out upon the trail.” “Home is the place where, when you have to go there, They have to take you in.”“I should have called it Something you somehow haven’t to deserve.” —Robert Frost, “The Death of the Hired Man” (1914)
It was now late in the fall. The brick-making season was over. The city was full of idle men. My last hope, a promise of employment in a human hair factory, failed, and, homeless and penniless, I joined the great army of tramps, wandering about the streets in the daytime with the one aim of somehow stilling the hunger that gnawed at my vitals, and fighting at night with vagrant curs or outcasts as miserable as myself for the protection of some sheltering ash-bin or doorway.[24]Jacob Riis’s dependence on wages had made him vulnerable to seasonal shifts in the demand for labor, a vulnerability that compelled him to scavenge for the food and shelter he could not purchase on the market. In other words, Jacob Riis, like millions of other Americans, had discovered firsthand the problem of unemployment. Although the problem of unemployment might seem as old as time, it is actually a fairly recent phenomenon. In fact, the word “unemployment” did not even appear in print in America until 1887.[25] The experience of joblessness, of course, predated the term, as any Jacksonian-era laborer standing outside the shuttered doors of his former workshop could have attested. But unemployment did not become a widespread problem until roughly the eve of the CivilWar, when, for the first time, a solid majority of Americans in the industrializing North worked for others. In the first half of the nineteenth century, most northern heads of households were selfemployed, either as farmers, artisans, or tradesmen who owned the property they used to make a living. Although they all faced periods of “forced idleness,” self-employed property owners possessed precious “shelters against unemployment” that allowed them to subsist during slack periods. Farmers and shop owners controlled the pace of their labors and prepared for intervals of inactivity. In addition to growing their own food, farming families also manufactured at home important necessities—such as clothing, soap, and candles—that wage-earning people had to buy on the market. Finally, for those Americans who did work for others, the customary intimacy of the small farm and workshop often generated personal bonds between employers and their workers that protected employees from being laid off during economic downturns.[26] Through the course of the nineteenth century, the ever-encroaching tide of commercial exchange steadily eroded these protections. By the 1870s they had diminished to the vanishing point. Most northerners were now wage earners who did not own productive property and who encountered their employers in relations of the market rather than paternalist authority. In such cases, the seasonal inactivity such as Jacob Riis experienced precipitated not a routine shifting of productive activity, but rather a desperate search for the cash income one needed to survive. Seasonal inactivity marked virtually every field of occupation, from agriculture to industry. Outdoor labor—harvesting, dock work, canal digging, and building of all sorts, for example—had to be done in temperate months, leaving many unemployed during the winter, a season when poorhouse populations swelled.[27] Indoor labor in factories and workshops also had their idle periods, usually corresponding to the cycles of consumer demand. These slack periods—coupled with local, regional, and national business cycles—made for highly volatile employment patterns. One scholar estimates that between 20 and 25 percent of all northern wage earners spent at least three months jobless during the average year in the late nineteenth century, with both figures rising sharply during depressions.[28] Once jobless, many wage earners had little choice but to move. Housing, which earlier in the century had provided a resource for subsisting through idle periods, was now a cash drain that required the constant transfer of wages into rent.[29] “I’ll give you one instance out of a hundred how workingmen manage to live in these hard times,” explained one worker in the 1870s. “A man moved eighteen times in two years without paying his rent.”[30] The lack of cheap public transportation meant that most workers had to live within walking distance of their workplaces. Since each neighborhood supported only a limited amount of wage labor, losing one’s job quite often required changing one’s residence. Under these circumstances shelter was anything but permanent, and being caught, like Riis, without lodging or the means to pay for it became a routine hazard of working-class life. Just how far and in what direction jobless migrants traveled once on the road depended largely upon their point of origin and the skill level they expected from their jobs. Most migration involved cities, either as departure points or destinations. Cities with diverse employment opportunities sustained comparatively higher and more stable employment rates than smaller communities dominated by fewer industries and trades.[31] Rather than pursue random itineraries, then, jobless migrants everywhere traveled predictable routes to urban centers, expecting with reason that cities would offer good chances for employment. As Riis found in New York City, however, moving to a metropolis was not a guarantee of finding work. Whether or not an urban job search succeeded, migration to a city exposed the tramping worker to a greater variety of subsequent migration options. The larger transportation networks available to urban migrants— such as carriage roads, water routes, and especially railroads—broadened the choice of travel methods and destinations, as Riis demonstrated when he tramped, ferried, and hitched freight trains to Philadelphia after his traumatic experiences on the streets of New York.[32] Cities also served as information centers on labor market conditions elsewhere, enabling migrants to determine with greater precision what travel routes would likely lead them to jobs. Twenty years before urban lodging-house districts provided institutional frameworks for disseminating such information, Jacob Riis and other transient men of the 1870s gathered reports from the job front in the streets, parks, and saloons surrounding cheap boardinghouses. Whether into or out of metropolises, short migrations, such as Riis’s trip from New Brunswick to New York City, were more common than longer ones, especially among “casual” workers who circulated around fixed and familiar territories. Most tramping workers, especially unskilled day laborers, headed for the closest cities and towns where they thought they might find work. Skilled workers tended to tramp farther than their less skilled cohorts, taking advantage of the Gilded Age’s rapidly expanding railroad networks to plot more elaborate travel routes.[33] Jacob Riis’s longer migrations, such as his direct trips back and forth between Pittsburgh, Buffalo, and New York City, generally corresponded with stints as a carpenter, furniture maker, and journalist. Once these highly skilled jobs ended, Riis often then traveled shorter distances to surrounding towns or villages, picking up whatever work he could, usually casual labor in a factory, lumber camp, or on a farm. Skilled workers were also more likely to pursue wage opportunities in rapidly growing communities of the Midwest and West. These places especially attracted large numbers of workers in building trades who followed construction booms only to depart when demand inevitably slackened. Jacob Riis’s very first migration in the United States was to build housing for coal miners in what soon became the industrial town of East Brady, Pennsylvania. After “some temporary slackness in the building trade,” Riis then tried mining (“one day was enough for me”) and various kinds of casual labor before pawning his clothes for a trip back to New York.[34] Unlike previous generations of jobless migrants, the tramp army of the 1870 s contained large numbers of skilled workers like Riis.[35] Some of these workers benefited from formal “tramping systems” sponsored by unions of printers, carpenters, cigar makers, iron molders, and miners to control and accommodate the mobility of their notoriously footloose members.[36] The vast majority of “tramping artisans,” however, migrated without the aid of union-sponsored traveling cards, relief funds, and lodgings. Especially during depressions, most skilled workers stole freight train rides, begged meals, competed for common labor, and faced vagrancy arrest right alongside their less skilled compatriots. By the time Jacob Riis found himself among the great army of tramps, occupational skill provided precious little buffer against the hazards of seasonal unemployment. In addition to finding work, another ongoing task a jobless migrant faced when in a new district was securing shelter. By the turn of the century, virtually every American city contained lodging house neighborhoods that offered transient workers a wide array of cheap lodging options, from full private rooms in furnished hotels to dry spaces on saloon floors. In the 1870s, however, the temporary lodging market was still in its infancy, and most tramping workers roomed in private homes or in small boarding houses. The most affordable boarding arrangements in the 1870s were in tenements, which were already overcrowded and offered few amenities that could not be scavenged elsewhere. Finding himself “crowded out of the tenements of the Bend by their utter nastiness,” the destitute Jacob Riis turned to the doorways of Chatham Square, which, in dry weather, provided a cheaper (and perhaps better) opportunity for sleeping, despite periodic roustings by police officers.[37] Outside of larger cities, cheap boarding options were scarce, leaving transients like Riis to inhabit barns, wagons, and sheds, often even when employed. Another shelter alternative for migrants both in small towns and large cities was the public lodging provided by poorhouses and police stations. Even if, as Jacob Riis testified, public lodging was a last resort for “honest” homeless men, it was nonetheless an increasingly common recourse for the migratory poor during the 1870s. Overnight lodging was one of the first functions performed by the newly organized urban police departments of the 1850s. Nineteenth-century police departments often fed and lodged more persons than they arrested, although during seasons of slack labor demand, an otherwise homeless “lodger” could be locked up as a criminal vagrant. By the 1870s police stations had replaced poorhouses as the primary public lodging for indigent working-age males. Conditions of police station lodging varied, but most provided only temporary shelter on bare floors for a few days or hours, leaving lodgers to shift for themselves once released. By the end of the century, a growing chorus of social reformers led by Jacob Riis would condemn the short-term, unsupervised relief offered by police stations as an encouragement to tramping. By that time, however, cheap private lodging houses had begun to replace police stations as the poor man’s last resort. Before then, approximately one adult male in twenty-three slept in a police station at some point in his life, and between io and 20 percent of American families contained a member who had lodged. In the late nineteenth century, police station lodging was a familiar and even routine experience for many poor Americans.[38] The rise of police station lodging signaled major changes in the social composition of the migratory homeless. Whereas previous populations of vagrants exhibited considerable ethnic, gender, and even racial diversity, those who gained admission to police stations in the 1870s were a remarkably homogenous group. Bordering as it was on incarceration, admission to police station lodging hardly seems a privilege. But given the importance of police stations in underwriting the mobility of tramps, denial of admission could effectively bar a poor person from conducting a migratory job search at all. As a result, only a narrow segment of the laboring population could respond to their job insecurity through the extreme and deliberate transiency of a Jacob Riis. Poor women, for example, were excluded from police station lodging, one reason they were not counted among the great army of tramps. Homeless women have always existed, but in the late nineteenth century their presence so disrupted settled notions of dependent womanhood that they were quickly rendered “invisible,” either by being placed in protective custody or by being recruited into the army of female “tramps,” that is, prostitutes, that occupied nineteenth-century urban centers.[39] Subsisting through an economy of sex, rather than itinerant labor, was indeed one of the few options available to indigent women. While female wage opportunities in manufacturing and domestic services improved during the nineteenth century, the kind of extensive migrations often required to maintain employment were exceedingly difficult for female workers. On the road, women faced frequent harassment, violence, as well as exclusion from such public services as police station lodging. In order to prevent women from hitting the road in the first place, charitable organizations founded unprecedented numbers of caretaking institutions for poor women that housed and often put the indigent to work before they could even begin their job searches. Thus, only a little over 6 percent of all jobless migrants who applied for public aid in New York State in the winter of 1874 and 1875 were female; of these, over half were accompanied by husbands.[40] In Philadelphia the proportion of women vagrants incarcerated in the city’s House of Correction dropped dramatically between the antebellum period and the 1870s, from about half to a quarter or fewer. Accounting for this decline was the extreme underrepresentation of women among the increasing numbers of transient poor. The rise of “mothers’ pensions” and other protectionist measures in the early twentieth century ensured that tramping, as it emerged in the 1870s, remained an experience defined almost exclusively by men.[41] In addition to sex, race also played a large role in determining the social composition of America’s tramp army in the 1870s. African Americans had long idealized geographic mobility as a crucial component of freedom, both before and after the end of slavery. For slaves, self-emancipation often involved long, arduous journeys, whether escaping individually or in mass during the CivilWar. After the war black migration continued as former slaves took to the road for diverse reasons: to search for family members, to establish independent livelihoods, and, as Peter Kolchin so aptly puts it, simply “to affirm their freedom.”[42] Infusing this ideal of free movement with even greater urgency was the coordinated campaign on the part of white planters and their political allies in the South to coerce black workers to stay put. Southern power brokers after the Civil War sought to secure their rural labor force by restricting mobility through debt peonage, draconian vagrancy ordinances, and a uniform structure of low wages. Without the right to move on their own terms, African Americans were effectively barred from the privileges of tramping. Southern homelessness, therefore, tended to be a white, urban, and relatively infrequent experience, a product of the same patterns of wage employment that created larger-scale homelessness in the North.[43] Homelessness among African Americans in the North was even rarer proportionately than in the South. Late-nineteenth-century surveys of public lodgers report consistently low rates of black admission; only 2.3 percent of New York State’s homeless aid recipients during 1874 and 1875, for example, were African American.[44] Nonlocal black paupers became especially rare, for few poor African Americans dared to step foot on the road. The black aversion to tramping is attributable not only to outright racial discrimination in public assistance, but also to the hostility and violence that blacks could expect to encounter on the road itself. Simply put, black migrants could not count on the already haphazard kindness of strangers—not to mention railroads, missions, and municipal authorities—upon which the transient homeless so often depended. Tramps often threw up barriers of their own to black migration. The large number of Irish immigrants in America’s tramp army suggests that the road itself may have served as a critical racial proving ground for poor white men. Notorious for their particularly virulent brand of white supremacy, Irish immigrants accounted for almost one-half of police station lodgers and vagrants.[45] Jacob Riis’s disdain for his fellow tramps stemmed in part from his dislike of the “Irishmen” with whom he was forced to share the road. While German-, English-, and native-born men all found their places in the great army of tramps, the Irish wayfarer became a common Gilded Age stereotype, one that gained strength and currency toward the turn of the century. Indeed, as new waves of immigrants from southern and eastern Europe poured into the country, the equation of Irishness and tramping became even more pronounced as the newcomers failed to take their places in the tramp army. By the 1890s the sons of older immigrants and native-born Americans were replenishing the army’s ranks, while the new immigrants followed their own distinct patterns of group migration. Regardless of nativity or nationality, Gilded Age tramps, like their footloose forebearers, were overwhelmingly young. Tramping was a young man’s pursuit, a virtual stage in the working-class life cycle. Age figures culled from police and relief records document a median age for tramps in the mid- to late twenties, with the vast majority being under forty and unmarried.[46] Old age, of course, did not preclude poverty. But age did discourage many of the elderly poor from exercising the migration options so often seized by the young, a fact that explains why local poorhouses of the period increasingly took on characteristics of old-age homes. One fortyeight-year-old tramping worker told an investigator in 1893 that although he had “tramped and roamed about more in my life than any man of my age” and had experienced “all the vicisitudes [sic] and hardships it is possible for a human to stand,” he still remained “Hale and Harty [sic]” and tramped when jobless instead of taking refuge in almshouses.[47] Although being single contributed to this older migrant’s continued transiency, two important attributes of youth—health and hardiness—also certainly permitted him to pursue the migratory existence he thought preferable to institutionalization. In contrast to this persistent vagabond, the vast majority of Gilded Age vagrants did not make a career out of tramping, roaming about for months or years on end. For most homeless wanderers, the road represented a brief stage of poverty, an episodic experience rather than a permanent condition. Almost 90 percent of those migrants who applied for public aid in New York State in 1874–75 had been on the road for less than one month. Fewer than 5 percent of police station lodgers surveyed in 1891–92 had been tramping for more than one year. Vagrancy arrest records from the period reveal low rates of recidivism, with three-quarters of incarcerated vagrants having committed no previous offense. Far from a stable population, America’s Gilded Age tramp army relied on high turnover rates and fresh recruits to maintain its muster rolls.[48] As a variation on an old theme, the rise of the Gilded Age tramp army signaled the triumph of an industrial capitalist order that had been generations in the making. But that army’s unique features—its mobility and its preponderance of white men—also reflected the transitional character of the 1870s. Having completed its long march toward dominance, the wage labor system now conferred upon the country, and the laboring classes in particular, a crisis of home and work that would endure for the next three-quarters of a century. Faced with the diminishing use value of home as productive property and an increasing dependence on wages, working people responded in various ways, from scavenging, taking in boarders, and going into debt to the more extreme recourses of institutional relief. For the young (or at least hale and hardy), white, male members of the northern working class, moving about from place to place and doing without the luxury of “home” was an additional possibility. One can even consider life on the road as something of an option, albeit a dire and life-threatening one, among competing strategies of survival. Homeless men would certainly have recognized their own feelings in labor leader Terence Powderly’s recollection of his “painful experience as a tramp” in 1874 when he was uniformly “unsuccessful, footsore, heart-sick and hungry.”[49] But, weighing their options, many must have also considered the road to be the most agreeable way to endure their poverty. Those who pursued this option joined an already overstocked mobile labor force that the nation’s rapidly expanding industrial economy required. However, by the fall of 1873, when Jacob Riis quit his migratory habits by finding a secure employment niche in New York City journalism, the great army of tramps had yet to emerge as a topic of widespread concern. When tramps did make their dramatic appearance on the American landscape, their presence provoked strong reactions from a culture that had long promoted free labor as a national system. Beholding the spectacle of ragged, road-weary nomads tramping up and down the country, middleclass observers questioned each other about the origins of these grim travelers. Some recognized their colonial, even Old World, provenance. Others saw the tramp army as an entirely novel phenomenon. In developing their various explanations, legislators, journalists, clergymen, and social commentators of all stripes formulated imaginative origin myths of tramping that disclose much more about the concerns of the dominant culture than they do about tramps themselves. By addressing the problem of the tramp, civic leaders grappled with new problems of labor discipline and class conflict, as well as with broad cultural crises of nation, community, and family that the triumph of corporate capitalism had precipitated. In the vision of a rising tramp army, the middle classes saw a force alien and hostile to all they had worked so hard to achieve: “the deadly foe,” as one writer put it, “to civilization, thrift, and property.”[50] *** Tasting of the “fountain of Indolence”: Origin Myths of Tramping Given the coincidence of industrial depression and mass joblessness with the rise of tramps in the 1870s, one might expect the most learned commentators on the tramp crisis to have recognized its roots in the problem of unemployment. Such, however, was not the case. Surprising as it seems, a preponderance of official opinion rejected out of hand any contention, usually proffered by labor tribunes, that members of the tramp army were involuntary conscripts. Like the American Social Science Association president Francis Wayland, most pundits considered tramps to be flouting the primal curse: “By the sweat of thy brow shall thou eat bread.”[51] The litany of adjectives used to describe tramps invariably began with “lazy” and “shiftless” before winding its way to “sauntering” and “savage.” Consequently, few experts who approached the matter from the perspective of charity administration or social science blamed the tramp crisis on the depression. Echoing the mass of expert opinion, the NewY ork Times argued in 1877 that “if the tramp nuisance is ever brought to an end in this country, it will not be by a return of prosperous times.” “Good times,” the paper concluded, “will only make things easier for him.”[52] The charge of laziness only begged the question of what had caused this epidemic of indolence in the first place. Those who took up this question offered various theories. Almost all noted American habits of “indiscriminate charity” that discouraged the “able-bodied poor” from working. Others pointed to the flood of poor immigrants from Ireland, unschooled in the habits of thrift and industry and perhaps irreclaimable in their degeneration. Inspired by the burgeoning pseudoscience of eugenics, some theorized tramps to be the issue of degenerate immigrants who reproduced at higher rates than the racially “purified.”[53] One further theory about the origins of the “tramp nuisance” recurs so frequently in the 1870s that one might fairly call it one of the period’s prevailing explanations for why men tramp. Time and again, the literature on tramping returns to “the lazy habits of camp-life” acquired by the millions of men who served in the Union army during the CivilWar.[54] “This tramp system is undoubtedly an outgrowth of the war,” stated one Massachusetts police official in 1878. “The bummers of our armies,” he continued, “could not give up their habits of roving and marauding, and settle down to the honest and industrious duties of the citizen.” Another charities official in 1877 explained that the war had taught “to a large number of laboring men, the methods of the bivouac.” Having learned how to travel quickly, find temporary shelter, forage for food, and otherwise “trust tomorrow to take care of to-morrow,” the Civil War veteran, according to this theory, possessed the skills necessary to live without working.[55] Renowned private detective and Union army spy Allan Pinkerton also had no doubt that “our late war created thousands of tramps.” Having spent part of his youth as a tramping barrel maker in Scotland, Pinkerton had a great fondness for army “camp-life,” but admitted that the only habits it fostered were “to play social guerilla and forage.”[56] Similarly, the first novel about tramping, Lee O. Harris’s The Man Who Tramps: A Story of To-day, explains the rise of tramping with reference to the Civil War. In telling his story about villainous tramps who “stir up strife between capital and labor,” Harris digresses to describe how the war lured many of the “manufacturing and producing classes” into the thralls of trampdom. “The reckless, free life of the army had given them a taste for wandering and a distaste for every species of labor,” Harris explains. Once discharged, old soldiers recruited others into the habits of the bivouac, which offered “so many fascinations, so much change and adventure.” “Once having tasted of the fountain of indolence,” Harris writes, these men “lost all wish to labor” and consequently became “professional tramps.”[57] For Gilded Age Americans, then, the phrase “tramp army” was more than a mere metaphor for the assembled masses on the road. It was also a literal explanation for why men tramped. The Civil War did indeed shape the contours of the tramp crisis. The very term “tramp” gained currency during the war to denote the kind of exhausting marches to which virtually all combatants were subjected. More importantly, the war had also spurred railroad construction in the North to facilitate the rapid movement of troops. The first men to clamber aboard a boxcar were not homeless job seekers, but soldiers headed toward or away from battle lines. Scattered accounts also suggest that the trauma of war itself created a population of the walking wounded, those afflicted by an “acute mania” that prevented them from settling down or adjusting to domestic life. Prisons of the late 1860s swelled with demobilized veterans, many of whom had hitched freight rides home after being mustered out of the army. Memories of the terrors and thrills of combat, as well as the camaraderie of camp life, caused more than a few veterans to chafe against what one soldier called the “monotonous quiet of home” and to turn to a life of unfocused wandering.[58] While the Civil War certainly ruptured patterns of everyday life and perhaps set some men tramping, it did not in itself create the tramp army. Rather, the causal explanation of the war possessed a deeper symbolic meaning for Americans in the 1870s. By linking tramps and war, commentators figuratively connected the tramp crisis to the larger struggles taking place in Gilded Age America, especially that over the very meaning of America itself. No other Gilded Age institution signified American nationhood more than the Union army, whose struggle to redeem the Republic from slavery was still a vivid memory. Having conquered the Confederacy in the name of free labor, this army, now a bedraggled assortment of tramps, seemed to be turning against the whole principle of free labor, the “new birth of freedom” that Abraham Lincoln so famously proclaimed in the Gettysburg Address. According to Lincoln, American freedom meant, above all, the freedom to profit from one’s own labor, at first from wages and then as an independent businessman. The ideal of America for which so many millions of northerners fought was one where the “producing classes”— laborers and capitalists alike—reaped the wealth they created, rather than see it siphoned off by social “parasites,” such as speculators, bankers, rich planters, or vagabonds “unwilling to work.”[59] The unemployment crisis of the 1870s undermined the free labor ideal by exposing the fundamental rift between employers and employees. While the depression destroyed many capitalists, it also served to concentrate markets, production, and therefore wealth into the hands of fewer corporations. For workers, the depression precipitated a desperate struggle merely to maintain wage employment, a struggle that mocked any dreams of independent ownership. While Americans never agreed on what precisely the term meant, the notion of the “producing classes” lent a coherent sense of partnership to capital and labor. Now that partnership seemed torn. Instead of a unified nation of diverse producers working together to create wealth, the United States seemed divided, as the Populists would so memorably put it years later, into “two great classes—tramps and millionaires.”[60] By the end of the depression of the 1870s, violent conflict would unmistakably confirm this sense of growing social cleavage. Given the centrality of free labor to the meaning of post-Civil War America, the battles that erupted between capital and labor during the Gilded Age also raged on the cultural ground of national identity. As a figure of speech, the phrase “tramp army” derived its power from the way it symbolically drew together the diverse challenges to reigning concepts of nationhood in the 1870s. To elite observers, the great army of tramps represented a rebuke not only to the pre-Civil War ideal of free labor, but also to the ideals of home and family that, in conjunction with free labor, defined America as a harmonious, yet dynamic, nation of producers. The very triumph of free labor as a national system after the Civil War had given rise to the problem of how to handle those workers who “abused” their freedom by refusing to work. Unlike earlier systems of servitude, apprenticeship, and other forms of bound labor, wage labor allowed workers to change employers at will and, in theory at least, to quit work altogether. Quitting work altogether, of course, was never really an option for anyone, except the very rich, despite whatever lessons of the bivouac had been learned in the army. But workers the nation over did take advantage of any opportunities they had to escape dependence upon wages, whether it be through squatting on unused land, poaching wild game, or bartering stolen goods in the streets.[61] In the South, agricultural employers struggled to reestablish a plantation labor force out of newly emancipated slaves who overwhelmingly desired to live on small plots of their own outside the plantation system. For postwar plantation owners, the goal was to force open southern blacks’ tenacious grip on whatever economic autonomy they had through innovations in contract law and new forms of labor compulsion. Vagrancy legislation played a crucial role in the conversion of the South to free labor by serving as a coercive stick to balance the carrot of market choice.[62] African Americans in the South possessed a margin of freedom to choose certain terms of employment. But no propertyless person was free not to sign a labor contract. The rise of the tramp army in the North redirected the debate over labor compulsion toward white, especially Irish, industrial workers. These workers, employers and legislators feared, seemed as indolent and determined to flout the wage system as their black counterparts in the South. By raising the specter of the “professional tramp” who was, as one state legislative committee put it, “bound to live without work,” the tramp crisis conjured fears that the Civil War’s “new birth of freedom” had shaded into an anarchic rebellion against wage labor.[63] As a tramp “Boss” profiled in the New York Times made clear, free labor meant the right not to work. “Wurruck,” says the tramp in a thick Irish brogue after removing a “villainous-looking clay pipe” from his lips, “was made for niggers. I’m a white man born free.”[64] Basing his own racialized sense of freedom on the subordination of African Americans, this media caricature captures at once prevailing stereotypes about “savage” Celtic racial traits and the actual Irish ethnic strategy for claiming the privileges of whiteness. For the Irish, preserving the road as a domain of white men was one of these key privileges, even if it confirmed among elites that the Irish were a race apart, sharing the same vagrant characteristics as African Americans (fig. 1.1).[65] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-3.png][Figure 1.1: As Thomas Nast’s cartoon from Harper’s Weekly suggests, prevailing white opinion placed the “Celt” on par with the “Negro,” not only in terms of social position, but actual physiognomy. Drawn in 1876 during the height of the tramp scare and toward the end of Reconstruction, this cartoon racially debases both groups even as it laughingly recognizes the racist antipathy that the Irish hold for African Americans. With their well-known disposition for tramping, the Irish raised fears about the breakdown of labor discipline and social order similar to those evoked by emancipated slaves in the American South. Freshly minted “tramp acts” targeted Irish “rovers” in the North, just as draconian vagrancy laws applied almost exclusively to African Americans in the South. For many Irish workers, however, tramping evolved into a jealously guarded bastion of white privilege that blacks entered only at their peril. (Harper’s Weekly, December 9,1876)]] To address this rebellion against wage labor, every state legislature in the industrial North retooled centuries-old vagrancy laws, now termed “tramp acts,” and engineered new mechanisms for enforcement. Beginning with New Jersey in April 1876, a rapid succession of states, numbering forty by the 1890s, adopted legislation that subtly shifted the focus of vagrancy from begging and “disorderly” street activities to wandering without work. These acts also increased the hazards of tramping by converting misdemeanor offenses into felonies when committed by tramps and by assigning to state governments the costs of vagrancy incarceration.[66] Local governments, which had never consistently enforced vagrancy statutes, continued to administer the tramp acts haphazardly. Contradictory policies that provided for the relief and lodging of homeless men also persistently compromised the tramp acts at the local level. Nevertheless, some towns and cities vigorously prosecuted offenders of the new laws, which generally called for the arrest and confinement of “all persons [usually men over seventeen years of age] who rove about from place to place, begging or living without labor or visible means of support.”[67] By specifically requiring workers to accept the prevailing wages of local labor markets and forbidding them from obtaining “a living without labor,” the tramp acts attempted to foreclose whatever stopping-off points remained on the road to a universal wage system. Related to the sudden flurry of legislative activity was the renewed effort on the part of philanthropic groups to abolish “outdoor relief” and “indiscriminate charity,” which, elite charity officials argued, served as “stimulants to vagrancy.”[68]The long campaign to eradicate “outdoor relief”—the government provision of money, coal, food, and other supplies to the poor—achieved its greatest success in the 1870s. With the tramp crisis raging, two prominent private agencies, the Association for Improving the Condition of the Poor (AICP) and the Charity Organization Society (COS), convinced New York City officials to stop all donations to the indigent in order to force them “indoors” to regimented poorhouses. Rushing into the backwash left by the halting of municipal relief, churches, labor assemblies, fraternal organizations, and other community groups opened soup kitchens and began dispensing coal to the poor, frustrating the AICP’s and COS’s efforts to restrict aid.[69] The established charities also faced the more intransigent problem of informal neighborhood networks dispensing aid to the needy. As private citizens continued to donate food, lodging, clothing, and other essentials to the local and nonlocal poor alike, Edward Hale despaired that “the reckless generosity and hospitality of the people” would forever prevent the tramp army from disbanding.[70] The campaign to abolish “reckless generosity” and restrict relief was part and parcel of the larger effort to increase workers’ dependence upon wage labor. Contradictory as it may seem, private and public agencies played crucial roles in enforcing the dictates of the free labor market. Since the days of enclosures in sixteenth-century England, proponents of the wage system had sought to “give the poor an interest in toiling” by abolishing common lands and other sources of subsistence that existed outside of the wage contract.[71] In Gilded Age America, a major obstacle to workers’ absolute dependence upon employers was the custom of mutual aid embedded in working-class life. For the industrial working class, poor relief was not “charity,” but a “right,” won by virtue of democratic citizenship and community membership. The money, provisions, and odd jobs channeled to the unemployed were also expressions of self-interest on the part of the givers: municipal officials seeking reelection and better-off neighbors eager to maintain their community standing.[72] Interpreting such relief practices as “corruption,” elite charity administrators of the 1870s feared for the moral and economic health of the Republic. The will of a “foraging” tramp army “bound to live without labor” seemed to be prevailing over a free labor ideal where all wealth rightly goes only to those who produce it. Far more fearsome than the consequences of “reckless generosity” was the prospect of tramps demanding not just handouts, but social and political power as well. To the genteel ear, the phrase “tramp army” rang with connotations of violence. As Lee O. Harris puts it in The Man Who Tramps, Americans shivered with “the thrill of horror” at the vision of tramps “combining in one great organization” to seize the Republic by force.[73] The symbolic power of this vision arose from the real militancy that workers increasingly exhibited in their confrontations with employers during the Gilded Age. Class violence was not an isolated phenomenon, but a persistent theme throughout the working-class protests and demonstrations of the period. As corporations and state governments created new armed forces to meet growing civil unrest, workers themselves formed their own militias, drilling, marching, and parading under both republican and socialist banners.[74] Posed before this smoldering background of violence, the tramp assumed a menacing profile. When a nationwide strike, the first ever in American history, gripped the country in July 1877, middle-class anxiety over tramps exploded into outright panic. The strike began with a seemingly isolated job action among workers on the Baltimore and Ohio Railroad in the small town of Martinsburg, West Virginia. Even as President Rutherford B. Hayes dispatched troops to regain control of the B & O, the strike spread rapidly across the land, encompassing not only the nation’s railroad workers, but also farmers, coal miners, steelworkers, the unemployed, and myriad other groups. By the end of July, towns and cities stretching from Philadelphia to San Francisco became engulfed in a bloody labor conflict. One hundred thousand workers across the nation walked off their jobs. The entire cities of St. Louis, Pittsburgh, and Chicago shut down. In the fighting that ensued between workers and the various armed forces sent to quell the insurrection, millions of dollars worth of property went up in flames. By August over one hundred people lay dead and thousands more injured.[75] Tramps emerged from the ashes of 1877 as the primary scapegoats for the uprising. Francis Wayland attributed “the inner history of the recent disgraceful and disastrous riots in some of our principal cities” to the “large detachments of our great standing army of professional tramps.”[76] By fingering tramps for blame, observers such as Wayland explained away not only the strike’s unusual levels of violence but also its extraordinary geographic breadth. As a worker cut loose from any one locality, the tramp transcended parochial attachments and suggested the formation of a larger national community of men on the move. Lee O. Harris subtitled The ManW ho Tramps “a story of to-day” precisely because he sought to explain the singular strike wave of 1877 as a product of this larger mobile community. Unfolding along the timeline of the strike, the novel’s plot reaches its climax on July 21, 1877, when “hundreds of tramps from all parts of the country” descend upon Pittsburgh to commandeer the city’s strike. Having recruited the “irresponsible floating populace” on its way, the revolutionary tramp brotherhood arrives in Pittsburgh dreaming of the day “when we will be no longer vagrants, but rulers in this land.” The tramps proceed to make “inflammatory appeals to the passions of the crowd” and send the city up in smoke. Inevitably, however, the tramp leaders die in their own conflagration, and troops restore order to Pittsburgh.[77] With their perceived ability to lure other unemployed workers into their ranks and steal train rides to distant destinations, America’s tramp army played the villain in most accounts of the strike. But, in fact, tramps were noticeably absent from virtually all the sites of conflict during July 1877. The crowds that assembled in and above the railroad yards of Pittsburgh, for example, were made up largely of local men and women who walked from their homes and workplaces. While the new networks of transportation and communication had indeed made the general uprising of 1877 possible, they did so not because railroads and telegraphs directed opportunistic tramps to the sites of rebellion. Rather, these networks had linked working people to each other across a vast geographic terrain, making the recognition of common identities and interests, and the class action based on that recognition, ever more likely. Despite the facts of the matter, one month after the strike wave subsided, Francis Wayland proclaimed to an agreeing audience of charity officials that tramps were “at war with society and all social institutions.”[78] While the strikes had indeed left little doubt that the institution of free wage labor was under siege, the voluminous commentary on tramps appearing after the strike also focused attention on another endangered American institution: the family. Tramp bivouacs represented an escape not only from work, but also from home. Just as army camp life had raised concerns over labor discipline, so, too, did it inspire fears of gender disorder. Armed service removed men from their customary positions at home as well as work, placing them in regimented, mobile, allmale environments. In re-creating the male camaraderie of camp life after the Civil War, the great army of tramps seemed in rebellion against domestic life. Unlike today’s homeless, tramps in the late nineteenth century were seen not so much as lacking permanent shelter, for as numerous mobility studies have shown, few Americans of the period enjoyed anything resembling a permanent home. Rather, the tramp’s “homelessness” denoted a broader-based moral crisis of domesticity, a crisis of men, as one religious journal put it, “let loose from all the habits of domestic life, wandering about without aim or home.”[79] In the 1870s the prospect of a “homeless” man threatened the delicate balance between workplace and home, public and private, men and women, that the middle class had long considered crucial to a healthy social order. As far back as the early nineteenth century, Americans had so valued the balancing functions of home that a “cult of domesticity” had emerged to inundate the nation with advice manuals, song sheets, and prints of genre scenes celebrating family life. Promoted largely by the clergy and the popular press, this passion for domestic harmony and happiness advanced in lockstep with the commercial revolution of the antebellum period. As wage labor and mass markets eroded the traditional economic functions of farming and artisanal households, families once bound together by productive activities now had to reinvent domestic life. With the sphere of work increasingly divorced from that of the household, new familial relationships developed to foster and regulate individual pursuits outside the home. Meanwhile, the home itself, which had once been the center of productive activity, increasingly became a sphere of “culture,” infused with the abstract qualities of virtue, nurture, and “civilization.” Women guarded and presided over these domestic qualities while men enjoyed the home as a private refuge from the public strife and striving of democratic politics and the competitive workplace. According to this doctrine of “separate spheres,” distinct gender roles preserved the dynamism of American life while curtailing the centrifugal forces of free market democracy.[80] If the home, as one Gilded Age writer put it, was “the crystal of society and the nucleus of national character,” then the rise of a homeless army signaled a breakdown in domestic relations that endangered the nation as a whole.[81] One popular origin myth of tramping served as a warning to the country to get its homes in order. In The Man Who Tramps, Lee O. Harris explains the rise of tramps both through “the reckless, free life of the army” and the lack of nurturing motherhood. The protagonist of the novel, sixteen-year-old Harry Lawson, grows up in the tenements of New York City until the death of his parents leads him by orphan train to an Indiana farm family. The pastoral promise of farm life, however, is betrayed by an adoptive mother with a “tyrannical disposition” who incites Harry to run away. Although determined not to become a tramp, Harry falls in with “Black Flynn”—an Irishman, a communist, and a tramp “Boss” who masterminds the July 1877 uprising in Pittsburgh.[82] Those women who fail to exercise their redemptive powers of nurture, argues The Man Who Tramps, drive men from their feminine influence and thereby imperil the Republic. This severing of men from the civilizing and restraining realm of home was, from one perspective, the essence of the tramp crisis. In assessing the peculiar hazards of America’s tramp army, FrancisWayland echoed the common nineteenth-century faith in the sentimental home’s restorative powers and raised new fears of a growing population of men cut loose entirely from the woman’s sphere:
The strength and sacredness of family ties, the love of mother or wife, or child, have often restrained, and sometimes reclaimed a hardened criminal, to whom the idea of home was still a present reality. But this possible refuge of respectability is wanting to the tramp. He has no home, no family ties. He has cut himself off from all influences which can minister to his improvement or elevation.The home, as Wayland made clear, functioned in the nineteenth-century doctrine of separate spheres as an important check on man’s natural aggression. Living outside the home—that is, outside the range of feminine influence—the tramp operated on pure instinct, “inspired by no motive except a momentary impulse of gain, or lust, or revenge.”[83] A masculine impulse frequently identified with tramps, as well as with the restraining influence of home, was sexual desire. For centuries religious doctrine legitimated and contained the unruly passions associated with human sexuality by defining it almost exclusively in terms of procreation. With the emergence of the private nuclear family in the nineteenth century, the intimate pleasures of nonprocreative sex gradually gained legitimacy. As a result, ministers, physicians, and moral advisers of all sorts struggled to place new boundaries on sexual expression. Ideologies of domesticity invested women with what John D’Emilio and Estelle B. Freedman describe as “an elaborate ideal of femininity [that] emphasized innate sexual purity as a means of controlling male excess.”[84] According to the domestic ideal, wives contained husbands’ “explosive” sexuality in order to preserve and concentrate men’s powers for success in the marketplace. With no such sexual constraints, homeless tramps of middle-class commentary not only eschewed the disciplines of productive labor; they also attacked the very moral foundations of the sentimental home itself (fig. 1.2). FrancisWayland led a chorus of opinion associating tramps with rape. Tramps, according to Wayland, preyed upon “the innocent maiden on her way to school” or “the farmer’s wife busied about her household cares” in order to commit an “outrage worse than murder.”[85] Lee O. Harris put the matter in even more strident terms. “The homes of the pioneers, surrounded by a wilderness, harboring ravenous wolves and skulking savages,” Harris claims, “were not more unsafe than our homes of to-day.”[86] According to the dominant origin myths of tramping, “savage” homeless men lacked the sexual self-government and moral incentives that all men needed to compel them to labor. Therefore, tramping workers drifted into a purely masculine life of self-directed indolence. In a sense, the tramp symbolically took the nineteenth century’s cult of self-made manhood to its logical extreme by abandoning the home in favor of purely acquisitive pursuits. But whereas the undomesticated capitalist augered the unruly extremes of acquisitive individualism, the homeless tramp raised the specter of collective aggression. Although the line of causation seems bizarre, the cultural logic of the Gilded Age tramp crisis identified tramping as a first step toward rape, “professional” indolence, and revolutionary communism. The same cultural logic that steered pundits away from unemployment as an explanation of the tramp crisis generated imaginative origin myths of tramping that symbolically captured the epoch’s intersecting crises of family, community, and nation. The image of a foraging, pillaging great army of tramps symbolically reversed the harmonious world of free labor and sentimental domesticity vouchsafed to the nation by a bloody Civil War. Gilded Age problems of labor discipline, class conflict, and gender disorder all found rich cultural expression in the expansive literature on tramping, especially after 1877. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-4.jpg][Figure 1.2: A tramp with a beseeching air threatens to invade and defile a sentimental home in this illustration from Harper’s Weekly. Although the picture leaves the ragged wayfarer’s intentions ambiguous, the accompanying article states that the engraving faithfully depicts “the alarm and danger to which women and children are frequently subjected by these vagabonds.” Such a peaceful country cottage, the editors add, is “usually the spot selected by the tramp as the scene of his depredations.” “Fortunately in this case,” they note, “rescue is at hand; for the tramps, who are only valorous when they have to contend with weakness, never fail to assume the humility of a suffering mendicant when confronted by the muscles of a sturdy yeoman.” (Harper’s Weekly, September 2,1876)]] Even though learned and popular commentary seemed to speak with one voice on the tramp terror, the terms of panic did not remain frozen in the fearsome moment of July 1877. Indeed, the very qualities attributed to tramps in the 1870s—indolence, violence, and undomesticated primitivism—were susceptible to opposite valuations. Those approaching the tramp crisis from the bottom up, for example, might consider what Francis Wayland called indolence to be an idyllic escape from the drudgery of wage labor. Similarly, to working-class readers fantasizing about the end of the wage system altogether, Lee O. Harris’s graphic account of tramp insurrection might inspire “oppositional readings” where the “rioting” tramps are the heroes and the troops dispatched to “restore order” to Pittsburgh are the villains. Finally, to those middle- or working-class men chafing under the constraints of feminine “civilization,” the tramp’s life on the road might have romantic appeal as a masculine liberation from the rarefied realm of home. Each of these reevaluations began to surface in the literature on tramping even before the nation climbed out of its great depression in 1878. While the return to prosperity softened the edges of panic, it did not resettle the tramp army. Neither did the economic upswing solve the problems of wage insecurity or geographic drift faced by the working class. As depression gripped the United States once more in the 1880s and again in the 1890s, the nation’s common discourse on tramps approached the realm of high theory. Origin myths of tramping born in the 1870s matured into greater sophistication and complexity as new voices entered the debate over why men tramp. Some of these new voices came from labor tribunes and working-class pamphleteers eager to challenge the terms of middle-class panic. Others came from the middle class itself as a new generation of social investigators took to the road in order to gain firsthand knowledge of tramp life. The new media also carried the voices of tramps themselves, who, for the first time, sought to define the terms of their own situation. By the 1890s those labeled tramps no longer passively accepted the meanings attached to them by others. The great army of tramps was now ready to develop it own means of expression.
If the United States, like the countries of the OldWorld, are also to grow vast crops of poor, desperate, dissatisfied, nomadic, miserably-waged populations, such as we see looming upon us of late years—steadily, even if slowly, eating into them like a cancer of lungs or stomach—then our republican experiment, notwithstanding all its surface-successes, is at heart an unhealthy failure.Having diagnosed this cancer on the body politic, Whitman, unlike his contemporary Francis Wayland, did not prescribe new law enforcement measures or the strengthening of “family ties.” Rather, Whitman saw the problem in terms of “social and economic organization, the treatment of working-people by employers, and all that goes along with it—not only the wages-payment part, but a certain spirit and principle.”[87] According to Whitman, capital had abandoned both the spirit of cooperation between the “producing classes” and the principle of free labor, thereby becoming “a sort of anti-democratic disease and monstrosity.”[88] Two decades before the tramp crisis, Whitman had celebrated the “Open Road” as a place where diverse travelers could encounter each other as equals, “loos’d of limits and imaginary lines.” Unlike the three tramps Whitman observed in February 1879, “plodding along, their eyes cast down, spying for scraps, rags, bones, etc.,” the wayfarer of “Song of the Open Road” is “light-hearted,” “strong and content,” the very embodiment of “good-fortune”:
You were an Ishmaelite, and there was a savage satisfaction in feeling that all the world had its hand raised against you, and yours against the world. Indeed, to tell the truth, you were not far from desperate deeds. The step from poverty to crime is a short one—if poverty, itself, be not a crime. A man without money feels an ownership in every one else’s property. An ownership where Might becomes an agent of Possession.[119]In A Tight Squeeze, a millionaire turned tramp fulfills every genteel property holder’s nightmare about homeless men flagrantly violating the rules of work, propriety, and property. But for working-class readers, the story demonstrated the thin line between crime and poverty, producers and nonproducers, strikers and rioters, “honest workingmen” and “common tramps.” As a cautionary tale about the great army of tramps, A Tight Squeeze warns that if the dispossessed are not returned to the land, then the Republic, already shaken by the events of July 1877, will be forced to combat a growing subculture of nonproducers who feel “an ownership in every one else’s property.” Working-class narratives of tramping are replete with such republican tales of caution, tales that often end with the propertyless tramp army seizing its rightful inheritance. When labor commentators invoked the martial motif of the tramp army, they did so not only to suggest the betrayal of the free labor ideals that launched Lincoln’s Grand Army, but also to augment the sense of danger and approaching cataclysm. “Beware ye money bags; beware ye political leeches; beware ye cormorants of society,” warned the usually circumspect National Labor Tribune in 1875. “The tramps you now despise will some day become tigers, and ... rise like an army and suddenly wrest your ill-gotten gains from your grasp [and] appropriate them to their rightful owners.”[120] Two years later, in the aftermath of the national strike wave, the same paper commented further on the dangerous and militant force that the “grand industrial army” represented:
Two millions of men are wandering about in idleness, not knowing where their next meal of victuals is to come from ... How and where will these men live? Their numbers are increasing. Secretary Stanton feared the effect of the disbandment of a million soldiers at the close of the war. But what is that to the disbandment of the grand industrial army that has for years been building up the wealth and creating the strength of this great nation? There is danger from this vast unemployed mass. They will not tamely die of starvation. Their brothers who still have a little to live on will not allow them to be dispersed like banditti, for none knows how soon they may add to the ranks of that army.[121]When Henry George posed his question “What is the tramp?” in his 1883 text, Social Problems, he, too, associated the tramp army with revolutionary violence. “Known as he is from the Atlantic to the Pacific,” George writes, the tramp constitutes “an appearance more menacing to the Republic than that of hostile armies or fleets bent on destruction.” Just as the vast bulk of an iceberg rests below the water’s surface, George explains, so did a deeper significance reside beneath “this terrible phenomenon, the tramp.” For George, the unemployed workingman’s degeneration into “a vagabond and an outcast—a poisonous pariah” served as a reminder “that in civilized man still lurks the savage” poised to emerge wherever men were alienated from property. “Not in desert and forest, but city slums and country roadsides are nursing the barbarians who may be to the new what Hun and Vandal were to the old.”[122] Such suggestions of cataclysmic social change derived not only from traditional republican concerns about the growth of a propertyless proletariat, but also from what Herbert Gutman calls the “pessimistic pre-millennialism” that informed much of Gilded Age plebeian culture.[123] Premillennialism was the grim Christian faith in a coming Apocalypse that was to burn away corrupt human institutions and usher in the golden age of Christ’s rule. To the middle classes, wedded to beliefs in progress and the gradual improvement of human life, such apocalyptic traditions amounted to superstitious nonsense. Bourgeois evangelicalism embraced a postmillennialist faith in the power of human agency to achieve a thousand-year golden age before the Apocalypse’s arrival. For impoverished workers assailed by the onrush of commercial “progress,” however, the great army of tramps seemed to auger cataclysmic delivery from a corrupting wage system. “Christianity was ushered into existence by tramps,” argued the National Labor Tribune in 1876. “The new civilization whose grey dawn glimmers over the Eastern horizon will no doubt be ushered in by tramps too. Great movements come from the bottom layer of society, who possess the truest instincts and the noblest impulses. Our tramps are but the beginning of the end of a worn-out system.”[124] Often likening the lonely struggles of the tramp to Christ’s passion, labor prose and poetry strained to put the travails of the industrial age into a larger transhistorical framework.[125] One poem published in the Journal of United Labor in 1883 invoked such a broad perspective in comparing tramps with both the “ten Hebrew tribes / leaving slavery’s galling chains” and those “from every strand / where despotic wrongs despoils.”[126] For working-class readers, tramps served figuratively as agents of redemption. “How much longer shall we wait and suffer?” asked the National Labor Tribune in 1876 in a column on “The Army of Tramps.” “Can we summon the courage to meet the issue and conquer? Or shall we tremble and hide from the pelting storm? No. Let us be men even in our poverty. We are yet free men. Still sovereigns. This nation is ours.”[127] An imaginative story that draws together these plebeian themes of republican betrayal, apocalyptic change, and redemption is The Tramp: His Tricks,Tallies and Tell-Tales, an elaborately illustrated pamphlet novel published in 1878. Claiming no author (but illustrated and “edited” by Frank Bellew), this cheap novel tells the tale of an unemployed journeyman printer who “became a Tramp” after failing in his search for steady work. The tramp narrates his descent from “honest workingman” and then guides the reader through the dangerous and radical subculture of homeless men he encounters on the road. Located deep in the forests of northcentral Pennsylvania, this revolutionary “Brotherhood” initiates the tramp into its cabal and formulates a plan “to hurl their power at the throat of organized authority.”[128] This dime novel’s tale of descent resembles Lee O. Harris’s The Man Who Tramps, a melodramatic novel about an innocent farm boy lured into a revolutionary tramp bivouac on the eve of the strikes of 1877. But unlike Harris’s novel, The Tramp tells its story in what Michael Denning calls “mechanic accents.”[129] That is, where Harris’s novel is explicitly didactic and aims to educate its working-class audience in the free labor values of the middle class, The Tramp adopts the language of its working-class audience to articulate that audience’s own concerns and perspectives. In other words, The Man Who Tramps speaks to its readers, while The Tramp speaks for its readers. Like the labor press, The Tramp purports to represent the other side of the road, the side denied by Lee O. Harris and the big-city dailies. In giving this other side, the novel replicates the labor press’s strategy of separating and excluding tramps from “honest workingmen,” identifying the narrator as a formerly “respectable member of society” who happens to fall in with “tatterdemalion vagabonds.” But The Tramp also departs dramatically from this convention, as well as from those of middle-class melodrama, by raising the following question: Which is more corrupt, “the central camp of Tramps” or “respectable society”?[130] Following the convention of the labor press, The Tramp’s narrator opens his story by describing how he was “thrown out of work” during “dull times,” encountered “much rum and many misfortunes,” and consequently became “a ragged, dirty, unwholesome Tramp” (5). Once homeless, he finds “swarms of Tramps on the road,” but little work, and notices quickly that “poverty seems to arouse [others’] anger and hatred, instead of kindness and compassion” (6). Consistent with the workingclass preoccupation with appearance, as well as with age-old pollution taboos, the narrator describes himself as “tried, foot-sore, and dirty. Oh, so dirty! I felt as though the filth had entered my very heart and veins, and even soiled my moral character.”[131] In response to this problem of appearance and soiled character, the narrator takes refuge in the “sweet, fresh air, the song of the birds, and the glory of the rising sun,” things that cannot be taken away, “even from a Tramp” (7). For a while the tramp roams in a “syndicate,” a cooperative network dedicated to “sharing their beggings, and findings, and stealings together.” Resolving to rejoin respectable society, the tramp quits the syndicate and looks for work. But he soon discovers that he cannot support himself alone and again seeks the company of other homeless men. This is when he encounters the “promised land” of the tramp bivouac, an encampment located in “a wild, uninhabited region, where bears and rattlesnakes abide” (13). Fortunately, however, “game and fish were also plenty there,” making the site “an admirable retreat for men of our class” (14). “The Ragged Red Rovers,” as the bivouacking gang calls itself, initiates the tramp into its subculture and demonstrates the harsh punishment that awaits those members who transgress the rules of loyalty and collective ownership. Despite the Brotherhood’s brutality, the narrator describes the gang as a “pretty amiable lot of vagabonds,” possessing a colorful array of character defects and dialects (19). The camp is also a haven of “kindness and charity” where those willing to “work when they can” (the “Bees”) coexist peacefully with the “constitutionally tired” (the “Butterflies”). After amassing collective earnings and plunder, the tramps periodically rise up in carnivalesque celebration of their freedom (19). “Indeed,” the narrator explains, “we lived in grand style, going so far, frequently, as to give large dinner parties to ‘the rank, fashion, and beauty of Roverglen’” (28). Anticipating the “Big Rock Candy Mountain” of hobo lore, the tramps “rioted in all the delicacies of the season for two or three days together,” a practice that encouraged the narrator to look “with a certain admiration on organized Tramp life as it appeared to me” (28,26). As a new member of this organization, the narrator hones his skills at foraging, pilfering, and swindling unsuspecting rural folk out of their worldly goods. As refugees from the wage system, the residents of Roverglen also harbor greater ambitions than petty theft. After a while the narrator learns that his camp is but part of a larger “Tramp organization” that is “political and revolutionary” (20). He learns also that the organization’s membership includes thousands of ordinary workingmen, “good honest fellows, who would rejoice at obtaining employment,” but who, failing to find work, are now “only looking forward with longing eyes to some grand national smash-up, when there should be a glorious scramble for the prizes” (20, 23). “Our sufferings and hardships are educating us up to be soldiers,” explains the “Perfessor,” one of the architects of the tramp Brotherhood. Sounding remarkably like those genteel commentators who believed that tramping had its roots in the “reckless, free life of the army,” the Perfessor expounds on tramps’ superior military skills. The tramp, the Perfessor tells his recruits, possesses the ability to “outmarch any other body of men,” to “concentrate at any given point quicker than his adversaries,” and to “live off less food, and rough it better in the field.”When the tramps mobilize, the Perfessor concludes, “let those twaddlers who prate about things regulating themselves, and about the holy capitalists, as though they were another race of beings—let them see whether it would not have been better to regulate things a little, rather than to have left them to regulate themselves with lamp-posts and lead pills” (23). The narrative tension of this short pamphlet novel hinges on the dilemma faced by the narrator. Should he choose the life of an honest, if poor and despised, casual laborer? Or should he follow the path of a carefree, if revolutionary, member of the tramp Brotherhood? The Tramp resolves this conflict ambiguously through an improbable third option, that of being domesticated as “a respectable member of society” through betrothal to a prosperous farmer’s daughter. Just how this conclusion comes about adds further to the ambiguity, for the tramp wins the confidence of his prospective father-in-law only by deceptively manipulating his appearance. Having pilfered a diamond breast-pin, gold watch, expensive suit of clothes, and some money from “two sporting gentlemen” who were out for a swim, the narrator returns to a farm where he had previously worked dressed in his new finery (29). Keen on marrying the farmer’s daughter, the tramp conceals his identity as “a common thief and vagabond” and projects instead “the appearance of prosperity.” This appearance wins over the farmer, who grants the tramp not only the hand of his daughter, but also his homestead. In the end, the narrator considers his booty the rightful “spoils of war—plunder of the past,” as well as “the lever which was to pry me out of the mire” (31). Just as the ill-gotten attire compromises the tramp’s claims to property and respectability, so, too, does the protagonist’s deception undermine the conventions of sentimental literature. Instead of winning his matrimonial and patriarchal bliss through a purity of intentions and motives, the tramp of this cheap dime novel achieves his reentry into respectable society through the cunning manipulation of surface appearances. The novel ends with a searing critique of a social system that, in essence, is nothing more than a confidence game:
I had tried honestly and frequently to obtain work, and failed. I had been treated with scorn, because I was in need. All mortals who are suffering and without power are hated by their fellow creatures; ... I had rebelled against this hoggish insolence of the prosperous, and wrested by cunning and force what they had denied to me on fair terms—a living I used to hate all the world, and would have contemplated any general calamity with a certain fiendish delight. I would picture to myself the city burning, and the rich rushing from their homes poor and helpless as myself, and revel in the spectacle; famine, pestilence, war, would each furnish me with material for tableaux to delight the eye of my imagination. This feeling I resolved to set myself to work to battle against, and in its place to cultivate a more rational and humane spirit. (31)Unlike Lee O. Harris’s The Man Who Tramps, this cheap dime novel refuses to disperse the tramp army and keeps the Brotherhood intact as a lingering menace to the Republic. Meanwhile, the narrator’s apocalyptic revenge fantasies remain stilled, for the moment, beneath the surface of a prosperous front. In a supreme irony that negates any distinction between “producers” and “nonproducers,” the tramp does not earn his newly won productive property as an “honest workingman.” Rather, it is the skills he acquires on the tramp, the skills of the confidence man, that lead him back to the patriarchal household. In resolving its plot through the success of a confidence game, The Tramp invokes one of nineteenth-century America’s most potent figures of social danger. Long before the Gilded Age, the confidence man had symbolized the moral hazards faced by men and women in a dynamic commercial society governed by contracts and cash transactions. As market relations spilled beyond the boundaries of a circumscribed marketplace to permeate nearly all aspects of life, Americans increasingly encountered each other as buyers and sellers in the placeless market. The commercial revolution also set people in motion toward large cities, where anonymity, rather than face-to-face familiarity, was the rule. Feeling at home in a world of strangers required high standards of trust, or confidence, in personal motives and intentions. So, at the same time as Americans indulged in the self-defeating game of projecting a sincere appearance, they also desperately searched each other for clues of deception and fraud. Confidence, it seemed, was more highly valued than ever, but more elusive too. The figure of the professional confidence man, then, embodied what Walt Whitman called “the terrible doubt of appearances.”[132] In a society so heavily invested in artifice, no one, especially those conspicuously displaying “good character,” escaped suspicion.[133] For select critics of American commercial life, the national confidence game raised the possibility that “good character” and stable identities simply did not exist.[134] Lacking property and thus utterly dependent on his ability to project “good character,” the tramp quickly took his place among the ranks of suspected confidence men, which already included itinerant actors, doctors, peddlers, evangelists, and a host of other traveling tradesmen.[135] Just as magicians possess the power to expose the tricks of their trade, so, too, did the confidence man figuratively threaten to implicate others in the game he played so expertly. As a cultural symbol, the tramp desperately attempting to demonstrate “good character” was but the flip side of the “respectable gentleman” secretly harboring bad intentions and unsavory motives. By dire necessity, tramps became masters of a confidence game that endangered not only middle-class Americans’ property, but also their propriety. As The Tramp’s tale of one man’s restoration to respectable society demonstrates, the redeemed tramp could turn on his fellow property holders in an instant. Instead of gladly assimilating into genteel society, the novel’s confidence man-hero unmasks “the hoggish insolence of the prosperous” hiding beneath the appearance of gentility. Winning confidence and challenging the smug self-assurances of the prosperous were not merely roles assigned to down-and-out characters in working-class narratives. They were also part of the script followed by many flesh-and-blood tramps themselves. Insofar as the tramp army recruited its members from the general population of industrial workers, tramps possessed the same beliefs, values, and attitudes—in a word, consciousness—as the American working class as a whole. Unemployed workers arrived on the road educated in their class’s expectations, ideologies, and figures of speech. Those few Gilded Age tramps who managed to gain access to written expression drew from a common stock of literary strategies and conventions already featured in the more formal workingclass literatures of tramping. The crucible of the road, however, often gave new shape to such well-worn concepts as free labor and new meanings to what had become the stock figure of the tramp. As the Gilded Age entered its last, and most devastating, great depression in the 1890s, some tramps found ways to tell their own stories of descent and raise their own challenges to property and propriety. *** “From the Fraternity of Haut Beaus” While exploring New York’s Mulberry Street slum in 1887, the renowned journalist and housing crusader Jacob Riis came across “a particularly ragged and disreputable tramp” smoking a pipe in “evident philosophic contentment.” Armed with a camera and magnesium flash, Riis offered the tramp ten cents to pose for a portrait. The tramp nodded in acceptance and then pocketed his pipe, declaring, according to Riis, “that it was not included in his contract and that it was worth a quarter to have it go in the picture.” Riis readily gave in to the demand, which only confirmed to the moralistic slum reformer that he had indeed found a genuine “tramp.” “The man,” recalled Riis, “scarcely ten seconds employed at honest labor, even at sitting down, at which he was an undoubted expert, had gone on strike. He knew his rights and the value of ‘work,’ and was not to be cheated out of either” (fig. 2.1).[136] Jacob Riis’s account of how he came to shoot “The Tramp in a Mulberry Street Yard,” a photograph reproduced in his landmark How the Other Half Lives, represents one episode in a larger Gilded Age struggle over the visible meaning of the tramp. While the competition to represent the tramp most often pitted the labor press against commercial newspapers, the contest also, by 1890 or so, increasingly involved tramps themselves as they encountered a rising generation of intrepid social investigators and reformers. While these investigators sought to deliver “realistic” representations of the “other half,” their tramping subjects sometimes found ways to negotiate the terms of the encounter. Helping to define his own situation, the subject of Riis’s photograph, for example, is neither an honest victim of mistaken identity, as the labor press would have it, nor a homicidal villain of middle-class fantasy. Rather, he is an agent in his own right whose deliberate gambit with the pipe betrays a shrewd recognition of the role he is being asked to play. By the same token, Riis’s own joking reference to the wage contract inadvertently acknowledges both the blurred distinctions between “honest workingmen” and “common tramps” and the cash value of picturesque “street types” to the new mass media emerging in the late Gilded Age. Riis, like all investigators, maintained the upper hand in this negotiation. But by performing as a “tramp,” the Mulberry Street pipe smoker ensured that his encounter with Riis would indeed be negotiated. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-32.jpg][Figure 2.1: Taken in 1887, fourteen years after Jacob Riis himself had retired from the road, this photograph, entitled “The Tramp in a Mulberry Street Yard,” exemplifies Riis’s obsessive interest in documenting what he called the “other half.” As one of Riis’s earliest photographs, and the first of a confirmed tramp, the picture was an important part of Riis’s renowned expose of “The Bend,” a notorious slum that was eventually torn down and transformed into a recreational park and settlement house. Departing from the conventions of Victorian portraiture, “The Tramp” depicts the subject’s entire body in cluttered surroundings, rather than just the upper half against a dark background. By including a squatting “lower half,” Riis suggests an absence of rationality, autonomy, and spiritual unity—qualities associated with the classical bust—and emphasizes instead the tramp’s subjection to his environment and his body’s animal functions. Riis’s own desperate experiences with homelessness in the early 1870s imbued the Danish immigrant with an evangelical fervor to expose genteel audiences to their “other half,” the half that defined themselves as reputable, hardworking, and abstinent. (Used by permission of The Jacob A. Riis Collection, © Museum of the City of New York.)]] Jacob Riis, who rarely distinguished between tramps and the general slum-dwelling population, was not the only investigator to record the voices of those he encountered on the streets. Two years after Riis’s run-in with the Mulberry Street tramp, a nineteen-year-old Josiah Flynt Willard took off for an eight-month excursion on the road, a journey that would launch his career as the nation’s premier expert on tramps. With a curious mixture of sensationalism, moralistic judgment, and sympathetic understanding, Willard authored the first ethnographic studies of tramp life, exploiting his status as a participant observer to publish in such popular outlets as Century Magazine, the Contemporary Review, and Atlantic Monthly. Collected in 1899 in a volume entitled Tramping with Tramps, a book that served as the authoritative text on tramp subculture for a generation, Willard’s articles included tramps’ own perspectives on the road. On the basis of this fieldwork, Willard challenged the middle class’s conventional wisdom about tramps, overturning fearsome stereotypes that had been born during the crisis years of the 1870s. Tramps,Willard contended, “are not, as is ... popularly supposed, the scum of the environment.” “On the contrary,” he argued, “they are above their environment, and are often gifted with talents which would enable them to do well in any class, could they be only brought to realize its responsibilities and to take advantage of its opportunities.”[137] While Willard won the sympathy of his middle-class audience by offering a collective portrait of tramps as irresponsible but talented underachievers, another tramp investigator of the 1890s, John James McCook, challenged the reigning assumptions about tramps by writing a critical biography of one self-described “knight of the road,” William W. Aspinwall. Aspinwall was a tramping worker who began corresponding with the genteel McCook in May 1893. Their remarkable collection of private letters, spanning a quarter-century but concentrated most heavily in the crucial depression years of 1893–97, provides fascinating insight into the early development of an American homeless subculture. While often deploying the representational strategies of the labor press—attempting to show himself as an “honest workingman” of “good character”—Aspinwall also claimed a Whitmanesque identity as a “Gentleman of the Road.” Unable to sustain this romance, Aspinwall then used his identity as a tramp to critique and threaten the propertied classes that rejected him. Despite Aspinwall’s seemingly independent voice, its ability to be heard depended entirely upon the discretion of John James McCook, an Episcopal rector and modern language professor at Trinity College in Hartford, Connecticut. Like Aspinwall, McCook was a Civil War veteran, one of fifteen “Fighting McCooks” to serve in the Union army. A devout believer in free labor and the responsibilities of active citizenship, McCook performed a number of civic duties, but none did he pursue more vigorously than the cause of abolishing outdoor relief in all its forms. Alarmed in 1890 by the generosity of Hartford’s $40,000 annual budget for “outdoor alms,” McCook chaired an investigating committee to uncover corruption and recommend reforms in the distribution of relief. McCook’s scrupulously detailed report revealed a thoroughly politicized relief system riddled with abuses. Town Hall grocery orders, for example, steered such luxuries as coconuts, new potatoes, and eggs (out of season) to blocks of voters in poor neighborhoods. The report spawned major reforms in Hartford’s poor law administration and launched McCook’s career as a sociologist and policy expert. After consulting his Connecticut neighbor Francis Wayland, McCook turned to his next topic of inquiry, the tramp problem, with a view toward establishing a rehabilitative asylum for chronic dependents. Once the professor embarked upon his study of tramps, he never quit it, even after the Connecticut state legislature rejected his proposal for a “Tramp Reformatory” in 1897. In fact, McCook was still investigating and writing about the homeless underworld until shortly before his death in 1927. This consuming interest began in 1891 when McCook sent questionnaires to over one hundred police departments across the nation to collect case studies of homeless lodgers. After carefully tabulating his findings, the professor took his inquiry to the streets, as well as to the parks, shelters, and railroad yards where tramps could be found. McCook interviewed and photographed many homeless men he met, digging for clues to their character and the causes of their dissipation. He was known to trail a single tramp all day before approaching his subject for questioning. Such foreknowledge allowed the professor to verify the tramp’s descriptions of his comings and goings. His voluminous notebooks reveal a meticulous attention to detail and a habit of double-checking even the most seemingly insignificant statement. One tramp told McCook that he never wore underclothes. “I turn aside his shirt busom,” recounted McCook, “and under the cotton is the bare flesh.”[138] Unlike every other tramp he questioned, McCook never met his literary foil,William Aspinwall. Born two years after McCook in 1845, Aspinwall was, in his words, “brought up well” by “good parents” in Ohio. In 1861 he joined a volunteer regiment and battled alongside the rest of Ulysses S. Grant’s forces for Union control of the Mississippi River. On May 16, 1863, in the Battle of Champion’s Hill, Aspinwall was hit by buckshot in the shoulder and head, leaving him with unspecified disabilities. After his discharge from the army in 1865, Aspinwall “took to roaming about having no particular home,” traveling throughout the United States and much of the world. He was still on the road in the 1890s, receiving a six-dollar-per-month military pension and fixing clocks, sewing machines, and umbrellas out of a makeshift repair kit. He also occasionally worked on farms and in woolen mills, where he repaired and operated machines.[139] While passing through New England in May 1893, Aspinwall encountered a tramp nicknamed “Connecticut Fatty” carrying six postcards with McCook’s address on them. McCook had asked Fatty to send him periodic updates from the road. The indifferent Fatty, who had already received twenty-five cents from McCook, handed the cards over to Aspinwall, suggesting that he might be able to make some money as the professor’s informant. Aspinwall wrote immediately, eager to sell his story. McCook, anxious to distinguish his work from “that mercenary and commercial order of literature,” refused to pay, but Aspinwall continued to write anyhow, hoping eventually to gain something from his efforts.[140]The letters to McCook accumulated rapidly, amounting to several hundred pages by the end of 1893.[141]With such rich material in hand, McCook immediately drafted a manuscript on Aspinwall that he planned to publish as a book. Eight years later the Independent serialized Aspinwall’s story as a nine-part study entitled “Leaves from the Diary of a Tramp.”[142] Aspinwall’s first full letter to McCook shows an eagerness to distinguish himself from “common tramps.” “I make few friends on the Road,” Aspinwall explains before launching into the details of his military service and work experience. “Now I want you to distinctly understand me,” he emphasizes. “I am not a Bum”:
I would rather be kicked than go up to a house and ask for something to eat. I have went hungry many a time, almost starved before I would ask. I often wished I was more of a Bum when I was good and hungry, but I am constituted of too much pride and manhood.[143]Despite Aspinwall’s professions of “producerist” pride, a skeptical McCook immediately began a background check on Aspinwall. He followed up on references and even went so far as to arrange for the postmaster of Providence, Rhode Island, to scrutinize Aspinwall thoroughly when the tramp arrived to receive McCook’s first letter.[144] Stung by McCook’s suspicions, Aspinwall became defensive and began vouching for himself as a man of experience.[145] Explaining that his life has been one “of almost constant travels at no time staying more than one year at a place,” Aspinwall declares, “I have a great deal to write about” (June 30, 1893). In an early letter, Aspinwall briefly describes his travels in the American South, the West Indies, Mexico, Great Britain, Australia, and India, adding that he has “been in all the Capitals of the states of the Union and seen the White House and Capital [sic] at Wash.,” and was planning to “strike West to the World’s Fair” after his current tour of New England. “I doubt if there is another ... in this broad land of America,” proclaims Aspinwall, “that has been through what I have and seen what I have seen in the way I have” (June 11, 1893). Still hoping to receive payment for his writing after six weeks of correspondence, Aspinwall goes so far as to equate himself with the most popular writers of the day:
I am willing to do a great deal for charity but I must live you understand. I am traveling through and am comeing [sic] in contact with all kinds of hardships and giving the truth just as it is and I think my experience in this world is just worth as much as Gen. Grants, Mark Twains or any other celebrated writer. I know well that not one of them can give the same kind of experience that I can and tell the truth. (July 4,1893)Aspinwall, in effect, represents himself as a Whitmanesque man of the “Open Road,” reveling in the human diversity he encounters. Despite McCook’s request that he focus his comments on the vagrant underworld, Aspinwall insists on sharing his thoughts on the broader range of people he has met, from southern black sharecroppers and old Confederate soldiers to Pittsburgh immigrants and Oklahoma Cherokees. Recounting a convivial evening spent in a Niagara Falls saloon, Aspinwall expresses his pleasure at being part of a veritable festival of nations:
There was a conglomerated mass of Human beings from all nations. The negro was very prominent, all drunk and getting drunker. I just took a seat and took in the show, it beat any variety I ever saw, Polocks, Italians and Negroes kissing and Huging [sic], fighting, shooting crap. You can judge the sights for Sunday. (July 9,1893)For Aspinwall, the ability to “take in” different kinds of people and different social environments was key to his identity as a tramp and a writer. Inventing new terms for his brand of tramping, Aspinwall refers to himself as a “Gentleman of the Road” and as a voice “from the fraternity of Haut Beaus” (May 18,1893). For Aspinwall, tramping was not so much a stern necessity as a vocation requiring imagination and a discriminating sensibility. Emphasizing the romance of his calling, Aspinwall indulges in Whitmanesque praise of the outdoor life. Arguing that nature readily accommodates the homeless wanderer, Aspinwall says he “would rather sit in close to this beautiful stand of watter [sic] and write than to be in the most luxurious drawing room in this land” (June 30, 1893). Sleeping beneath shade trees, eating wild berries, and otherwise glorying in nature’s abundance inspire reveries of a world without private property. “I often think God intended man to live as the Indians used to,” he tells McCook, “—all the land common property. What happy times if we was all in woods together” (May 31,1893). Aspinwall even claims the tramp’s life as a salubrious alternative to industrial civilization. “I think this nomadic life is a healthy life,” asserts Aspinwall. I think if some of you Proffessors [sic], students, etc., would live more of a nomadic life and feel the enjoyment of the fresh air more and take more good wholesome exercise and live more of a rough and tumble life you would enjoy better health and live longer.[146] Such assertions of superior authenticity support Aspinwall’s “literary” identity and justify his life as a tramp. Given Aspinwall’s poverty and his vulnerability to vagrancy arrest, his claims to autonomy and privilege are never secure. While Aspinwall depicts himself as a virtual tourist able to see and enjoy all he encounters, his homelessness often becomes a spectacle itself. “The gaze and stare and remarks of people as I pass along grinds me to the quick,” admits Aspinwall in his early correspondence. “I often am the object of scrutiny ... as if I was some dangerous Beast” (June 10, 1893). Sensing, perhaps, McCook’s own scrutiny, Aspinwall repeatedly uses the motif of “plate-glass windows” to convey his sense of vulnerability to surveillance and his alienation from respectable society. “Well housed people look through their plate-glass windows at the poor and destitute as they pass along the street and say there goes a drunken loafer, there goes a tramp,” complains Aspinwall. “A raged [sic] coat,” he continues, “covers at times a more noble disposition” (December 15,1893). In a world governed by the iron law of appearance, a ragged coat could prompt not only jeers, but also arrest. Although Aspinwall claims never to have been arrested for vagrancy or any other crime, he rails against the tramp acts that inhibit his wanderings. A “more Republican form of Government,” he argues, would allow him to travel without fear of incarceration. As it stands, “the Tramp Laws of the New England states shows [sic] that a poor unfortunate man has no chance” (June 10,1893). Because appearance could mean the difference between employment and unemployment, incarceration and freedom, Aspinwall devotes much of his letters to discussing how he shaves, grooms, washes clothes, and otherwise prepares himself to meet strangers. Eager to show McCook his “good front,” Aspinwall sends a photograph of himself in a new suit and straw hat. “I look like a gentleman now,” he tells the professor, comparing the new photograph to a previous portrait he had taken in his road clothes. Knowing that such a respectable appearance never lasts long for men of his class, Aspinwall also reminds McCook that “it is not the business or the clothes that makes [sic] the man. I am just as good in old ragged clothes as I am in a fine tailor made suit.” But by wearing a tailor-made suit, he explains:
I am going to show the public that there is one man that is a first-class tinker and mechanic that can go through their citties [sic] towns and country that is honest and decent and can keep sober and does. And treat people with politeness and be respected by the public as a gentleman. (July 2,1893)Did Aspinwall warrant such respect? John James McCook takes up precisely this question in his nine-part essay, “Leaves from the Diary of a Tramp.” Here, McCook effectively rises to the challenge of Aspinwall’s claims to respectability, endeavoring to test his representations as an “honest workingman” and “Gentleman of the Road.” The first installment recounts McCook’s background investigation of Aspinwall, which verifies his “stories of travel” as “entirely credible.”[147] Subsequent sections move from the facts of Aspinwall’s identity to the content of his character. Displaying his skill as an expert evaluator of character, McCook describes his request for a photograph in which he stipulated that “there must be no fixing up, no shaving or polishing, but that everything must be taken as if on the road” (3:3010). While admitting that photographs “are exceedingly unsatisfactory in matters of this kind,” McCook nonetheless accepts Aspinwall’s first portrait as evidence that “‘Roving Bill’ is no vulgar shovel or city bum” (3:3011) (fig. 2.2). The second portrait, however, taken at Aspinwall’s own expense without any prior instructions from McCook, draws the professor’s suspicion. The tailored suit and straw hat seem “needlessly conspicuous,” and Aspinwall himself “takes almost too much pains to vindicate the dignity of his ... calling.” McCook then reports Aspinwall’s “naive confession” that he occasionally gambles and “drink[s] too much Beer.” Aspinwall’s purported “sturdy feeling of self-respect” no longer appears justified (6:332–34). Exposing Aspinwall’s feeble confidence game is but a prelude to McCook’s greater challenge of deflecting the tramp’s increasingly strident criticisms of the professor and his social class. While Aspinwall had always wanted to write letters on a wide range of topics, the short messages he received from McCook contained only narrow questions regarding the habits and morals of tramping men. As the wave of corporate and bank failures during the spring of 1893 plunged the nation into its most severe depression in history, Aspinwall began to chastise McCook for his limited understanding of working-class life. When McCook sends Aspinwall his plans for a proposed tramp reformatory, Aspinwall shoots back that “there is a good deal of reforming that should be done outside of tramps and vagrants” (August 6, 1893). The “tramp nuisance,” Aspinwall quips in a later note, “ ... is a great nuisance to a great number of tramps themselves” (August 14,1893). [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-5.png][Figure 2.2: This picture of William W. “Roving Bill” Aspinwall was taken at a photographer’s studio in Bennington,Vermont, on June 8,1893. John James McCook commissioned the portrait, stipulating that “there must be no fixing up, no shaving or polishing, but that everything must be taken as if on the road.”While McCook delighted in the result, Aspinwall himself preferred a more “polished” look and paid for a second portrait featuring a new tailored suit and straw hat. This second photograph, which raised McCook’s suspicions of Aspinwall’s character, has unfortunately deteriorated. (Used by permission of Butler-McCook House & Garden, Antiquarian & Landmarks Society.)]] Aspinwall uses his identity as a tramp to claim a superior understanding of social reality. “Theory will do but Practice makes perfect,” writes Aspinwall. “I have had the Practical Knowledge [of poverty] but I know you have had nothing but a theoretical knowledge” (December 10,1893). In order to give McCook a taste of such “practical knowledge,” Aspinwall abandons his high-minded tone as a “Gentleman of the Road” and becomes a social reporter and critic who documents the distress he sees all around him. Writing from Pittsburgh on September 8, Aspinwall describes the city’s “men all loafing around the streets,” victims of economic depression. The rail lines “on both sides of the river,” he explains, are “lined with men going both ways” in search of work, “the picture of despair on their countenances and asking how the times was where I had been” (September 8, 1893). The following spring, after closing his small repair shop in Pittsburgh, Aspinwall joined that migratory stream. From Aspinwall’s side of the road, McCook’s notion that tramping was an individual pathology appeared ridiculous. The “present shutting down of business will make thousands of tramps,” Aspinwall tells McCook, “because everyone is a tramp when once on the road.” Warning that “some one third of the male population of this country will be living a nomadic life,” the tramp argues that “the general government should enact some laws to furnish all idle men work of some kind.” If nothing is done, he concludes, “America will go back to the uncivilized state worse than the savage Indians before Columbus discovered this country” (April 29,1894). In response to Aspinwall’s increasingly militant attitude, the final installment of McCook’s essay focuses exclusively on what the professor calls the ultimate “pathos of the road.” Aspinwall’s grim tone, McCook explains, is evidence of the “melancholy” that plagues all tramps, even those with “bourgeois symptoms.” “I am getting tiard [sic] of Roaming around,” McCook quotes Aspinwall as writing in 1894, “and I would be Happy indeed if I only had a permanent Home.” “When I get out of work and financially Busted,” Aspinwall explains further,“I think there is no other alternative only to take to the Road.” McCook then describes “a long period of commonplace industry” and residential stability in Aspinwall’s life when McCook greeted the tramp’s “brief and dull” letters “with a half sigh for what had disappeared from his life—and mine!” (9:1540 — 43). Soon enough, however, McCook again receives a letter headed “On the Road Walking.” But instead of the usual romantic musings, the letter contains a tone of “political gloom” and a “high standard of pessimism” that, McCook explains, frequently appears among disillusioned vagabonds. “And you folks wonder why there is [sic]Tramps,” snarlsAspinwall after several frustrating weeks on the road. “You are not educated up to the causes of all these social plagues. You will be in time.” McCook then quotes Aspinwall on the coming class war “between the centres of wealth and the Common People” in which the tramp will figure prominently:
Labor and all the common people are now so strong as to be almost uncontrolable [sic] and threatens [sic] to burst forth and engulf the world in Chaos There is a half million Nomadic helthy [sic] tough Ho-Bos in America. If I had them organized equiped [sic] and disciplined, they would make the grandest army that ever shouldered a gun and would be invincible. I would have no trouble in getting them transportation. They would beat their way and subsist at the back doors of towns they passed through. McCook concludes “Leaves from the Diary of a Tramp” with Aspinwall’s ominous prediction of class warfare. Responding to this threat, McCook blithely explains that he has written Aspinwall back to ask “whether it has occurred to him what would happen to his Army of Tramps if a train of wagons laden with free beer were to be sent to meet them.” “I shall hear from him promptly,” McCook explains as he closes his essay, “ ... and confidently expect to find him once more in his earlier and more cheerful mood” (9:1543 -44).Aspinwall’s prediction of a half-million man march attested to the enduring power of the tramp army as a symbol of working-class rage. McCook’s derisive retort, on the other hand, represented a middle-class need to come to terms with a tramp army that, after over two decades, was still stubbornly refusing to demobilize. By defanging Aspinwall’s tramp army, McCook slayed the very dragon that had inspired his own efforts to humanize the tramp. McCook portrayed the world of William W. Aspinwall in intimate, even loving, detail in order to counter what he called the “panicky look” and “blood-curdling ferocity” that characterized earlier writings about tramps.[148] Granting Aspinwall an audience advanced McCook’s larger project of quelling popular fears about the “tramp menace.” Aspinwall’s quaint meditations on the road and transparent confidence games played right into the professor’s hands, for McCook largely saw tramps as rather harmless victims of personal pathologies. Having exposed Aspinwall’s frailties, inconsistencies, and irresponsibility, McCook was equipped with a ready response to the tramp’s stock provocation. After all the frenzied vigilante, legislative, and military activities of the 1870s, it turned out that beer wagons were all the nation needed to thwart the rising tramp army. Such satirical humor masked enduring anxieties about the great army of tramps even as it provided those anxieties a rich outlet of expression. McCook’s joke paralleled the comic tramp’s antics on the vaudeville stage, a vogue that coincided with the vast upsurge in homelessness in the 1890s. By then America’s tramp army had not only grown to unprecedented proportions; it was also undergoing a qualitative change. The great tramp army was now developing into a veritable floating subculture with its own vernacular, social networks, institutions, and urban neighborhoods. A permanent feature of American life, tramps took up key positions in the nation’s expanding economy, especially in the West, where new agricultural and extractive sectors demanded a cheap and flexible labor force. For hundreds of thousands of young men, the old republican ideals of independent proprietorship receded to the horizon as new habits of casual labor and lodging grew up on the “wageworker’s frontier.”When this burgeoning subculture staged its real-life Industrial Army marches of 1894, labor tribunes struggled to define the protest in terms of republicanism, while the mainstream press mobilized new comic caricatures to deride what it termed “Coxey’s Army.” But the Industrial Army movement was neither the chaotic rising of a desperate lumpenproletariat described by William Aspinwall, nor the beer-laden carnival imagined by John James McCook. Rather, the Industrials’ “petition in boots” represented the first collective expression of “hobohemia,” an emergent subculture of western hobo labor whose presence would both beguile and bedevil the nation for decades to come.
The plundered victim of greed bade adieu to friends and kindred, took a last look at boyhood’s home and started on his weary march to the Occident. From Ohio to Missouri, tramping over the plains, scaling the snowclad Rockies, a pitiless fate follows in his footsteps. Now he takes a spin into the Black Hills, now he turns to Carbonate Camp and again he is in New Mexico. He follows the wide valleys, he is on the line of every railroad, but somehow or other, there is always a surplus crop of his tribe With his face toward the setting sun he renews his toilsome march and finally reaches the Pacific shore Here he finds a population enacting the same scene he has witnessed everywhere ... Alas, the promised land is a myth.[166]This passage records a moment of mythical crystallization when the promise of the West as an outpost of small independent producers is exposed as false. The March on Washington dramatized this same disillusionment by reversing the historic direction of frontier development and sending marchers eastward in their treks of protest. While the Industrial Armies declared the “producers’ frontier” to be closed, the movement also signaled that a new “wageworkers’ frontier” had opened. Coined by Carlos Schwantes, a western historian one hundred years removed from Turner, the term “wageworkers’ frontier” captures the rough, unfinished quality of early corporate capitalist development in the West.[167] Virtually every economic sector there operated seasonally, gathering up and then dispersing armies of transient workers. By the turn of the century, the region was teeming with men who collectively harvested wheat on the Great Plains; picked fruit and vegetables in California’s CentralValley; felled trees in the Pacific Northwest; mined iron, coal, and copper in Minnesota, Colorado, Utah, Arizona, and Montana; and constructed the railroads, towns, and cities that comprised the very infrastructure of the industrial West. This transient labor force was always multinational and multiracial, although the composition of each sector’s workforce changed over time. Japanese, Chinese, and eventually Filipino communities along the Pacific coast sent huge numbers of young men to work in mining, agriculture, and railroad building. Likewise, southern and eastern European immigrants regularly shipped out in construction and common labor gangs, even to the far West. Scandinavians concentrated in the Great Plains and upper Midwest, working the harvests and, in time, dominating Minnesota’s Iron Range. Mexican workers, meanwhile, crisscrossed the Southwest as “foreigners in their native land” and also eventually traveled into the Anglo Midwest to work as harvesters, factory operatives, railroad section hands, and construction laborers of all sorts. By World War I, they were increasingly joined by gangs of black laborers, which were common in the South but which began to appear more frequently in the Midwest and West as African Americans migrated to the industrialized North.[168] Interspersed among all these groups were vast numbers of native-born white workers who quickly distinguished themselves by their individual restlessness, irregular work habits, and alienation from settled communities. These white migrants were overwhelmingly young and single, and, unlike their foreign-born and nonwhite counterparts, traveled individually or in small groups. While their social characteristics matched those of the 1870s tramp army, these footloose homeless men became known as “hoboes,” differentiating them from both other migratory groups and previous generations of wayfarers. Precisely why and how the term “hobo” came into use remains a mystery. In the absence of any traceable etymology, contemporary observers turned to various origin myths, each more imaginative than the other. Some believed the Latin homo bonus (“good man”) to be the root. Others privileged the familiar salutation “Ho, boy!” or the descriptive “hoe-boy.” Searching further afield, a creative few, such as William Aspinwall, argued that “hobo” was an anglicized version of foreign phrases like “Haut Beau.” Whatever its precise derivation, the word first emerged within the Gilded Age working class, most likely among western tramps themselves, before migrating into general middle-class vernacular in the 1890s. While western newspapers referred to “hoboes” in the late 1880s, if not earlier, Josiah Flynt Willard introduced the term to a national readership in his 1891 Contemporary Review article entitled “The American Tramp.” Willard used “hobo” in a pejorative sense to denote the more aggressive western version of the work-shunning “professional tramp.”[169] Western workers themselves, however, came to adopt the term as a “badge of honor” to distinguish themselves from other groups of homeless men, whom they derided with terms like “tramp” and “bum.” By World War I, hoboes had devised a classificatory system that put themselves at the top of a homeless hierarchy: “A hobo is a migratory worker. A tramp is a migratory non-worker. A bum is a stationary non-worker. Upon the labor of the migratory worker all the basic industries depend.”[170] For most other Americans, “hobo” came to signify a new kind of homelessness, one so pervasive among white workers of the West that it actually fostered a transient community of its own. Like the “great army of tramps,” the most striking feature of this hobo community was its unprecedented mobility. The very experience of migrating westward was usually but an initiation into a life of frequent travel. The extraordinary volatility of late-nineteenth-century western labor markets, heightened by seasonality and dramatic boom-bust cycles, made unemployment a routine feature of the wageworker’s frontier. The traditional sources of relief that tied the unemployed to local communities in the East were scarcer in the unsettled West. Moreover, as many work sites were geographically isolated or were located in smaller towns and cities where labor markets were homogenous, losing one’s job almost always entailed migration, quite often of long distances. To facilitate such extreme transiency, hobo laborers perfected the dangerous art of freight hopping to an extent unrealized by their eastern counterparts. “Now it is notorious,” remarked Jack London in 1902, “that Eastern tramps do not know how to ‘railroad.’” Indeed, those whom London dismissed as “the lesser local tramps” of the East traveled in regions where work sites were relatively concentrated and often accessible by foot.[171] Western geography, by contrast, required more aggressive methods of travel. As early as 1876, the New York Times noted great numbers of “migratory, poverty-stricken individuals” in the West stealing train rides with “an unlimited amount of cheek.”[172] With each passing year, hoboes added to their collective repertoire of ride-stealing techniques, devising ingenious methods for mounting and “holding down” cars without being detected by vigilant train crews (“shacks” in hobo lingo) or railroad police (“bulls”). Daring migrants like Jack London not only rode inside boxcars (nicknamed “side-door Pullmans”) and outside on the “bumpers” or couplings, but also “decked” the tops of trains and clung to the “rods” or “gunnels” beneath the cars, speeding along just inches above the track. Thousands of hoboes died each year traveling in such fashion, and many more suffered severe injury. Accidents claimed the lives of nearly twenty-five thousand railroad trespassers between 1901 and 1905 alone, the years during which Jack London publicized his skillful feats of “train flipping” (fig. 3.1).[173] While London seemed to enjoy the sport, other job seekers had little choice but to steal train rides since passenger rates were high and employers were often unwilling to pay transportation expenses. As a result, hoboes considered access to railroads to be “every American’s inalienable right,” a right to which the Industrial Armies’ train-stealing episodes so dramatically staked a claim.[174] Railroads tacitly recognized this right when labor markets were tight or when employers wished to depress wages, such as during harvest seasons. But when labor demand was low, railroad detectives and train crews often brutally suppressed trespassing, making job searches all the more difficult and treacherous. While freight hopping was a common response to joblessness, the willingness to travel also exposed hoboes to different kinds of work and even provided them with bargaining leverage as they negotiated wages and job conditions. On the wageworkers’ frontier, a contract was anything but sacred, and job shirking was a regular part of every hobo’s career. As one “employment agency proverb” put it, turnover was so high on the wageworkers’ frontier that each job required three crews: one going, one coming, and one on the job.[175] Unlike hoboes, immigrant migratories tended to ship out together in great labor gangs and see jobs through to their end, or walk off together in mass. Many employers of gang labor preferred to hire southern and eastern European immigrants because, as one railroad official put it in 1908, they “[stick] right through from April to November.”[176] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-6.png][Figure 3.1: In 1894 John James McCook paid “Providence Bob” and “Philadelphia Shorty” fifty cents each to demonstrate their various methods for riding the rails. Later published in the Independent as part of McCook’s “Leaves from the Diary of a Tramp” series, this picture and McCook’s accompanying description of “train jumping,” prompted Jack London to write a scorching rejoinder for the Bookman entitled “Rods and Gunnels.” While McCook referred to the two tramps as “riding the rods,” London, speaking as a seasoned “profesh,” indignantly explained that the pieces of hardware were in fact “gunnels” that could be ridden by “anybody with arms and legs.” “The average Eastern tramp and the average Eastern tramp investigator,” London charged, “are utterly ignorant of what the rods are” and of “railroading” generally. Only western hoboes, he continued, possessed the “nerve, and skill, and daring” to “ride the rods” in authentic style—that is, atop the trucks of a passenger car. Taking his romance of the road to Nietzschean proportions, London concluded his critique of McCook with a description of hoboes as “primordial noble men ... lustfully roving and conquering through sheer superiority and strength.” (Used by permission of Butler-McCook House & Garden, Antiquarian & Landmarks Society.)]] Hoboes, on the other hand, floated from job to job, rarely staying with one job for more than a few weeks. In the spring of 1897, for example, a floater from Illinois named Charles Morgan stole train rides to Kansas City, where he worked successive stints in a carriage maker’s shop, a power plant, and two packinghouses. Finding it all “very hard work” with little pay, Morgan turned to the Union stockyards and a house-painting firm and then rode to Chicago. There, he continued shifting from job to job before returning to the prairies in time for the early harvests.[177] Hoboes like Charles Morgan demonstrated not only high rates of transiency between jobs, but also great volatility and independence while on the job. “Hobos are easily piqued,” commented sociologist and former migratory worker Nels Anderson, “and they will ‘walk off ’ the job on the slightest pretext, even when they have the best jobs and living conditions are relatively good.”[178]This low threshold for difficult labor, abusive treatment, and poor wages rose considerably during economic downturns when employment was scarce. Even so, impatience with exploitative working conditions remained a marked feature of hobo labor on the wageworkers’ frontier. Hoboes used railroads not only to broaden their job choices but also, from time to time, to “lay off” of work altogether. In 1898 one western migratory characterized the hobo as a worker who, “perceiving that he could live without constant working, took to the road and brought his trade into use when necessity pressed.”[179] With the free labor ideal and the “promised land” of the West having fallen into disrepute, few hobo workers saw any reason to accumulate savings or acquire property. By the early twentieth century, this nonacquisitive ethic had taken firm root in hobo subculture, raising the alarm of middle-class observers, who considered such profligate behavior as a “maladjustment.” “It seems that when a laborer has earned a sum which road tradition has fixed as affluence, he quits,” wrote economist Carleton Parker in 1915. “This sum,” Parker continued,
is known as a “jungle stake,” and once it is earned the hobo discipline calls upon the casual to resort to a camp under a railroad bridge or along some stream, a “jungle,” as the vernacular terms it, and live upon this “stake” till it is gone. Thereupon he goes north to a new maturing crop. Weeks spent among the casuals by two investigators lead them to attach great importance to this custom.[180]Interviewing seasonal and migratory workers for the United States Industrial Relations Commission between 1913 and 1915, labor investigator Peter Speek uncovered similar practices of nonaccumulation. Sam Gray, a thirty-five-year-old hobo who passed his winters in Milwaukee and Minneapolis, for example, “never liked to work steady. He only worked as to get enough money to be fed and clothed. He does not care to save money.”[181] Of another informant, a migratory harvest and railroad construction laborer named Thomas Lee, Speek reported that “after years of struggle, hopes and disappointments, he gave up the idea of becoming a farmer. After that he did not care to save money; when he had it he ‘blew it in.’”[182] In this instance, “blowing it in,” or spending it, expressed resignation and fatalism before the unattainable free labor ideal of proprietorship. But while some reluctantly resigned themselves to living on a token “stake,” other migratory workers considered their conspicuous rejection of acquisitivism to be a positive component of their identity. “What should I save for?” asked one seasonal laborer in attempting to explain to a Chicago social worker why he was unwilling to join a winter ice-cutting crew. “I’m real sorry to disappoint you, Miss,” he continued, “since you seem so set on the idea of me working on the ice, but to tell the truth I really wouldn’t think it was right to do it. I’d just be taking the work away from some poor fellow who needs it, and it wouldn’t be right for a man to do that when he has plenty of money in his pocket.”[183] The ethical code that gave rise to such unapologetic rejections of acquisitivism also encouraged expressions of satisfaction, even defiant pride, with the hobo life. Frederick Mills, a member of Carleton Parker’s investigative team researching migratory and seasonal labor in California in 1914, was surprised to learn that 70 percent of the “casuals” questioned expressed “no desire to escape from the life of a ‘floater.’” Mills linked this lack of “desire” to an absence of “initiative.”[184] But these widespread patterns of wage earning and nonaccumulation were also values nurtured and enforced by hobo subculture. Indeed, these values were precisely what put the “bohemia” in “hobohemia.” If hoboing was, to a degree, an individually chosen strategy for minimizing wage dependency and insulating oneself against exploitation, then the success of this strategy hinged on informal networks that made hoboing a collective enterprise as well. Hobo life bred close, if temporary, friendships. On the road, men frequently formed partnerships for reasons of safety, frugality, and company. While riding in a boxcar in 1897 in route to the Kansas wheat harvests, a nineteen-year-old Carl Sandburg proposed such a partnership to a young fellow traveler. “He had a face and a way of talking I liked so much,” recalled Sandburg, “that I asked him how it would be for the two of us to travel together and share and share alike for a few weeks.”[185] Although this prospective alliance did not work out (the young farmhand was heading for Alaska), Sandburg and other hoboing men routinely pooled resources and split the tasks of scavenging, begging, and wage labor. This ethic of reciprocity and mutualism, which informed virtually every aspect of life on the road, found its most striking expression in the legendary hobo “jungles.” These “marvels of cooperation,” as one observer called them, were strategically located outside the immediate purview of local officials and residents but close to running water and railroad division points.[186] It was here, in these surrogates for the settled working-class communities they had abandoned, that hoboes ate, drank, bathed, washed and mended clothes, and otherwise shared in the camaraderie of the road (fig. 3.2). “I have seen them where there was plenty of Beer and Alcohol,” explained William Aspinwall to John James McCook:
... and plenty to eat—cooked in old tin cans and any old tin vessel that could be picked up. The grub was bummed or begged from butchers, bakers and private families and some of it gotten by the slight [sic] of hand ... nothing but old tin cans to cook in. It takes a cook to get up meals in such a style, and how patiently they will wait on each other.[187]In the literature of hoboing, the jungles often appear utopian, and indeed they sometimes were, in the sense that bohemian communities experiment with forms of living that deviate from despoiled norms. But the cooperative structure of jungle camps and hobo life in general derived more from necessity than from a shared romance of the road. Put simply, hoboes lacked the support networks usually available to residentially stable workers. In a world of strangers, migrants drew upon their class experiences to improvise new forms of obligation and mutual aid. The Industrial Army movement itself, whose camps were little more than glorified hobo jungles, was an example of such improvised responses to rootlessness. Marchers floated in and out of the camps, joining them when jobless and leaving them to search for work. Indeed, Thorstein Veblen’s charge that the Industrials were “idlers” seeking “subsistence and entertainment” was to some degree correct. For many, the movement was a way of “getting by” during a depressed spring labor market. “‘Coxey’s Army,’” as one sympathizer wrote, “was made up of men who found nothing in work but food, clothing, and slavery. In the spectacular march to Washington there was food, clothing, fame of a certain sort, excitement, a possible dream of spoils, and, at any rate, freedom.”[188] After 1894 hoboes would have less use for such spectacular marches, relying more on their own resources and support networks. Especially along the main stems of western cities, hoboes were beginning to make a home for themselves on the wageworkers’ frontier. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-7.png][Figure 3.2: Apart from riding the rails itself,no aspect of hobo life was more celebrated than the “jungles,” the hobo’s resort while on the road. Hidden from view, but not far from town, jungles hosted, in the words of one investigator, an “ever-changing, ever-moving army of migratory workers and migratory non-workers” who came to rest, eat, wash up, and trade information. Virtually all accounts of jungle life include examples of both hearty camaraderie and the various dangers that always threatened to disrupt the jungles’ idyll. Because thieves, rapists, confidence men, and other hazardous characters often drifted into jungles, prompting police raids, hoboes remained vigilant while encamped, wary of each newcomer. For this reason, most jungle residents scattered when confronted by an investigator’s camera, leaving behind nothing more than a bare and nondescript campground. One exception, featured here, was staged in 1895 near Hartford, Connecticut, by John James McCook and his son. The tramps received a free picnic, while McCook captured a rare shot of a legendary jungle. (Used by permission of Butler-McCook House & Garden, Antiquarian & Landmarks Society.)]] *** The Main Stem In the depression year of 1907, an eighteen-year-old Nels Anderson, coming off a stint with a railroad grading crew in Montana, passed through Omaha’s hobo district along Douglas Street and marveled at its size. Amidst a throng of men studying the chalked placards in employment agency windows, Anderson and his traveling companion looked down the crowded sidewalks and estimated five thousand men milling about on the streets, drinking in saloons, mooching at backdoors, or “trying to get freight trains for somewhere else.”[189] In little more than a day’s time, Anderson would join the freight-hopping contingent and depart Omaha for Chicago, from where, in turn, he would travel on to Kansas City, Denver, and Salt Lake City in a grueling search for work. By the time Nels Anderson arrived on Douglas Street, the lodging house neighborhoods that had first taken shape during the tramp crisis of the 1870s had developed in urban centers across the continent, from New York and Boston to Seattle and San Francisco. In both the older commercial and manufacturing hubs of the Northeast and the newer cities of the Midwest and West, districts inhabited almost exclusively by ever-changing populations of homeless men anchored the circulation of labor within metropolitan regions. From Chicago to the Pacific coast, these districts comprised a veritable network, making possible Nels Anderson’s elaborate hobo journey and tying together far-flung branches of hobohemia. Located downtown, just outside towering new central business districts and adjacent to railroad yards, docks, and major thoroughfares, hobohemian neighborhoods commanded high profiles, and newcomers like Anderson made their way toward them “as if by instinct.”[190] “You didn’t have to ask how to find it,” recalled Stewart Holbrook of the Pacific Northwest’s “skid roads,” “for it had a character of its own.”[191] Such neighborhood character flourished throughout the West, even in smaller towns. But metropolises with expansive hinterlands hosted particularly robust main stems that virtually defined their city centers. Minneapolis’s Gateway district, located between the city’s two railroad depots in the heart of downtown, was a key hobo resort of the Midwest, accommodating 105 lodging houses and 6,000 men.[192] On the West Coast, San Francisco’s South of Market was the largest hobo mecca, lodging upward of 40,000 men per night by World War I.[193] Dwarfing even these was Chicago’s hobohemian district, centered on West Madison Street but encircling the Loop and extending at least one-half mile in each direction. In 1908 one researcher estimated that between 40,000 and 60,000 men took shelter in the neighborhood’s 200 to 300 lodging houses and hotels. A dozen years later, Nels Anderson calculated the population as ranging from 30,000 during flush summer labor markets to 75,000 during depressions and slack winter months. Whatever the precise numbers, it was clear that by the early twentieth century, Chicago had earned the title “Hobo Capital of America.”[194] Why did such crowds flock to the main stem? The greatest single lure was that which drew Nels Anderson to Douglas Street in 1907: the labor market. “Hobohemia,” Anderson later wrote in his study of Chicago, “brings the job-seeking man and the man-seeking job together.”[195] Districts like Chicago’s West Madison Street functioned less as a source of work for hoboes than as an infrastructure for housing, marketing, and transporting their labor to the hinterlands. As the greatest single labor exchange in the country, if not the world, Chicago possessed thirty-nine different railroads radiating out to a periphery that included half the nation’s population. The tracks that carried grain, cattle, coal, iron, and other raw materials and finished commodities across the hinterlands also conveyed hundreds of thousands of workers who supplied seasonal labor to an area stretching west to Omaha, east to Pittsburgh, south to Nashville, and north to Minneapolis.[196] West Madison Street served as a clearinghouse for much of this labor, feeding workers to distant job sites and receiving a steady return flow of migrants when jobs ended. Hoboes often made several trips to the main stem between May and November, staying only a week at a time or less before heading back out to peripheral work sites. By the turn of the century, job seeking in the hobohemian “slave markets” invariably involved a visit to an employment agency. Although employment agencies existed for every segment of the labor hierarchy, from highly paid professionals to unskilled casuals, those specializing in the marketing of hobo labor were the most numerous, shipped the farthest, and had the greatest turnover of customers. Some hobohemian agencies operated year-round, but many opened only during the frenzied hiring seasons of spring and summer, conducting business with nothing but a chalkboard and a telegraph in an empty storefront. The sidewalks outside of Minneapolis’s eighteen employment agencies got so crowded during the early summer that men stood “so close together you couldn’t put a newspaper between their elbows!”[197] Nels Anderson estimated that Chicago’s fifty employment agencies placed a quarter-million migratory workers per year, most through shipments of over several hundred miles.[198] A few agencies charged commissions to employers only, but most levied fees against applicants as well. These fees varied according to labor market conditions so that during periods of slack labor demand, workers might pay upward of five dollars for temporary positions worth only one or two dollars a day. Such extortionist practices inspired resentment among migratory workers, who routinely referred to employment agents as “labor sharks.” Despite this rancor, inhabitants of hobohemian neighborhoods took recourse to employment agencies for numerous other services apart from job placement. Those agencies that operated year-round were especially likely to sell cheap food and liquor, offer haircuts, or even provide benches or floor space for sleeping. Indeed, a number of agencies were essentially saloons or lodging houses that also served as labor exchanges during hiring seasons.[199] While employment agencies embodied the main stem’s core economic function, lodging houses defined the district as a homeless man’s resort and lent the main stem much of its unique “character.” Incoming migrants frequently made it their first order of business to survey their sleeping options, which, depending upon their cash reserves, ranged from a hotel to a park bench. Despite the assortment of places that passed for shelter on the main stem, most hoboes took refuge in commercial lodging houses, a late-nineteenth-century shelter innovation designed to capture the floating wage-earner’s dollar. Cheap temporary lodgings had long existed for sailors, stevedores, and other occupational groups whose mobility or poverty precluded more settled arrangements. Commercial lodging houses for the general market of tramping workers, however, made their first appearance in depreciated sections of working-class neighborhoods, such as the lower Bowery, after the Civil War.[200] The depressions of the Gilded Age inspired many urban property owners to convert commercial spaces of all sorts, from workshops and warehouses to theaters and factories, into makeshift lodging houses. Jacob Riis, John James McCook, and numerous other late-nineteenth-century slum investigators lavished attention on the most notorious “flops” and “stale-beer dives” of homeless man districts, where tramps paid a penny or two a night for the privilege of sleeping on a cellar floor. In his famous expose, How the Other Half Lives, Riis even offers a secondhand description of one saloon that charged a penny a night to customers who slept suspended by their armpits along a clothesline. “In the morning,” Riis explains, “the boss woke them up by simply untying the line at one end and letting it go with its load; a labor-saving device certainly, and highly successful in attaining the desired end.”[201] Despite such sensational, and undoubtedly apocryphal, reports, most lodging choices along the main stem were not so grim. Virtually all hoboes, it is true, spent some nights without shelter, “carrying the banner” in the streets during seasons when demand for lodgings outstripped supply. Some homeless men, from time to time, also slept in saloons, whose owners often accommodated paying customers. But most hoboes on the main stem found room in commercial lodging houses that varied in price and comfort. For ten to fifteen cents, a lodger could pass the night in a hammock, rough bunk, or cot in an open dormitory ward. For double the price, he could get a dilapidated bed in a partitioned cubicle or “cage.” Cubicles were merely stalls, measuring as little as five by seven feet, constructed of wood or corrugated iron partitions. Although a three- to five-story lodging house might hold several hundred cubicles that were all open to the ceiling, these cells nonetheless provided a modicum of private space. At the same time, they remained at least half as expensive as a cheap hotel room. For lodging house owners, partitions could double or triple rent potential. Consequently, cubicles rapidly became a hobohemian standard by the turn of the century. As early as the 1880s, lodging house owners, who recognized the enduring rent potential of migratory workers, began to fashion purpose-built hotels offering cubicles and small private rooms. By 1920 these high-rise “workingmen’s palaces,” developed by large builders with institutional loans, had completely eclipsed their makeshift counterparts and now dominated the hobohemian landscape.[202] In addition to supplying the bare necessities of work and shelter, the main stem also offered brighter attractions that engendered its reputation as “the Rialto of the hobo.”[203] While Nels Anderson remained sober and chaste, keeping his attention firmly focused on job hunting, others romped in “hobohemia’s playground,” enjoying the saloons, brothels, gambling resorts, vaudeville houses, fortune-tellers, cigar stores, barbershops, secondhand stores, and other commercial establishments catering to the tastes of homeless men (fig. 33).[204] Despite their poverty, hoboes frequently arrived on the main stem with wages in hand, looking to spend them in convivial surroundings. The pace of commercial exchange was often fast, and businesses along these strips suffered volatile boom-bust cycles corresponding to job seasons, not to mention depressions. Noting the flurry of economic activity on West Madison Street, one charity administrator admitted that while the neighborhood was “sordid, dirty, and unpleasant,” it also possessed “a curiously quickening and vibrant atmosphere.”[205] This vibrancy derived not only from the commerce, but also the distinct cultural milieu in which this commerce took place, a milieu one young habitue described as “irresistible.”[206] Although hoboes defined themselves largely in terms of their labor on the wageworkers’ frontier, the hub or headquarters of hobo culture was in the city. While on the job, hoboes were scattered among thousands of remote work sites. But on the main stem during periods of layoff, they met and intermingled, spent their money, and participated in organizational life to a degree unimaginable in the mines, forests, construction sites, and harvest fields where hoboes labored. Encounters in the city gave the hobo world a sense of continuity and coherence despite the almost constant migrations such a life entailed. Renewing old friendships and meeting up with acquaintances from previous jobs were common activities on the main stem. “In the slave market,” recalled one hobo, “buddies on former jobs find each other again, much as American tourists meet their former fellow-passengers in Westminster Abbey, the Louvre, or at the American Express.”[207]Through these reunions and other contacts, hoboes garnered information on job prospects, housing, and transportation. They also shared ideas and participated in activities not readily expressed or pursued while on the job. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-8.jpg][Figure 3.3: Featured in Nels Anderson’s classic study of hobohemia, this map of one block of Chicago’s West Madison Street illustrates both the concentration and variety of services available on the “main stem.” Dominated by hoboes and their fellow travelers, these districts represented the epitome of mixed-use real estate, functionally dividing the “home” into a series of commercial establishments. As the plethora of restaurants, saloons, hotels, and employment agencies—not to mention the fortune-teller, cigar store, and gambling dens— suggests, most so-called “homeless men” were not completely “down and out.” Rather, as “unattached” seasonal laborers, they often thrived in a declasse world of urban commerce. (Nels Anderson, The Hobo: The Sociology of the Homeless Man, 1923)]] Facilitating such self-expression was the highly segregated character of these neighborhoods. On West Madison Street in Chicago, reported one observer, “there are few people on the sidewalks who are not hobos, and the saloons and sidewalks are overflowing with them.”[208] The main stem kept hoboes physically separated not only from the settled middle and working classes, but also often from other groups of migratory workers, such as African American gang laborers. While African Americans remained underrepresented in the floating army of industrial labor through the early twentieth century, those black workers who did pursue seasonal jobs on the wageworkers’ frontier found themselves systematically barred from the main stem, at least in Chicago. The Great Migration during WorldWar I sent a half-million African Americans to the industrial North, more than doubling Chicago’s black population. Despite the need among single black men for cheap temporary lodgings, African Americans rarely ventured to West Madison Street. Instead, black lodgers remained on the Near South Side, where segregated lodging houses stood adjacent to railroad yards, meatpacking plants, and family residences. The paucity of such African American hotels, however, meant that urban black families routinely took in boarders and lodgers at higher rates than urban white families.[209] Also excluded from the main stem were the huge numbers of Asian American workers who labored in virtually every sector of the wageworkers’ frontier. Shut out from the cheap hotels and employment agencies of hobohemian neighborhoods, these workers formed their own “homeless” districts, the most famous of which was San Francisco’s Chinatown. Like the main stem, Chinatown was largely a bachelor world of lodgings houses, brothels, theaters, gambling halls, and employment agencies. This racial ghetto became famous as a center of commercial vice and slum tourism, but the primary function of the neighborhood was to house migrant laborers, which it did in brutally efficient fashion. The relatively luxurious “cage” hotels of the main stem were unheard of in Chinatown. Instead, laborers crammed into open dormitories where they slept in shifts on double or triple bunks. Like the Filipino workers of nearby Manilatown and the Japanese migratories dispersed throughout the city’s lodging house districts, San Francisco’s Chinatown residents periodically shipped out to peripheral work camps, where they labored on the same jobs as their white counterparts but earned a fraction of the pay.[210] Unlike black and Asian migratories, southern and eastern European laborers did not face legal exclusion from hobo districts. Nevertheless, these immigrants rarely turned to the hotels or employment agencies of the main stem. Studies of Chicago’s hobo population consistently revealed an overwhelming majority of native-born workers, with long-settled immigrants from northern and western Europe or Canada making up the balance. Those southern and eastern European immigrants who did haunt hobohemian neighborhoods, remarked Nels Anderson, seemed “out of place.”[211] Rather than take to commercial lodging houses, single wage-earning immigrants tended either to board with private families or, in the words of one neighborhood investigator, “form a non-family group of their own.”[212] Researchers for the Pittsburgh Survey in 1907 and 1908 were surprised to find a “comparatively small” main stem there, a fact they accounted for by explaining that Pittsburgh’s immigrant males, who made up a large portion of the city’s laboring population, “are not to be found in the common lodging houses.” The researchers discovered instead that the foreign born “live with their families or herd with boarding bosses in their own sections of the city. The lodging house population has its roots rather in the English-speaking population.”[213] Immigrant communities gave rise to their own distinct hiring networks, as well as lodging arrangements. Greek and Italian laborers, for example, found jobs not through the hobo slave markets, but through the padrone system of labor agents. Despite their ethnic ties to workers, padroni, like main stem agents, often levied exorbitant fees against job applicants and conspired with employers to keep wages low. Even so, the padrone system remained an entrenched part of immigrant labor through the 1920s.[214] For hoboes, the main stem was a domain of the racially privileged, for regardless of their homeless condition, they enjoyed an individual mobility and access not shared by their excluded counterparts. One of these privileges was the relative freedom they enjoyed from the supervision of their social betters. With only each other to impress, white migratories did not have to show a “good front” or represent themselves as “honest workingmen,” leading one hobo to say that he felt better on the main stem than “anywhere else in the world.”[215] Anxiety about demonstrating respectability gave way to a certain social ease that allowed hoboes to flaunt their peculiar freedoms and countercultural identities. Several years after Nels Anderson visited Omaha, a tenderfoot hobo named Charles Ashleigh ventured into Minneapolis’s Gateway district and immediately noted a distinct “swagger” and “debonair humour” among the men gathered there. “These workers,” Ashleigh recalled, were so different from the farmers ... [and] different, also, from the city workers, although like them they were dependent on wages. There was an atmosphere of recklessness and daring about these fellows, who strolled along the streets in their blue overalls, or khaki trousers, with grey or blue shirts, open at the throat, and their black slouch hats.[216] The lack of a strong police presence in these low-rent neighborhoods encouraged such flamboyant poses. “The police paid very little attention to bums, hobos, sailors, or transient laborers who came into the city for a few days spree,” explained one former migratory. “A hobo was not conspicuous” on Chicago’s West Madison Street, recalled another main stem resident, and could therefore move about at will without drawing suspicion or prompting arrest.[217] Hoboes protected this comparative freedom, almost paradoxically, by discouraging certain kinds of expression. In casual conversation, hoboes routinely withheld personal information and adhered to a protocol of not inquiring into the personal pasts of others. While hoboing his way from St. Paul to the West Coast in 1920, Harvard graduate Powers Hapgood traveled with a companion for several days before learning his name. “The people around here don’t ask each other their names but wait ... a long time before they find them out,” Hapgood wrote in his journal. “That’s the way it has been ever since leaving Minnesota.”[218] Another migratory similarly recalled that “a hobo had a ‘line’ or several lines about himself, pat and brief, and then clammed up.” Someone who pried too deeply or told too much about himself aroused suspicion. Merely asking a name was considered an invasion of privacy, “the mark of the cop, the dick, or the spy.”[219] This circumspection augmented the anonymity of the main stem, a neighborhood that, despite the reunions and conviviality, remained for the most part an ever-shifting world of strangers. As urban hobohemias grew and developed in the 1890s, they began to attract all sorts of men, besides migratories, interested in keeping their identities secret. Criminals on the run, radicals in hiding, family deserters, chronic alcoholics, thieves, murderers, rapists, and various down-and-outs embarrassed by their failures all mingled together, each contributing to the main stem’s distinct subcultural milieu. In a sense, these neighborhoods realized the nightmare scenario envisioned by the nineteenth-century middle class: a bustling world of commercial exchange ridden with confidence men and hidden intentions. While the middle class had combated these fears with a genteel cult of sincerity and, in later years, a strict adherence to social etiquette, hoboes responded with an etiquette of their own. The ritual circumspection among main stem residents offered a degree of protection to those who did not enjoy even the semblance of middle-class privacy. Passing their nights in crowded lodging houses and spending their days parading the streets, homeless men secured a measure of privacy by keeping their identities and personal pasts largely to themselves. Such anonymity actually facilitated social interaction. “You can be loose and easy when from day to day you meet strangers you will know only an hour or a day or two,” explained Carl Sandburg.[220] If personal questioning marked the undercover agent and garrulousness indicated a petty confidence man, then circumspection signified trustworthiness and potential camaraderie. The protocol of caution and guardedness, therefore, allowed hoboes to identify each other and interact with a minimum of suspicion. Despite, or rather because of, this protocol, the “code of hobo ethics” that guided behavior on the road also governed life on the main stem.[221] “When one has money he gives it to the man who needs it,” explained Powers Hapgood, “and when he is broke he asks the price of a meal from the man who has it.” Hapgood also reported standing on a Fargo, North Dakota, street corner with two companions when a fourth man approached them offering to sell his jackknife. One of Hapgood’s companions “pulled a dollar out of his pocket and, when the man extended his knife toward him, he pushed it away and merely said: ‘Remember me some time if you see me broke.’”[222] Such reciprocity allowed many hoboes to survive, or extend, their periods of unemployment in hobohemian districts. In 1913 labor investigator Peter Speek recorded one migratory’s holiday in Milwaukee. “Two weeks he ‘rested,’ drank with other ‘floaters’ in the saloons ... went to shows, and courted the girls.” After his cash ran out, this hobo “started to look for work, during which time he was helped out by his temporary friends—other laborers ... who continued to come in from work with money.”[223] In the city such mutualism often took the form of treating others to rounds of drinks, a prevailing custom in the working-class saloon culture of the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries. Saloons were central to workingmen’s lives at the turn of the century, providing a range of goods and services beyond alcohol. Offering cheap meals, baths, check cashing, reading material, employment information, and meeting spaces for unions and other neighborhood organizations, saloons functioned as veritable “workingman’s clubs” for those living in crowded tenement quarters.[224] For those who laid their heads on lodging house bunks, park benches, or the bare ground, saloons took on even more importance. William Aspinwall told John James McCook, for example, that he avoided “dry” towns because his itinerant way of life depended on saloons.[225] Predictably, McCook responded to Aspinwall’s earnest defense of saloons with suspicion, knowing full well that festive drinking remained a critical part of the homeless man’s life. The saloon ritual of treating, so central to the everyday affirmation of working-class masculine solidarity, took exaggerated form in a hobo world that alternated periods of intense labor at isolated work sites with those of relative leisure, albeit unemployed leisure, in densely populated urban centers. Arrival on the main stem thus often involved, as one investigator put it in 1914, “a period of more or less riotous living.”[226] Hoboes landing downtown, recalled Charles Ashleigh, spent their money royally. After working for a couple months or more in a construction camp, where they slept in wooden bunks, or in a lumber camp, they would come into town with their pockets full of money; and then there would be a prodigious celebration! Everybody was welcome to share in the “stiff’s” prosperity; and everyone did![227] This practice of accumulating wages and then spending them in convivial surroundings affirmed the “code of hobo ethics” while rejecting in dramatic fashion the more prudent goal of steady saving.[228] By drawing together propertyless workers who had little hope of ever attaining the Lincolnian goal of an independent homestead, the main stem nurtured the kind of countercultural rebelliousness that the more isolated William Aspinwall hesitated to express. While Aspinwall’s need to demonstrate “good character” always compromised his claims to the “Open Road,” hoboes on the main stem were comparatively free to strut their autonomy and independence. “It’s good to come to a new city with the feeling that you’re the mental and physical superior to everybody in it,” one hobo recalled his companion as saying on the main stem in 1917. “He meant,” the hobo explained, “that, as a wanderer, as a migratory, he was entirely free from obligations to superiors. He had no social position to protect, no employer to bootlick.” In their journals, memoirs, letters, and testimonies to investigators, migratories repeatedly celebrated their freedom from employers’ demands, “factory whistles,” or just the “empty, dreary life” that the workaday world entailed. The freedom of the hobo, as one expressed it, meant the ability to “escape any disagreeable situation by donning overalls, cutting down your standard of living, and battering your meals if you want to.”[229] Preserving this freedom meant avoiding the obligations not only of steady work, but also of home. Enjoying the conviviality of what was, in Nels Anderson’s words, “quite definitely a man’s street,” hoboes flaunted their homelessness as a positive freedom from the constraints of “woman’s sphere.”[230] *** “(White) Man’s Country” The privileges of mobility that hobohemia drew upon and fostered accrued almost exclusively to white men. Indeed, in the parlance of the road, the term “white man” was synonymous with “hobo.” Both were used to distinguish migratories of northern and western European extraction not only from black, Mexican, and Asian migrants, but also from the “Mediterranean races” and eastern European immigrants found all over the wageworkers’frontier. As one observer of hobohemia put it in 1914,“a ‘white man’ is a laborer of any nationality who speaks English, eats American food and travels alone.”[231] As this idiosyncratic definition suggests, “whiteness” served as a mercurial and contradictory, if monumentally important, marker of social difference in early-twentieth-century America. On the road, as elsewhere, racial consciousness and practice located “whiteness” not merely in opposition to “blackness,” but also in ever-changing relation to numerous other racialized statuses, ranging from “Anglo-Saxon” and “Teuton” to “Oriental” and “Negro.” As persons who might once have been labeled “Celts,” and therefore of only provisional whiteness, hoboes negotiated their racial identity within a shifting hierarchy of racialized migrants that included Greeks, Italians, Mexicans, Chinese, and other groups.[232] Precisely what it meant to be “white” on the road depended, in part, on the laws and customs governing access to work, food, transportation, and shelter. Along the main stem, saloon owners, employment agents, lodging house managers, and merchants served, in a sense, as racial gatekeepers, routinely excluding African Americans, foreigners, and non-English speakers in favor of their privileged hobo clientele. In the field, employers often ran segregated job sites, setting up either a “white man’s camp” or a “foreigner’s camp,” depending on the available labor supply.[233] Some railroad construction contractors, for example, never hired workers of different nationalities or racial groups for the same job, while others made sure to set up segregated bunkhouses and commissaries. The rules of mixing and separating varied widely over time and across the wageworker’s frontier, but virtually all those who hired and managed migratory laborers kept a vigilant eye on the racial profile of their payroll. “We can mix the Mexicans and the hoboes,” one camp commissary official explained, “or the Mexicans and the Negroes, but not the hoboes and the Negroes.”[234] Whether hobo and black laborers could not be mixed because of racial animosity or interracial solidarity was left, in this instance, unexplained. The degree to which hoboes themselves demanded such segregation as a means to preserve and defend their whiteness remains an open question. On the one hand, hoboes seem to have tolerated the presence of some “nonwhites” on the rails and in the jungles. Anecdotes exist of whites and blacks, for example, sharing boxcars and jungle meals, and even partnering up for a time.[235] Noting in 1923 the presence of Mexicans and African Americans in some jungle resorts, Nels Anderson even went so far as to call the hobo jungle “the melting pot of tramping” where “absolute democracy reigns.”[236] The settled conventions from which men broke while on the road apparently included that of racial segregation. On the other hand, nonwhites were not integrated on the road as equals. In their encounters with African Americans, for example, hoboes frequently struck a tone of racial superiority, referring to black migrants with epithets that reaffirmed their own “whiteness.” One hobo interviewed by John James McCook referred to his black traveling companion as his “shine,” proprietary language that emphasized his own racial dominance.[237] Hoboes also routinely refused to join labor gangs that contained black members, and African Americans rarely quit jobs at isolated work sites for fear of encountering hostile hoboes on the road. Contradicting his earlier characterization of the hobo jungle as a sphere of “absolute democracy,” Nels Anderson recalls in his memoirs the threat of racial violence that prevented black construction workers from striking out on their own in the West. Of the men Anderson himself worked with on railroad construction crews, there were none, as he remembers, “who did not have some degree of racial bias.”[238] Race thus served to segment and stratify the migratory labor market on the wageworkers’ frontier in complex ways. Various racialized systems of migratory labor paralleled and, at times, overlapped with one another, contributing to the racial distinctiveness of hobohemia. Hobo subculture, in turn, reinforced the racialized sense of entitlement, privilege, and access connoted by the term “white man.” A preserve of working-class whiteness, hobohemia was also an important domain of masculinity. The severe sanctions that prevented women from joining the great army of tramps in the 1870s continued to hold sway in the early twentieth century, despite the occasional young woman who traveled in disguise.[239] Built by a mobile army of labor, the wageworkers’ frontier was what one observer called “a man’s country,” with small proportions of women even in the cities.[240] Of course, unattached single women did flock to cities like Chicago to work as clerks, domestics, salespersons, and factory operatives. Most of these “women adrift” joined other households, either as live-in servants or as lodgers with private families. Some took advantage of the commercial rooming houses that sprang up at the turn of the century in what came to be called “furnished room districts.” Those who could not afford such arrangements often turned to charitable boardinghouses such as theYWCA or other philanthropic shelters catering to “placeless women.” Although these young urban laborers enjoyed a degree of individual freedom previously unknown to women their age, they were effectively barred from experiencing the freewheeling pleasures and perils of life on the road.[241] While dominant gender rules restricted eligibility for hobohemian membership to men, hoboes themselves nurtured a group identity that was highly gendered. Like Francis Wayland and others who first defined tramping as a social problem, hoboes delimited their world through gender, identifying hobohemia with the absence of feminine manners, morals, and domesticity. One hobo, describing a group of fellow workers in 1919, emphasized the subculture’s distinctly masculine and “uncivilized” characteristics:
Youths, rough and rude, but all the more manly for that, other men blasted and seared in countenance—all conversing in a language which, in another sphere, would be accounted blasphemy—but in their estimation only emphatic—with their own moral code (it may not be yours), but in their case the one most suitable to their mode of life.[242]Hoboes frequently explained their migratory way of life as a strategy for avoiding the “other sphere” of women. One migratory told Nels Anderson that he took to traveling “mainly to keep away from women—that is, women who wanted to marry.” While hoboing was for most a life-cycle stage that ended with marriage, young hoboes in the thrall of hobohemia saw domesticity as a threat to their “manly” independence. The hoboes of West Madison Street, recalled Elizabeth Gurley Flynn from her first visit there, “regarded the city workers as stay-at-home softies—‘scissorbills.’ They referred to a wife as ‘the ball and chain.’”[243] On the other hand, hoboes often idealized their relationships with those women who served them either as sources of charity or sex. Believing women to be more charitable than men, hoboes on the road routinely sought handouts from women, most often at backdoors while the man of the house was away. Women also helped to underwrite hobo life on the main stem by working as missionaries, social workers, waitresses, boardinghouse keepers, and other service-oriented roles. In Chicago “Mother” Greenstein’s restaurant on South State Street was famous among hoboes for its free bread-and-coffee lines, as well as for “Mother’s” refusal to allow any man to go away hungry.[244] As the maternal nickname suggests, hoboes often rationalized such dependence upon women by construing their relationships in terms of surrogate motherhood. The hobohemian gender imagination complemented such nurturing Madonnas as “Mother” Greenstein with “whores” who fulfilled the desire for sex without requiring submission to matrimony or the rituals of courtship. Describing himself as “not the kind of fellow to be tied down to a woman,” one divorced hobo considered his periodic trips to the brothels of the main stem as the perfect way of enjoying female company without giving up his freedom. “If I want anything now, I go to a good whore and pay for it. Then I can go about my business.”[245]When John James McCook asked another migratory if he ever frequented prostitutes, his informant responded matter-of-factly, “a man can’t get along without that—it’s God’s arrangement.”[246] The commercial sex markets that flourished in American cities in the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries frequently found their headquarters in hobo districts. Although “a man’s street,” the main stem employed armies of young women to solicit sex, not only in established brothels, but also in saloons, gambling dens, and lodging houses. One slum investigator in Boston determined that there were two types of housing for homeless men: brothels disguised as lodging houses and lodging houses that permitted prostitution.[247] On the wageworkers’ frontier, prostitution was thoroughly integrated into the commercial life of the hobo’s “Rialto.” The migratory who had never paid for sex while laying off on the main stem was the exception, rather than the rule. *** Hobosexuality Just as prostitution facilitated and reinforced hobohemia’s all-male gender ideals, so, too, did homosexual activity within the subculture further shield hoboes from feminine influences. While most men on the road preferred the temporary company of a woman, some hoboes did have sex with each other. Just how many did so is unclear. Outside commentators often exaggerated hoboes’ homosexuality in order to cast further disrepute on the subculture. Homeless men also sometimes overstated the frequency of same-sex liaisons among their cohorts in order to legitimate their own behavior. But while investigators of hobohemia and their informants disagreed as to the extent of homosexuality on the main stem, virtually all concurred with Nel Anderson’s conclusion “that homosexual practices among homeless men are widespread.”[248] As just one prominent part of a larger multiethnic, multiracial, and cross-class bachelor world flourishing in late-nineteenth- and early- twentieth-century American cities, hobohemia overlapped with that subculture of urban bachelors whose preferences for male company included sex.[249] Like hobohemia, this gay world drew upon the cultural and neighborhood associations of the working class, operating through networks of cafeterias, poolrooms, saloons, theaters, social clubs, parks, baths, and rooming and lodging houses. Gay subculture thrived in homeless man districts like the Bowery and West Madison Street, which served as crossroads for large groups of transient men and provided venues for highly visible modes of erotic interaction. Main stem districts throughout the country gained reputations for harboring erotic activity of all sorts. By the early twentieth century, nonmigratory men frequently made their way to hobo neighborhoods, seeking male or female prostitutes or the erotically charged entertainment often found in hobohemian theaters and saloons.[250] On or off the main stem, hoboes shared in the largest and most important single-sex environment that brought young working-class men together from vast geographic areas. For many, a stint on the road represented their first time away from home. Freed from family, neighborhood, and small-town supervision, young hoboes often experienced their entry into hobohemia as a sexual coming-of-age. A visit to a female prostitute or a brief affair with a young woman in a new town was the most common form of sexual initiation. Some, however, awoke to their sexuality in the arms of other men. One eighteen-year-old hobo told Nels Anderson of his first sexual experience, which occurred during the Kansas wheat harvests when he was seduced by another migratory. “Disgusted with himself,” the teenager returned home to his family, got a steady job, and wondered how he could ever have fallen into such “relations” on the road. As spring approached, the boy “began to get uneasy” and once again hit the road, this time seeking out sexual partners and getting “a certain pleasure out of the practice.”[251] By the time Anderson met him, the boy was thoroughly integrated into West Madison Street’s gay life. Recalling a similar teenage experience, one former hobo captured the confusion of feelings that frequently accompanied these sexual awakenings on the road:
By this time I was beginning to marvel at the queer way in which this young man spoke. His train of speech was getting more and more affectionate ... and when he kept endearing me with his words, and caresses, I began to get a queer sensation which I could not for all the world of me account for. It was a sort of a soothing thrilling feeling which seemed to urge itself on as soon as he touched me. It seemed as if I didn’t want him to take his hand off my thigh and when at last he did take it offI had a feeling of utter loneliness. I had never experienced anything like this before and the fact that I was with a man made it all the more difficult to explain.[252]While this teenage hobo was at a loss to explain his erotic feelings, sociologists who observed the prevalence of homosexual behavior within hobohemia pointed to the road’s absence of women and cramped housing conditions as the root causes of “perversion” among hoboes. Hobohemia certainly brought men into close physical contact, especially in lodging houses and boxcars. Jack London’s description of a boxcar journey toward Kelley’s Army in 1894 effectively captures this sense of closeness: “The light was dim, and all I could make out was arms and legs and bodies inextricably confused. Never was there such a tangle of humanity. They were all lying in the straw, and over, and under, and around one another.”[253] While London never indicated an erotic dimension to this “tangle of humanity,” another hobo remembered sleeping “body to body” in a boxcar with someone who had “stealthy fingers.” “Once I awoke after a crawly nightmare,” he recalled, “to find my fly-buttons undone and my private parts exposed to public view.”[254] Focusing on working conditions, labor investigator Carleton Parker cited the lack of sufficient housing and clothing as contributing to “sex inversion.” “Often the men sent off from the employment agencies are without blankets or even sufficient clothing,” explained Parker, “and they are forced to sleep packed together for the sake of warmth. Investigations are beginning to show that there are social dangers which a group of demoralized, womenless men may engender under such conditions.”[255] But the mere opportunity for sexual relations does not explain desire or performance. Indeed, while close quarters and shared beds may have facilitated sex between hoboes, they also generated taboos against homosexual behavior. Like military men, hoboes living in close contact with one another often raised strict prohibitions against eroticizing their relationships. The protocol of circumspection and reciprocal guardedness that alerted hoboes to thieves and detectives was also designed to ward off amorous advances. A suspicious Carl Sandburg kept his distance from a hobo he met on the road who “had a slick tongue and a fast way of talking.” Unlike other hoboes, this one “liked hearing himself talk about himself.” After sharing a jungle retreat for an hour with this hobo, Sandburg finally learned his motives when “he happened to lay a hand upon me in a way I didn’t like ... I could see he wanted to take care of me in a way I didn’t care for.”[256] Hoboes could reject, sometimes violently, road partners revealed to be “fairies.”[257] But while rejected mates attested to the limited appeal of homosexual behavior within hobohemia, those who did accept sexual advances bore witness to the prominent role that sexuality could play in the bonds between hoboes. In his study of gay life in Chicago’s hobohemia, Nels Anderson notes several “attachments between men and between men and boys ‘that surpass the love of woman.’” “Many of these are not more than a few days’ duration,” continues Anderson, “but while they last they are very intense and sentimental.”[258] More common than the reciprocal and mutually constituted homosexual associations between hoboes were the predatory relationships between older hoboes, or “jockers,” and young initiates, or “punks.” These relationships, widely discussed and lampooned among hoboes and nonhoboes alike, signified not only hobohemia’s homosexual undercurrent, but also the subculture’s larger gender ideology that encouraged masculine domination. Coercing, cajoling, or enticing punks into sex, jockers offered in exchange protection, money, or general instruction in the skills of begging, freight hopping, and securing food and shelter. Jockers commonly approached punks on the road, in the jungles, in parks, or even on the streets of urban hobohemias. In 1921 one probation officer of Chicago’s Juvenile Court working on South State Street alone charged eighty adults with contributing to juvenile delinquency through “perversion.” “One need not be in the [hobo] class long before he learns of the existence of the practice,” testifies Nels Anderson, “and any boy who has been on the road long without having been approached many times is an exception.”[259] The jocker-punk relationship pervaded the various literatures of hobohemia, informing social welfare reports, autobiographical accounts of initiation, and even popular hobo folklore. Indeed, before popular singers and folklorists in the 1920s bowdlerized “The Big Rock Candy Mountain,” this most famous of hobo folk songs originally recounted in sardonic fashion the luring of a boy into a jocker’s lair through promises of “cigarette trees,” “lemonade springs,” and “soda water fountains.” In the final verse, the boy spurns his jocker in terms so graphic that folklorist John Greenway felt compelled to expurgate them:
Have you ever thought of how we, the workers in the woods, mines, construction camps or agricultural fields, are really approached and “entertained” when we visit our present centers of “civilization” and “culture”? What is the first thing we meet?The cheap lodging house, the dark and dirty restaurant, the saloon or the blind pig, the prostitutes operating in all the hotels, the moving picture and cheap vaudeville shows with their still cheaper, sensational programs, the freaks of all descriptions who operate on the street corners, from the ones selling “corn removers” and shoestrings to various religious fanatics and freaks. Did you ever see a sign in the working class district pointing the way to the public library? I have not. Did you ever meet a sign in any one of the rooming houses where we are forced to live, advertising a concert or a real play of any of our great writers, such as Ibsen, Shaw, Suderman, Gorky, Tolstoy, Shakespeare or others? Never.[289]Responding to this perceived need for cultural uplift, the IWW nurtured a remarkably far-reaching intellectual life on the main stem. In prominent hobohemian cities like Chicago and San Francisco, hobo districts gained reputations as centers of cultural activity, drawing intellectuals and bohemians from bordering neighborhoods. In addition to the Wobbly halls themselves—which ran regular programs of films, concerts, plays, lectures, debates, and discussion groups—radical bookstores also played an important role in organizing hobohemia’s intellectual life. “In every large city there are hobo book stores which make a specialty of radical periodicals,” explained one migratory, “for even if the hobo does not generally belong to a socialistic society, he has been taught to think about class struggle. He may read the Hobo News, or he may read Jack London, or the Masses, or the Industrial Standard.”[290] Nels Anderson concurred that the hobo was “an extensive reader” who disapproved of the “Capitalist press,” adored Jack London, and passed along reading material as soon as he finished it. Anderson also attributed the popularity of radical bookstores on the main stem to the hobo’s hesitation to use the public library, “dressed as he usually is.”[291] Possessing the flexibility typical of hobohemian institutions, bookstores not only served as a substitute for the library, but also for the saloon, restaurant, and even lodging house. Bookstores on Chicago’s main stem, for example, collected mail, held items for safekeeping, and sometimes hosted lodgers. Virtually all served as meeting places for radicals. The Radical Book Shop on Chicago’s North Clark Street, for example, was a favorite haunt of IWW organizers and officers, and also “a hangout for radicals of all shades of red and black, as well as for the Near North Side intelligentsia.”[292] The Clarion Book Shop, on the other hand, had only loose ties to Wobblies, although the store’s owner was active in hobohemian politics.[293] Perhaps the most prominent bookstore on Chicago’s main stem was the Hobo Bookstore, also called the Proletariat, located on West Madison Street one block away from the IWW general headquarters. Daniel Horsley, the store’s proprietor, gave frequent lectures “along Marxian lines” and entertained activists of all political affiliations.[294] In the hobo capital of Chicago, hobohemia’s cultural attractions also included the Dill Pickle Club, an institution Sherwood Anderson praised in 1919 as one of “the bright spots in the rather somber aspects of our town.”[295] Founded by Jack Jones, a Wobbly organizer and former husband of Elizabeth Gurley Flynn, and managed for a time by the anarchist Ben Reitman, the Dill Pickle evolved from a center for labor organizing and radical agitation to a bohemian resort that attracted many kinds of intellectuals, artists, poets, and performers. Carl Sandburg, Edgar Lee Masters, Sherwood Anderson, Vachel Lindsay, Clarence Darrow, Ring Lardner, Emma Goldman, Eugene Debs,Theodore Dreiser, and Big Bill Haywood were among those who lectured, performed, and congregated at this original “little theatre” off of Washington Square on Chicago’s Near North Side. In its early years, the Dill Pickle provided a place where hoboes, intellectuals, artists, and radicals of all stripes could meet and exchange ideas. “It opened its doors wide to everybody who had a message, a grievance, a hope, or a criticism, constructive or destructive,” recalled one regular, “who wished to raise his voice against oppression, prejudice and injustice in all their multiforms.”[296] By far, the largest and most popular venues for raising voices were the public parks scattered throughout most hobohemian districts. Pershing Square in Los Angeles, Pioneer Square in Seattle, andWashington Square in Chicago were all important hobo resorts, especially during temperate spring and summer months. Listening to soapboxers in “Bughouse Square,” as Washington Square was nicknamed, was the single most popular daytime recreation among hoboes laying over on Chicago’s main stem.[297] Located adjacent to the Dill Pickle Club, the Newberry Library, and the countless cafes of the Near North Side, Bughouse Square was a “ragamuffin bohemia,” “a pocket edition of Greenwich Village,” which brought speakers and performers of all sorts together with common hoboes.[298] “Bohemia and Hobohemia,” quipped Nels Anderson, “meet at ‘Bughouse Square.’” On Saturdays and Sundays, three or four orators performed in different corners of the park at one time, entertaining everchanging audiences of hoboes and local residents from morning to midnight.[299] Most speakers preached from radical gospels, although many proselytized from the Good Book itself, exhorting hobohemia’s wayward souls to answer the Lord’s call. J. H. Walsh first organized his Industrial Union Band to drown out Christian evangelists, and Wobblies constantly battled the Salvation Army for control of the main stem’s parks and street corners. But despite hoboes’ well-known disdain for the missions, they generally abided a full spectrum of opinion in public arenas like Bughouse Square. As the ferocity of the free speech campaigns demonstrated, main stem residents jealously guarded the soapbox as a forum of free expression. “If you don’t believe it,” remarked Nels Anderson, “just go into a town where the soap-boxer is suppressed and see how bitter the ‘bos’ are.”[300] Written as well as spoken words helped to spread the IWW gospel on the main stem. Wobblies were famous for their many newspapers and pamphlets, but the Industrial Worker published by J. H. Walsh’s Spokane local was undoubtedly the most important for hoboes. The newspaper’s advertisements alone betrayed its readership, for the names of Spokane’s many lodging houses, coffee shops, and secondhand clothing stores littered its pages. The Industrial Worker also reached beyond Spokane to main stems throughout the West. In March 1909 the newspaper began a series of articles detailing the most prominent roads, jungles, and work sites of the wageworkers’frontier.[301]This field guide to hobohemia offered tips on various local judges, residents, train crews, and police forces around the West. “Try and make them believe you are German,” one article suggested to hoboes looking for a handout in Ritzville, Washington.[302] Virtually every issue also featured “slave market news” that reported not only on the amount of hiring being done on a given main stem, but also on the hours, wages, job conditions, and fees that migratories could expect to find there. These reports channeled labor market information to workers who had previously relied upon word-of-mouth or “employment sharks,” as private employment agents were nicknamed (fig. 4.1). For Wobblies, gaining some measure of control over the supply of labor to work camps was a first step toward seizing command of the camps themselves. By organizing the main stem, the IWW laid the groundwork for direct action in the field. Workplace activism finally arrived on the wageworkers’ frontier in 1913, long after the IWW had established itself in the hobohemian districts of theWest. The fieldwork began in California when “camp delegates” departed the main stems of Redding, Sacramento, Fresno, Bakersfield, Los Angeles, and San Francisco to recruit seasonal laborers on the job. Delegates swept through the orchards, harvest fields, and forests of the Central Valley and Sierra Nevada spreading propaganda and attempting to organize the floating army of “wage slaves.” Bolstering these efforts was the notoriousWheatland hop pickers strike at E. B. Durst’s ranch near Marysville, California, in August 1913. This strike, led by several Wobbly hoboes who spoke for the multinational workforce of twenty-eight hundred, ended in a shoot-out that left four men dead, including a district attorney, a deputy sheriff, and two workers. In the wake ofWheatland, and the sentencing to life imprisonment of two Wobblies charged with murder, forty new IWW locals opened and one hundred soapboxers marched up and down the state signing up thousands of new members.[303]Wobblies were notorious for disrupting normal labor camp routines, finding any excuse to agitate fellow workers on the job. “They stand on a nail keg and organize a strike,” remarked one employer, “and inside of a day one of them hits camp, hell’s a-poppin’.”[304] While the California campaign succeeded in “fanning the flames of discontent,” it failed to achieve better wages, improved living and working conditions, or increased job control for the state’s seasonal workforce. Delivering real on-the-job power to hoboes became the central concern of the IWW’s organizing drive in the Midwest. In April 1915 IWW delegates at special conference of harvest district locals voted to form the Agricultural Workers’ Organization (AWO), which soon became headquartered in an old cheap hotel building in Minneapolis’s Gateway district. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-10.jpg][Figure 4.1: This cartoon from a 1909 edition of the Industrial Worker targets not employers but employment agents, whom western hoboes blamed for high labor turnover, low wages, poor working conditions, and extortionist fees. In the five years following the 1908 convention, the IWW sponsored countless boycotts and soapbox campaigns against main stem labor “sharks” rather than attempting to organize migratories in the field. These efforts spawned numerous free speech fights that brought the Wobblies wide renown on the wage-workers’frontier. (IndustrialWorker, June 10,1909)]] As in the California effort, the AWO used mobile job delegates to travel from town to town organizing groups of harvesters. Unlike the California movement, the AWO focused on concrete issues of wages, hours, and working conditions. By September job delegates were signing up one hundred new members per week, a rate that the campaigns of 1916 and 1917 subsequently eclipsed. So stunning was their success that the AWO effectively transformed the whole experience of harvest migration, not only securing gains on the job but also ridding jungles and boxcars of gamblers, stick-up artists, and extortionist railroad police. Claiming seventy thousand members in 1917, the AWO expanded operations into the lumber and mining districts of Montana, Idaho, and the Pacific Northwest.[305] These organizing drives broughtWobblies to new prominence in hobohemia, a prominence far beyond the union’s actual membership. The AWO channeled enough dues to the IWW that in 1917 the parent organization opened a large new general headquarters on West Madison Street equipped with an up-to-date print shop, meeting hall, scores of offices, and a twenty-foot sign atop the building. “Our new general headquarters dominated the ‘skid road,’” recalled Ralph Chaplin. Every migratory worker on the “skid road” wore aWobbly button, and there were IWW stickerettes on every lamppost. Open-air meetings were blocking traffic. Halls weren’t large enough to accommodate crowds that turned out for Wobbly meetings and entertainments. The revolution was on![306] Less partisan observers from all over the wageworkers’ frontier confirmed a dramatic rise in Wobbly power by 1915. Carleton Parker estimated that 73 percent of the “floating laborers” he talked to in California held radical views consistent with the IWW.[307] Parker’s undercover investigator Frederick Mills found IWW symbols, slogans, and messages posted on makeshift “hobo bulletin boards” wherever migratories congregated. “The extent and activity of this organization’s workings are almost beyond belief,” Mills wrote in his journal. One sees notices everywhere. You hear “Wobblies” spoken of favorably in “jungle” conversations. There is widespread knowledge of and interest in its doings that is of far more than passing importance in any consideration of the problems connected with this organization.[308] As this “widespread knowledge” and interest attest, the IWW had infused hobo subculture with political zeal. “To-day if you will get into a box car and meet a crowd of hoboes,” Ben Reitman wrote sometime after 1915, “you will almost imagine that you are in the Socialist or I.W.W. meeting.” Because of the IWW, he added, “the hobo has evolved from a despised shiftless creature to a powerful useful man.”[309] The dramatic rise of the IWW provoked an equally dramatic response on the part of employers and law enforcement officials. The assault came in 1917 as the United States entered a global war that the Wobblies denounced. The IWW’s opposition to World War I gave employers the cover they needed to launch a massive counteroffensive against the union, accusing Wobblies of being traitors and even spies for Kaiser Wilhelm. Taking leadership in strikes that curtailed wartime lumber and copper production,Wobblies also suffered attack from countless vigilante groups allied with local police departments and business interests. These attacks laid the foundation for the devastating “Big Pinch” of September 5,1917, when United States Justice Department agents simultaneously raided IWW headquarters, halls, and private homes around the country. These agents gathered up virtually all of the union’s records and property and arrested one hundred members under federal espionage laws. Subsequent prosecutions under newly passed state and federal sedition and criminal syndicate statutes sent leading Wobblies to jail or underground. The infamous Palmer Raids of 1919 and the virulent Red Scare that followed further inhibitedWobbly activities. By 1920 this once premier hobo organization stood on the verge of collapse.[310] But just as the hobo-martyr Joe Hill did not die in the hearts of all those fighting oppression (as sentimental Wobblies were wont to say), so, too, did the IWW’s radical vision survive the war, albeit in altered form. In hobohemia, political leadership passed to less prominent organizations that had once competed with the IWW for members, but that now swelled with former Wobblies seeking new affiliations. Despite their pervasive influence on the main stem, Wobblies had never possessed an absolute monopoly on hobohemia’s political activity. Less radical organizations had arisen right alongside the IWW, offering hoboes an alternative to the agitational style and uncompromising politics of their more militant counterpart. In 1914, for example, an organization calling itself the Itinerant Workers’ Union, or Hoboes’ Union of America, opened an office and cooperative lodging house on Seattle’s skid road. This union banned both Wobblies and evangelists, established its own hiring hall, and bargained collectively for casual labor jobs, refusing to furnish strikebreakers.[311] Numerous similar organizations appeared on main stems throughout the wageworkers’ frontier in the early twentieth century.[312] But the only one to rival Wobblies for dominance over hobohemia was the International Brotherhood Welfare Association (IBWA), a mutual aid society founded, like the IWW, in 1905. The IBWA developed originally as the brainchild of James Eads How, the son of a railroad executive and grandson of the noted civil engineer who built the Eads Bridge, the first steel span across the Mississippi River. As a young man, How studied theology at Harvard, Oxford, and the Meadville Theological Seminary in western Pennsylvania, where he acquired an asceticism that would come to mark the “Millionaire Hobo.” Giving away most of his possessions and wearing only threadbare suits, How worked his way through Fabianism, monasticism, and vegetarianism before using his family’s estate and the tolls from the Eads Bridge to launch the IBWA on behalf of the migratory worker. How fashioned his organization around a millennialist vision of hoboes that derived from the social gospel and Christian socialism. “If he is penniless we sustain him,” How declared. “He always repays the kindness when he finds work. We try to show him that he will play an important part in the coming change and that he must take an interest in the study of industry and social and economic conditions.”[313] Like the Wobblies and previous labor commentators on the tramp, How considered homeless men to be “a chosen people” who would lead the nation toward a classless society.[314] Unlike the Wobblies, however, How believed the best path toward such a society was not direct action, but rather education, cooperation, and uplift. The IBWA’s emphasis on mutual association and even spiritual development distinguished it from labor unions, although members saw their work as laying “the foundation for the effectual unionization of the migratory workers.”[315] In its mission statement of 1919, the IBWA declared itself to be “a clearinghouse for labor,” which sought to “organize the unemployed and assist them in obtaining work”; “furnish medical, legal, and other aid to its members”; “utilize land and machinery in order to provide work for the unemployed”; and “educate the public mind to the right of collective ownership in production and distribution.”[316]The IBWA’s organizational and propaganda efforts centered around the “Hobo” News, a monthly paper distributed by the IBWA through street sales. Sold for five cents in hobohemian neighborhoods, the “Hobo” News reached as many as twenty thousand homeless men each month and helped to shape hobohemian identity and politics.[317] The IBWA also established multifaceted locals in some twenty main stems around the country, including a few in eastern cities like Baltimore, Buffalo, and Philadelphia and far western centers like San Francisco. The heart of the organization, however, was in the Midwest, especially St. Louis, Kansas City, and Chicago. IBWA halls in these cities enjoyed a popularity almost on par with the IWW. Referred to as “Hobo Colleges,” an idiosyncratic term that reflected How’s educational focus, these halls provided “a forum for discussion of hobo plans ... and a club-room for hobos, other than saloons.”[318] Offering hot meals, dormitory lodgings, a reading room, and job information, IBWA halls required only maintenance, and perhaps a nominal fee, for admission.[319] The largest, most active, and most famous of the Hobo Colleges first opened in 1908 just off of Chicago’s West Madison Street under the direction of the ubiquitous Ben Reitman. Although the hall’s precise location changed almost yearly—most IBWA halls were open only between November and May, when urban hobohemias were flush with unemployed migratories—it always remained on or close to West Madison and always secured a hall large enough to accommodate one hundred persons. When Reitman departed Chicago to manage Emma Goldman’s speaking career, others took over operations of the IBWA branch. Although the hall never lived up to Reitman’s grandiose plans, the Hobo College maintained a remarkably consistent and prominent profile in Chicago through the 1920s.[320] Virtually from its inception, the IBWA recognized a common interest with the IWW, but struggled to remain a distinct and separate entity. “There is nothing in common between the two organizations,” announced the “Hobo”News just before the “Big Pinch” of September 1917. At the same time, the paper also stated “that a lot of injustice is done and lies fostered by the Capitalist press about the I.W.W. movement.”[321] This delicate balancing act of offering arm’s length support for the IWW was made all the more difficult by those Wobblies who plotted to bring the IBWA into their orbit. Seeing James Eads How as a hopelessly bourgeois dreamer who impeded their own organizing efforts, Wobblies constantly harassed IBWA soapboxers and attempted to pack their meetings. The problem was especially acute in Chicago, where the Hobo College was large, active, and therefore offered a particularly tempting target. Despite these efforts, the IBWA resisted being taken over and remained an independent voice on the main stem until World War I.[322] What the Wobblies could not accomplish while at the height of the IWW’s power they finally achieved during the union’s period of decline. The crushing blow dealt to the IWW in 1917 thrust the IBWA to greater prominence, increasing its membership exponentially. With the diminished activity of the IWW, former Wobblies and migratory workers of all stripes turned in ever-larger numbers to Hobo Colleges and the pages of the “Hobo” News, leaving their radical imprints on both. As a result, the IBWA came under increasing surveillance by Justice Department agents, who confirmed the growing links between the two organizations. On October 10,1917, for example, Seattle police arrested one Eric Anderson for public speaking and selling the “Hobo” News without a permit. Anderson told the federal investigators called to the scene that the IBWA was not affiliated with the IWW, but admitted that many IBWA members were also Wobblies. The items found on Anderson at the time of his arrest indicated dual sympathies, if not membership: red-covered constitutions of both the IBWA and IWW and letters from John X. Kelly, secretary of the IBWA, instructing him to “beat it” to Seattle to soapbox for the organization.[323] Others arrested in IBWA and IWW raids expressed various attitudes toward the two groups. Some swore off any connection between the two organizations, while others declared allegiance to both. One hobo arrested in Kansas City claimed that IBWA members there routinely raised funds to aid in the legal defense of persecuted Wobblies.[324] Another intelligence report from Dayton, Ohio, in 1921 stated that “men who are in the field selling the ‘Hobo News’ are also spreading I.W.W. propaganda” and that “radicals of all organizations apparently have a common meeting place at [the IBWA’s] headquarters at 320 W. Second Street.”[325] In some places at least, IBWA and IWW operations were closely intertwined, if not identical. After 1918 federal intelligence officials considered the IBWA to be a front group “used to camouflage meetings of radicals.”[326] In 1919 one military intelligence investigator reported breathlessly that “this organization supposed to have been founded by a ‘harmless hobo’ whose motives were to help and assist unfortunates is now being manipulated by unscrupulous agitators and being used for propaganda purposes to stir up unrest and dissatisfaction and foster the principles of the Soviet form of government.”[327] On the basis of this and other reports, intelligence agencies secured the cancellation of the “Hobo” News’ second-class mailing privileges and increased surveillance of the paper’s street sellers and distributers.[328] In addition to intelligence reports, evidence from post-World War I copies of the “Hobo” News itself indicates a clear ideological shift in the IBWA. Changes in the tone and very structure of the newspaper reflected the growing influence of IWW-inspired militancy. In the July 1919 issue, for example, an untitled and unsigned article declared a long list of IBWA goals that included: to “make us masters of the machinery of production instead of its slaves”; “give every worker the full value of the product of his labor”; “abolish the landlord, the lendlord, and the capitalist”; and “abolish classes.” Such departures from the previous emphasis on education, uplift, and welfare work were commonplace in 1919. Its special May Day issue of 1919 even took the risky step of affirming the IWW’s notorious antiwar principle that “workers shall never take up fire-arms or the tools of production against their fellowmen.”[329] After 1918 the IBWA also began issuing its own hobo song sheets and songbooks, whose contents, including “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum” and “Solidarity Forever,” were almost entirely lifted from previous editions of the Little Red Songbook.[330] In Chicago the Hobo College and the array of surrounding bookstores had taken a notably radical turn (fig. 4.2).[331] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-11.png][Figure 4.2: By 1920 “The ‘Blanket Stiff’ ” had become a familiar figure in hobohemian political iconography. The illustration first appeared in the Workingman’s Paper and was subsequently adopted by the Industrial Worker in 1910. In 1919 the “Hobo”News began featuring it on the newspaper’s masthead. An IBWA pamphlet of the early 1920s entitled Legal Robbery of the Workers also carried this graphic on its cover, and by 1923 an oil painting of “The ‘Blanket Stiff’” had become a permanent fixture in Chicago’s Hobo College. Its use by the IBWA after the Justice Department’s crackdown on the IWW during World War I is evidence of the growing links between the two organizations. (IndustrialWorker, April 23,1910)]] Radical members of the IBWA also sought to fill the void left in the field of direct job action by establishing the Migratory Workers Union (MWU) in 1918. The MWU was financed largely by James Eads How, though, like most aspects of the postwar IBWA, it was not controlled by him. Union officers saw the MWU as “organizing industrially” for the purposes of getting “these men, the ‘HoboWorkers,’together for the good of all of them. Better wages, shorter hours and decent living conditions will be demanded.”[332] With a view to winning the financial support of How, organizers of the MWU drew up a moderate constitution that called for the repeal of vagrancy laws; the federal inspection of work camps; the abolition of prison contract labor and chain gangs; free transportation for migratory workers; the abolition of private employment agencies; and a shorter work day. By the time Nels Anderson investigated the union’s activities in 1922 and 1923, the union was virtually defunct, although Anderson did state that it had once wielded considerable influence in Indiana and Ohio.[333] The increased visibility of radicals in the IBWA after 1918 engendered conflict within the organization, conflict that usually centered on the figure of James Eads How. Radicals considered How an obstacle to increased militancy, while moderate officers like John X. Kelly blamed How’s cavalier and democratic managerial style for leaving the IBWA vulnerable to Wobbly influence.[334] Despite How’s attempts to foster solidarity, a rupture occurred during the IBWA’s 1922 convention when the presiding chair with close IWW ties refused to recognize the more moderate delegation associated with How.[335] One result of this rift was the creation of a more radical monthly newspaper, the Hobo World, to rival the “Hobo” News. Although publication of the Hobo World appears to have been irregular, the paper billed itself through the mid-1920s as the “Official Bulletin Published Monthly of, for, and by the MigratoryWorkers.”[336] As this newspaper’s masthead suggested, the struggles between main stem moderates and radicals were to a large degree conflicts over the right to speak for the hobo. Both the IWW and the IBWA sought to represent hobohemia, and both wrestled with the conflicting imperatives that such representation entailed. On the one hand, these organizations placed a premium on their own authenticity as instruments of subcultural expression—“of the hoboes, by the hoboes, and for the hoboes,” as the “Hobo” News put it. Moderates and radicals therefore both had to demonstrate their subcultural credentials and faithfully depict, even endorse, the peculiar countercultural traits of their hobo rank and file. On the other hand, Wobblies and IBWA members also considered hobohemia as on the vanguard of larger social changes and as representing broader constituencies apart from merely those on the main stem. To both groups, hoboes were “a chosen people” burdened by the world-historical mission of ushering in the glorious socialist future. “Nowhere else can a section of the working class be found so admirably fitted to serve as the scouts and advance guards of the labor army,” wrote one contributor to the IWW newspaper Solidarity in 1914. “Rather, [hoboes] may become the guerillas of the revolution—the franc-tireurs of the class struggle.”[337] Integral to the IWW’s and IBWA’s task of organizing the main stem, then, was the effort to shape the very identity of the hobo. On what basis did hoboes stand as distinct from other groups of stationary and migratory workers? How much ideological freight could the hobo be made to bear? These questions of identity politics found abundant expression in the imaginative body of hobo folklore propagated by the IWW and IBWA. In its attempt to represent both an authentic “song of the jungles” and a universal cry for liberation, this folklore articulated the contradictions inherent in mobilizing hobohemia for the purposes of revolution. *** “The Song of the Jungles” Despite their political differences, both the IWW and the IBWA sought to give voice to hobo subculture. In the pages of the “Hobo” News, the Industrial Worker, and other main stem papers, migratories saw common concerns and interests expressed in an idiom that was distinctly their own. While their primary task was to spread revolutionary propaganda, these papers also generated a sense of community through the stories, poems, illustrations, reports, and other commentaries they collected from migratories in the field. Hobo newspapers often specifically solicited contributions from ordinary readers, especially snappy poems or short stories that brought together key elements of the hobo identity. These contributions ranged from serious articles reviewing conditions at munitions factories to the more numerous examples of doggerel.[338] Nels Anderson observed more than one hobo carrying his own press clippings in his pocket. Without these contributors, wrote Anderson, “radical sheets like the I.W.W. publications and the Hobo News would not appeal to the homeless man. The radical press in turn serves as a pattern by which hobo writers fashion and color their literary productions.”[339]The sheer number of contributors to the “Hobo” News suggests the importance of the paper as an arena for self-representation among migratory workers. Between 1919 and 1921, over eighty different names appeared in the paper’s bylines, with little more than a handful belonging to members of the paper’s staff or the IBWA’s executive board.[340] Despite this general accessibility, these radical newspapers exercised strict editorial control in order to shape the cultural meanings of the hobo. The pages of the “Hobo” News, in particular, exhibited conflict over its editorial policies, especially after the paper’s ideological shift in the postwar period. “We need a hobo magazine that will express life and labor and fight our battles,” complained one reader disenchanted with the paper’s “scientific socialism” and “technical” economic theories, which, this reader maintained, did not interest the “average working stiff.” The “Hobo” News’ editors responded to this criticism by asking, “Do you think we can get people to use their thinking boxes if we get out a paper full of Weary Willie copy?” “We invite stories from the road,” they continued, “but we welcome the philosophy of the down and out who has the foresight to see better things and how to get them.”[341] This brief debate highlighted the tensions at work in the IWW’s and IBWA’s strategies for representing hobo subculture. Neither radicals nor moderates celebrated hobohemia for its own sake, but rather sought to use the hobo’s raw counterculture as a lever to advance their larger labor and socialist agendas. Many hoboes, on the other hand, defined themselves as much against other groups of workers as they did against capitalists. What the Industrial Worker referred to as “the meek and tractable home-guard” was a favorite target of hoboes who voiced their preference for “the carefree life of the American Indian” over the settled existence of most industrial workers.[342] Such sentiments raised questions about just what a post-revolutionary world would look like in the hands of Wobbly hoboes. Was hobohemia truly a viable alternative to the norms of home and family that prevailed virtually the world over? IWW and IBWA commentary tried to avoid such outrageous conclusions by drawing upon older themes of alienation and patriarchal loss in their depictions of the hobo’s homelessness. In one IBWA pamphlet written by M. Kuhn, for example, the author characterized the hobo’s plight in terms of his “detach[ment] from the soil and the fireside.” “By the nature of his work and not by his own will,” Kuhn argued, “[the hobo] is precluded from establishing a home and rearing a family.”[343] Wobblies also frequently invoked the lack of home life as evidence of oppression. Frederick Mills recorded the words of one speaker at an IWW hall in Sacramento in 1914: “You people think you live, don’t you? You think you are happy. Well, answer just one question, and answer it truthfully. Will every married man in this crowd raise his hand?” Out of the two hundred men present, recounted Mills, none raised his hand. “Well, do you call that living?” the speaker asked. “Even the black chattel slave had a chance to propagate his race. You men don’t know what it is to have a home, a wife, a child, and yet you think you live.”[344] Others, like the popular IWW short story writer Ralph Winstead, used sentimental images of domestic life to highlight the “perversions” of hobohemia. “I never went into a brothel by preference,” announces a Winstead hobo character in the pages of the Industrial Pioneer. “I have trembled at the thought of a sweet woman’s arms clasped about me in love. I have stood with my throat choked with a string of burning lumps— outside of some bourgeois’s home, and watched a while the antics of the clean children playin’ on the lawn.”[345] Alluding similarly to the prevalence of prostitution and perhaps homosexuality among geographically and socially isolated workers, another Wobbly contributor claimed that all hoboes want to see and partake in all the manifestations of civilized society, we want amusements, comfort, leisure. We also want a clean and healthy environment composed of both sexes, we want a home, family, children.We want to see ourselves and our ideals in life perpetuated in our own offspring. And may I say that I hold this to be a blessing for humanity. Whoever does not strive and fight for the good things of life is, in my opinion, dangerous to society. But due to our perverse social system we are prevented from satisfying our desires and the majority of our class accepts whatever is offered as substitute.[346] While such commentaries undoubtedly reflected many hoboes’ longings for stable homes, they also represented an imaginative effort to link the class struggle to thwarted desires for monogamous sex and feminine civilization. Indeed, by conflating sexual “perversion” and deviancy with a “perverse social system” that denied men the blessings of “civilized society,” Wobbly writers launched a powerful critique of exploitative labor conditions that many nonradical reformers found compelling. By World War I, a chorus of Progressive opinion condemned unregulated capitalism on the wageworkers’ frontier for denying men “decent homes” and “the society of decent women.”[347] Carleton Parker was especially eloquent and influential in his analysis of migratory workers as “tragic symptoms of a sick social order.” In Parker’s view, hoboes were merely “finished products of their environment,” an environment that was fundamentally “perverted”:
There can be no greater perversion of a desirable existence than this insecure, undernourished, wandering life, with its sordid sex expression and reckless and rare pleasures. Such a life leads to one of two consequences: either a sinking of the class to a low and hopeless level, where they become through irresponsible conduct and economic inefficiency a charge upon society; or the result will be revolt and guerilla labor warfare.[348]Sensing accommodation with Progressives like Parker, many Wobbly hoboes rejected such negative valuations of hobohemia and espoused the “guerilla labor warfare” so feared by reformers. Instead of depicting the single-sex environment of migratory labor as a “perverse” consequence of wage relations, supporters of the bummery hailed hobohemia as the last manly holdout against capitalist civilization’s degrading feminine embrace. In the Little Red Songbook, for example, the migratory’s loss of home and family is the proletariat’s gain. As the very title of “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum” suggests, the hobo’s exploitation and detachment from the bonds of “civilized society” provided a freedom to discover an authentic proletarian identity. “The Mysteries of a Hobo’s Life,” for example, written by Matt Valentine Huhta (alias T-Bone Slim) for the songbook’s 1916 edition, depicts initiation into hobo subculture as simultaneously an exile from “civilized society” and an induction into manhood and classconsciousness:
The arduous physical toil in the open air does not have the same deteriorating effect as does the mechanical, confined work of the eastern slave. The constant matching of wits and daring needed for the long trips across country have developed a species of rough self-reliance in the wandering proletarian of the West. In health and in physical courage he is undoubtedly the superior of his eastern brother.[364]Ashleigh’s references to “rough self-reliance,” “health,” and “physical courage” highlight hobo folklore’s preoccupation with the hobo’s body, a preoccupation derived in large part from the strong corporeal component of hobohemian masculinity. The very physicality of their labor provided hoboes with a ready basis for imagining their manhood in terms of brawny strength. The IWW’s cult of physical daring, which led more than one Wobbly activist to an early grave, infused hobohemia’s emphasis on bodily vigor with new political meanings. Facing vigilante attack with courage was so highly valued that “hobo agitators” such as Frank Little, who was tortured and lynched by vigilantes during a copper mine strike in 1917, routinely waded into unfriendly districts knowing full well the dangers that awaited them.[365] While such demonstrated courage denoted a masculine readiness to receive and possibly inflict violence, IWW iconography depicted powerful male bodies to symbolize working-class power. An illustration submitted by “Bingo” to Solidarity in 1916, for example, celebrates the AWO’s victories in the harvest fields with an idealized image of a tall, striding migratory. Entitled “Now for the Eastern Invasion!” this drawing depicts the “Harvest Spirit” as a brawny hobo with a black cat and wooden sabots, heading off to organize “eastern industries” (fig. 4.4).[366]Two other Solidarity illustrations similarly represent the IWW’s class power in terms of virile masculinity. In “Somebody Has Got to Get Out of the Way!”—also by “Bingo”—solidarity among striking miners of the Mesabi Iron Range is represented by a club-wielding giant. Towering above the landscape, this figure is on the verge of clobbering the “Steel Trust,” symbolized by a fleshy aristocrat and his minions (fig. 4.5).[367] Another untitled illustration from a 1917 edition of Solidarity similarly features a muscular and gigantic worker who bears the inscription “I.W.W.” This figure appears only in a loincloth as he dismantles a fortress built with stones symbolizing “low wages,” “long hours,” “militarism,” “rotten conditions,” and “speedup system” (fig. 4.6).[368] Only manly force could break up such a sturdy edifice. Such images represented a dramatic break from nineteenth-century labor iconography. Older labor banners tended to carry, on the one hand, images of skilled tradesmen and, on the other, allegorical depictions of female virtues such as Truth, Justice, Faith, Liberty, the Republic, and the People. The IWW led an early-twentieth-century shift toward masculine proletarian iconography, a shift that occurred in European labor movements as well.[369] Designed to represent the power of mass industrial unionism, these new images reflected the waning strength of craft unions, which fought incessant corporate campaigns to reduce skilled workers’ control over the production process. In addition to exploiting the weaknesses of skilled labor, the IWW’s proletarian iconography also drew symbolic power from a larger “cult of muscularity” gripping the early-twentieth-century middle class.[370] Brawny working-class men found depiction not only in Wobbly propaganda, but also in highbrow paintings, sculptures, and statuary and lowbrow newspapers, magazines, and advertisements. Public statues of hammerwielding laborers and classical poses of working-class bodybuilders always implicitly carried threatening messages to middle-class viewers, who worried about their own bodily strength. To manage these disruptive class associations, displayers of such virile art purified working-class bodies through an aesthetics of nudity or a health-related emphasis on physical fitness.[371] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-13.png][Figure 4.4: This illustration looks hopefully to the future after the successful organizing effort on the Great Plains in 1916. Here, the brawny “Harvest Spirit” heads for nearby timber and oil districts, while the factories of the East wait on the horizon. Wobbly folklore propagated the notion that the wageworkers’ frontier, where women and family life were largely absent, produced the kind of strong virile men needed to emancipate the weak and effeminate workers of the East from “wage slavery.” (Solidarity, October 14,1916)]] IWW propaganda sought to bring these latent associations to the surface, allowing the working-class body to realize its disruptive and destructive potential. Representing labor’s power not as a narrow trade or a universal ideal but rather as the raw muscular “savagery”of unskilled proletarians, Wobblies devised a folklore that exploited middle-class racial and gender anxieties and figuratively encompassed the general body of industrial labor. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-14.png][Figure 4.5: IWW illustrations such as this one transformed traditional labor iconography by depicting proletarian workers in terms of masculine virility. This impassive and otherwise featureless figure symbolizes the solidarity of striking miners on the Mebasi Iron Range. UnlikeWobbly propagandists, the miners themselves defined their solidarity not around virile manhood, but rather in terms of home, family, ethnicity, and community life. (Solidarity, August 19,1916)]] Despite its inclusive intentions,however,Wobbly folklore propagated a fiction of working-class unity that discounted, and indeed erased, the gender, ethnic, and racial differences that divided the body of labor. Making the hobo stand for the whole of the working class denied expression to the experiences of other laboring groups, both migratory and sedentary, whose on-the-job militancy was equal to, if not greater than, that of hoboes. Indeed, the IWW’s most memorable strikes involved whole families of workers, including wage-earning children, who stood picket in the industrial centers of Massachusetts, New Jersey, Ohio, western Pennsylvania, and elsewhere to defend the very “homeguard” communities denigrated by Wobbly hoboes. The Wobblies’ masculinist iconography to the contrary, radical Finnish miners on the Mesabi Iron Range, for example, defined solidarity in terms of settled community life and built support for the IWW only with the help of women and children. To these homeguard workers, the cause of industrial unionism was inseparable from the bonds that tied laboring communities together, including those of family, neighborhood, ethnicity, and religion, as well as shared experiences of work and manhood.[372] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-15.jpg][Figure 4.6: This piece ofWobbly propaganda draws upon not only the classical male form but also the early-twentieth-century “cult of muscularity” that flooded American culture with depictions of powerful male bodies. The IWW often exploited this larger cultural fascination by making explicit the subversive class messages inherent in much of this virile art. In this case, raw muscularity dismantles the edifice of industrial capitalism. (Solidarity, April 28,1917)]] WesternWobblies who traveled to the ethnic enclaves of the East to advise and lead strikes often neglected the importance and even sanctity of these community ties, sometimes raising the ire of their homeguard hosts. When the first hoboes arrived in McKees Rocks, Pennsylvania, in 1909 to assist striking steelworkers, for example, the migratories threw their bedrolls on an eastern European church alter, raising the ire of their striking fellow workers.[373] This tension within the movement also had more serious and long-lasting consequences. While immigrant strikers infused the IWW with new community-based meanings, the union’s failure to establish a more permanent presence in manufacturing districts was partially the result of a western hobo leadership that saw home as a prison. Building mass industrial unionism in the East, and indeed most of the West, involved patient and intense local activism over a long period. Nurturing the fragile bonds between ethnic groups and combating the violent opposition of employers, local officials, and native-born skilled workers required immense organizational skills. Such work was beyond the ken of many western hoboes, who preferred to fly to and fro industrial flashpoints, “fanning the flames of discontent.”[374] Wobbly folklores of the hobo also perpetuated the myth, widely accepted to this day, that hobo labor alone built the industrialWest. Hoboes, however, formed only one of the migratory streams that crisscrossed the wageworkers’ frontier. Everywhere hoboes labored, they did so alongside other seasonal workers who never stepped foot on the main stem. Chinese, Japanese, Filipino, Greek, Italian, Mexican, Serb, Croat, Hungarian, Polish, and Finnish were just some of the nationalities represented in the extractive and agricultural sectors of the West. Unlike hoboes, these workers maintained tight connections to their home communities. Many had even set out from home under specific authorization and orders from their families. While hoboes worked only long enough to save up a “stake,” which they subsequently “blew in” on the main stem, their foreign-born counterparts tended to stick to the job, carefully husbanding their earnings, which they often sent back home.[375] For this reason, hoboes frequently expressed scorn for immigrant “scissorbills” who seemed to be “owned by their jobs.” But sojourning immigrants could be every bit as feisty as hoboes. Indeed, individualistic hoboes who simply drifted off the job when the spirit moved them often lacked the solidarity that characterized immigrant protests. Japanese farmworkers in California, for example, confronted their employers over wages and job conditions on numerous occasions, winning their demands so often that they inspired envy among native-born white migratories. Japanese migrants, testified one Wobbly official, “act more solid together than do the natives.” Writing for the Industrial Worker in 1911, another organizer agreed that the Japanese are “masters in the art of bringing John Farmer to his knees.” “My advice,” he told his hobo readership, “is learn the tactics used by the Japanese. Go thou and do likewise.”[376] Wobbly folklores of the hobo could not speak to such experiences as those of Japanese farmworkers. Like the Industrial Army movement of 1894, which differed dramatically from the IWW in terms of political ideology, the western Wobblies responded to the increasing diversity of the American working class with a folklore and iconography of white American manhood intended to represent class unity. At its worst, this folklore reflected the explicit racism of those hoboes who prized their membership in hobohemia as a racial privilege. Many IBWA locals, which tended to define themselves exclusively as hobohemian organizations, refused admission to African Americans as well as to “the traditionally lazy races of the Mediterranean coast.” One secretary of Chicago’s Hobo College even belonged to the Ku Klux Klan.[377] The IWW stridently and incessantly denounced such racism, both in its hobo propaganda and elsewhere. Yet in celebrating hoboes as the “real proletarians,” Wobblies tacitly reproduced in culture the very structure of exclusion that denied women, nonwhites, and recent immigrant groups access to the main stem. Wobbly myth construed hobohemia as mediated only by class, when, in fact, the subculture was explicitly defined by racial and gender segregation. Through this conceptual sleight of hand, IWW propaganda made a veritable fetish out of the hobo. Within a decade of the Justice Department’s assault on the IWW, the larger culture would embrace the fetish and recode Wobbly folklore as an authentic example of white frontier Americana, making little reference to the social and economic conditions of migratory labor. Even while it served in the capacity of revolutionary propaganda, radical hobo folklore entailed a masculine romance of the road that, stripped of its strident class rhetoric, appealed to many white middle-class men. By World War I, watered-down versions of the hobo myth had become a staple of the new mass media and urban popular culture. In some versions, hoboes appeared as curious and compelling anomalies to the settled norms of white America. In others, they became satirical mouthpieces for urban bachelors who scorned the ways of marriage and family. As the hobo myth spread throughout the culture, it provoked strong reaction from Progressive reformers and investigators concerned about the growing influence of hobohemia over urban life. To these reformers, the main stem population was indeed a vanguard, not of a multiracial and multinational working class, but of an encroaching modernity and economic rationalization that increasingly drew native-born white Americans away from the traditional relationships of home. Through their struggle with a population they deemed homeless, these activists redefined the very meanings of home for modern industrial society. ** 5. “A Civilization without Homes” In June 1921 Nels Anderson retired from the hobo life with one final freight-hopping excursion across the wageworkers’ frontier. Like thousands of other men riding the rails that summer, Anderson headed toward Chicago’s West Madison Street. But, unlike the others, he did not search out the slave markets there. Having “resolved to leave the ‘bummery’” in favor of a more sedentary white-collar career, Anderson sold his tool chest, bought a five-dollar suit, and asked for directions to the University of Chicago. Arriving on campus fresh from the road, Anderson drew stares and wondered if he would have to “give up the university idea.” That night he ducked into an alley and bedded down next to a smokestack. In the morning he put on his suit, searched for work, and plotted his strategy for gaining admission to the university’s graduate school. If everything fell into place, he would enter full-time study with Robert Park, Ernest Burgess, Albion Small, and the other pioneers of “Chicago sociology.”[378] To these scholars, sociology was more than a mere academic enterprise. It was a mode of urban exploration and encounter, a way of seeing that transformed the city itself into a “social laboratory” for the study of human behavior in a modern urban environment. Robert Park called himself “an intellectual vagabond exploring and writing about the life of the city.”[379] To Nels Anderson, academic labor was merely a better way of “getting by.”[380] His new career offered not only a way off the road, but also a means of exploiting his migratory past. Indeed, it was largely on the basis of Anderson’s hobo experiences that the department admitted the otherwise poorly credentialed candidate. Park and his colleagues championed “participant observation,” the willingness, as Anderson put it, to “descend into the pit, assume a role there, and later ascend to brush off the dust.”[381] Anderson was not merely a participant observer, but an actual participant who, as evidenced by the stack of data cards he collected in route to Chicago, could use his status as a subcultural “insider” to chart life on the margins of urban industrial civilization. The fit between Anderson’s new career and his old one was not always neat. The former hobo quickly tired of the “weary willie humor” that followed him down the academic hallways.[382] Indeed, he eventually left Chicago to complete his doctorate at New York University, hoping to shed the hobo stigma.[383] Despite these problems, Anderson’s tenure at Chicago proved fruitful for all involved. Robert Park and Ernest Burgess quickly tutored their new recruit in sociological methods, arranged funding from local welfare organizations for fieldwork, and directed him to write a report on Chicago’s homeless population. When Anderson delivered his report one year later, Park, without even consulting the author, dropped everything and hastily prepared it for publication. With the appearance of The Hobo: The Sociology of the Homeless Man in 1923, Nels Anderson became the nation’s leading authority on homelessness and one of the most recognized sociologists in the country. He had not even yet earned his master’s degree.[384] The Hobo rewarded Robert Park as well. By reaching a broad audience, Anderson’s book introduced the methods and insights of Chicago sociology to the general public and, not incidentally, attracted funding to the department for further research projects. The volume also launched a new series of books by the University of Chicago Press on urban sociology. This series, in which nearly two dozen studies by Chicago sociologists appeared in less than two decades, brought Robert Park and his department international acclaim and left a profound impact on American culture at large.[385]Through their vivid descriptions of urban life, Chicago sociologists defined not only new research methods, but also new ways of comprehending the chaotic dynamics of the modern city. Befitting its inaugural role, The Hobo raised fundamental questions about life in the new twentieth-century metropolis, questions that Anderson himself felt ill equipped to address. The task of drawing broader meaning from Anderson’s study fell to Robert Park. “What is the matter with the hobo’s mind?” Park asked in 1925. Certain that hobohemia expressed something essential about the tremendous pace of contemporary urbanization, Park defined the hobo as “a belated frontiersman, a frontiersman at a time and in a place when the frontier is passing or no longer exists.” The hobo, then, was a man out of time, a relic from a world that had once rewarded freewheeling masculinity. Accordingly, Park considered the folklore propagated by the IWW and IBWA to be the hobo’s only important contribution to American culture. These jungle songs, Park explained, belonged to a bygone age of restless individualism and enterprise when the hobo’s “romantic temperament” had fueled frontier development. In the age of corporate consolidation and urban concentration, however, the hobo’s “wanderlust” amounted to “locomotion for its own sake.”[386] “The man whose restless disposition made him a pioneer on the frontier,” writes Park in the preface to Anderson’s book, “tends to become a ‘homeless man’—a hobo and a vagrant— in the modern city.” Those who had once subdued a continent were now society’s cast-offs, rendered obsolete by the urban industrial order. Bereft of their historic mission, hoboes (and, by extension, all Americans) had to accommodate themselves to the modern age and learn to make their homes not on the hardscrabble frontier, but among the interdependent social networks of the new metropolis. But while Park saw the hobo as an artifact from the past, he also recognized something new and distinctly modern about the homeless man. For one thing, the hobo had, in fact, made his home in the modern city. Wobbly lore glorified “the simple life of the jungles.” But homeless men spent most of their time in the central cores of the nation’s largest cities. Here, the hobo’s world centered around a complex of hotels, restaurants, and the latest popular entertainments. His methods and frequency of travel were also distinctly modern, and his personal relationships seemed transient and superficial, far from the primary attachments that had once characterized the face-to-face communities of small-town America. Like the armies of clerks and other young white-collar workers assembling in downtown districts, homeless men on the main stem led ever-shifting lives marked by alienated labor, public sociability, and casual lodging that mocked traditional notions of home. The hobo, from this perspective, did not so much recall a frontier past as foreshadow a homeless future.[387] In deliberating over the homeless man’s significance to the new industrial metropolis, Robert Park and Nels Anderson drew upon not only their own observations, but also the previous efforts of welfare officials and reform journalists to map America’s lodging house districts. Since the turn of the century, urban investigators had scoured main stem neighborhoods and studied the subcultures taking root there. As the research mounted, references to “vagrants,” “tramps,” and even “hoboes” began to disappear in favor of a new language of “homelessness” and “casual labor.” Although the new terms were as ideologically loaded as the old ones, they appeared to be more exact, scientific, and better suited to new urban conditions. The “homeless,” as the head of Chicago’s Bureau of Charities put it in 1911, included “any man who has left one family group and not yet identified himself with another ... unattached single men.” The term especially applied to “those men of the homeless class who live in cheap lodging houses in the congested part of any city.”[388] By focusing attention on the main stem, the language of homelessness articulated a new perspective, one that framed the problem in terms not so much of human nature—that is, of men’s eternal masculinity—as of the new urban environment itself. “Human nature,” writes Robert Park in his preface to The Hobo, “... is very largely the product of the environment.”[389] As part of a larger industrial civilization that tended to reduce the relations of home and work to a series of short-term contracts, the main stem manufactured homelessness like Ford produced Model T’s. The new work on urban homelessness that culminated in the publication of The Hobo represented a dramatic departure from the underlying assumptions and concepts that had governed responses to the “great army of tramps” in the late nineteenth century. Regardless of their politics or even their social positions, commentators from Henry George and Francis Wayland to Jack London and John James McCook interpreted tramps as failures in the human struggle to evolve up the scale of civilization. Tramps were “savages” who had somehow slipped through the cracks of the nation’s civilizing institutions. The solution, then, was to fill those cracks, to prevent men from escaping “the restraints of orderly life,” as McCook put it.[390]Whether the remedy prescribed was universal property ownership, the Single Tax, or tramp reformatories, the common goal was to restore tramps to the high road of civilization. From the point of view of the twentieth-century main stem, however, the problem did not appear so simple. Indeed, to many commentators on urban homelessness, it was modern civilization itself, defined as the administered world of market exchange and wage labor, that created the pathology of the lodging house. In his magisterial history of the American family published in 1919, Arthur Calhoun worried that the highly mobile and thoroughly commercialized life of the big city was transforming the United States into a nation of hotels. “It would seem,” Calhoun remarks, “that our current capitalism is willing to try the experiment of a civilization without homes.”[391] For Calhoun and others, the solution lay not in a reversion to “savagery,” or even a “saving touch of barbarism.” Rather, most of the new commentators put their trust in civilization differently defined. The problem then became one of how to administer a bureaucratic solution without replicating the very conditions of urban alienation that had given rise to homelessness in the first place. As “homeless” gradually replaced “tramp” in the discourses of social welfare and social science, the latter figure took on a new life in the realm of urban popular culture. The accumulated stereotypes and layers of meaning that, over the years, had rendered “tramps” and “hoboes” no longer useful as social scientific concepts (except, as in the case of Nels Anderson’s book, in attracting lay readers) made them ideal for vaudeville, comic strips, and early film comedies. Still laden with associations of unbridled masculinity, the tramp figure nonetheless changed dramatically as it moved to the center stage of urban popular entertainment. The tramp’s aggression was no longer equated with unredeemed “savagery.”Nor was it necessarily even put into service on behalf of a dispossessed working class. Rather, through his rough-and-tumble antics, rapid-fire humor, and cunning deceptions, the comic tramp represented the spirit of the city itself speaking in the voice of a streetwise urban bachelor. Like their homeless counterparts on the main stem and the participant observers of Chicago sociology, comic tramps highlighted the very issue of performance and role-playing in urban life. If the modern city increasingly reduced what Robert Park called “the art of life” to “skating on thin surfaces,” then solving the problem of homelessness entailed far more than arranging new forms of shelter.[392] It involved no less than restoring authentic community and a coherent, integrated sense of self. *** Reforming the Main Stem Nothing so characterized early-twentieth-century proposals for addressing the problem of homelessness as the “comprehensive solution.” Five-, ten-, and twenty-point plans for reforming homeless men abounded, virtually all calling for coordinated action at the local, state, and national levels. Plans differed in their specifics, but in the years before World War I, most focused on railroad trespassing and the need for labor colonies to “restore” habitual vagrants “to normal social conditions.” By the time of Nels Anderson’s The Hobo, increased calls for free employment bureaus, subsidized transportation, and a state system of workingmen’s hotels signaled a new recognition that most “tramps” were indeed active workers in seasonal, migratory, and casual labor markets.[393] Reformers once bent on eradicating hobohemia now sought to manage it. Despite the abundance of proposals, no local, state, or national authority ever attempted a comprehensive solution to homelessness in these years. Instead, action proceeded in piecemeal fashion at the municipal level, often orchestrated by private charity and welfare organizations. Like the more ambitious programs outlined in reform journals, these local efforts also sought to bring lodging house districts and their inhabitants under some kind of ameliorative authority and administrative control. Progressive Era housing and social welfare activists especially poured their energies into three major reform initiatives that, unglamorous and limited as they were, nonetheless reshaped life on the main stem: municipal lodging houses, building and sanitary codes, and philanthropic workingmen’s hotels. All three reform efforts delivered new comforts and improvements to the lives of casual lodgers in the early twentieth century. But these reforms all deserve special notice as failures, for none of them removed the designation of “homeless” from the men they targeted. Indeed, by succeeding as much as they did, these initiatives further incorporated homelessness into the very fabric of urban life. The municipal lodging house represented the most dramatic and important response to the problem of homelessness since the infamous “tramp acts” of the Gilded Age. Intended to shift the burden of overnight lodgings from the police to social welfare authorities, the municipal lodging house entailed a rehabilitative component that approximated the loftiest goals of the tramp reformatory or labor colony. “It is our hope,” wrote officials of New York’s Department of Public Charities in 1914, “to make the Municipal Lodging House something more than a mere sleeping quarters for tired, hungry men out of work. We aim to make it a great human repair shop, manned and equipped to rebuild the broken lives of those who enter its doors for help.”[394] By 1914 the idea of municipal lodging was over three decades old, having survived numerous depressions and waves of unemployment. Early boosters of the idea trumpeted their scheme: police stations would halt overnight lodgings and instead direct vagrants to the municipal lodging house, which would open its doors in early evening; inmates would register, strip, shower, have their clothes fumigated, and be led to rows of cots; in the early morning, inmates would arise, dress, work in the wood yard, stone pile, or on road repair before being served a breakfast of bread and coffee and released to the streets. To prevent freeloading, the lodging house would allow inmates to return for one or two additional nights only.[395] The uniformity of this rehabilitative ideal stood in stark contrast to the diversity and unevenness of municipal lodging practices in the late nineteenth and early twentieth century. Some cities retained police stations as lodging sites but merely instituted a work test, which was often later dropped. In many cases, such as Boston in 1879 and Baltimore in 1893, such lodgings were not municipal at all, but private ventures spearheaded by charity organizations and relief committees that had secured cooperation from police.[396] Other cities, like Denver, Philadelphia, and Detroit, contracted with private agencies to operate their lodges.[397] New York City opened and ran its own municipal lodging house in 1896 after Jacob Riis had appealed to Police Commissioner Theodore Roosevelt to close police stations to homeless men. City authorities responded by providing cots on a barge floating in the East River.[398] Finally, many cities, large and small, never adopted municipal lodging at all. Despite the best efforts of various charity organizations and social reformers, for example, the cities of Pittsburgh and Philadelphia continued to lodge homeless men in police stations into the 1930s.[399] The history of Chicago’s municipal lodging house illustrates the bureaucratic confusion such experiments entailed and the ultimate futility of addressing the broader problem of homelessness through such temporary expedients. Since the 1880s, “a pavement of human bodies” regularly lined the basements, corridors, and stairwells of Chicago’s police stations and other public buildings during cold winter nights.[400] In December 1901 the City Homes Association, a philanthropic organization dedicated to slum clearance and model housing, convinced city authorities to replace these facilities with its own rehabilitative lodging house located outside the Loop. The immediate result was a dramatic reduction in demand, the total number of lodgings dropping from just under ninety-three thousand in 1901 to just over eleven thousand in 1902.[401] Declaring success, the City Homes Association transferred operations in 1903 to the police department, which subsequently relaxed interview, fumigation, and work test requirements. The following year, one investigator reported conditions at the facility to be worse than the old police stations, with dirty undrinkable water, unwashed bedding, poor food, and standing orders forbidding any talk among inmates.[402] During the depression year of 1908, lodging house operations transferred to the health department, which reimposed the four-day maximum stay and the mandatory interview, fumigation, and two hours of wood chopping per day. After the crisis passed, authorities dropped these requirements once more, only to reimpose them again during the depression of 1914–15. With the revival of flush labor markets during World War I, Chicago’s municipal lodging house closed entirely for five years, subsequently reopening with the publication of The Hobo in 1923. Following Anderson’s recommendations, the city placed the lodging house under the control of the Department of Public Welfare and emphasized its role as a social services and information bureau rather than a rehabilitation center.[403] The history of Chicago’s municipal lodging house highlights the persistent problems that faced reformers everywhere: the difficulty of separating worthy from unworthy, the inadequacy of casework solutions in the face of mass unemployment, and the temporary nature of the rehabilitative component. Another enduring problem also vexed the lodging house. Except during times of recession, the vast majority of homeless men did not need to resort to municipal facilities and, in fact, possessed ample resources to support themselves in commercial lodgings. “Most [homeless men],” explained the superintendent of New York City’s municipal lodging house, “are independent in attitude and fairly self-satisfied regarding their economic and social status.”[404] Recognizing as much, many advocates of municipal lodging also called for bringing cheap hotels under municipal or even state control. “Private commercial lodging houses should be under inspection of some sort,” argued one charity administrator in 1904, “otherwise they may prove dangerous competitors to the [municipal] lodge.”[405] With the closing of police station lodgings, commented another official in 1907, “indecency ... fled to the [commercial] lodging house, and it is necessary to pursue it there.”[406] Pursuing indecency meant not only enforcing new restrictions against drinking, gambling, and prostitution, but also improving the very physical surroundings of lodging house life.[407] Activists such as Lawrence Veiller, author of the first modern building codes and founder of the National Housing Association, believed that imposing higher standards of sanitation, construction, and design on commercial lodgings would elevate not only the comforts of the lodgers, but also their morality. Like his contemporary Jacob Riis, Veiller believed that the immediate housing environment “leaves its ineffaceable records on the souls, minds, and bodies of men, there to be read by all able to understand.”[408] Accordingly, when Veiller became a full-time housing official in New York City in 1898, he brought the city’s lodging houses under a new system of licensing and inspection. Lodging house owners were now required to equip their buildings with spring mattresses, clean bedding, and bathing facilities. They also had to abide by occupancy restrictions and provide adequate lighting and ventilation.[409] Housing activists scored similar victories in other cities. After founding Chicago’s municipal lodging house, the City Homes Association spearheaded the passage of the city’s first residential building code, which regulated, among other things, the dozens of cheap hotels lining West Madison Street.[410] Similar code changes occurred in San Francisco after the earthquake of 1906. Suddenly, housing inspectors there possessed the power to close any lodging house on sight. In 1909, the same year that California approved a statewide housing code, authorities in San Francisco turned down three-quarters of all proposals for new lodging house construction.[411] Minneapolis adopted even more stringent regulations in 1910. This city’s code was so detailed that it specified the placement of lodging house spittoons.[412] These new codes sought to ensure the health, safety, and very basic comforts of lodging house customers. But the regulations were also intended to drive up the cost of cheap shelter for the poorest lodgers. In 1907, when New York City strengthened its earlier code, one approving official announced that the revisions would “in all probability force every ten-cent lodging house in the city out of business.”[413] At the very least, another added, the new regulations “will decrease the number of beds allowed, a fact which, together with alterations on a rather extensive scale, will undoubtedly raise the price of beds in the cheapest houses.”[414] Some would have preferred to close lodging houses by edict. But, as one commentator lamented, the general public believed “that the poor man is entitled to any sort of shelter that he can pay for.”The only practical solution, therefore, was to “raise the prices of the ‘tramp joints.’”[415] By intervening in the lodging house market, reformers hoped to steer previously self-supporting lodgers into the arms of social welfare authorities. Another tactic was to compete with commercial lodging houses by building inexpensive workingmen’s hotels, which themselves would protect the physical and moral hygiene of lodgers. New York City real estate developer Darius O. Mills led these efforts in 1897 by opening the first philanthropic hotel for single men on Bleecker Street (fig. 5.1). “If the Mills Hotel had accomplished no other good than diminishing the number of [commercial lodging] houses by its cheap lodging rates,” commented T. Alexander Hyde in 1898, “it would be enough to earn for its founder the title of ‘benefactor of his kind.’” Assessing the impact of the Mills Hotel on the city’s lodging house industry, Hyde determined that many of the lowest-priced establishments had been forced to close, a result that boded well for future philanthropic endeavors. “An effort should now be made to banish even the last of these dens by cooperative enterprise,” wrote Hyde.[416] Such enterprise meant finding investors who were willing to settle for 5 percent returns in order to keep lodging prices low and food supplied to customers at cost. The lodger received, in the words of Darius Mills, “the fullest possible equivalent for his money.” At the same time, philanthropically minded investors saw profits, even if they fell short of the returns ordinarily expected from urban real estate.[417] Scores of hotels modeled on the Mills plan appeared on numerous main stems in the years beforeWorldWar I. Chicago in particular attracted prodigious philanthropic efforts. On New Year’s Day 1914, Charles G. Dawes, noted financier and future vice president under Calvin Coolidge, opened the Rufus F. Dawes Hotel on South Peoria Street in Chicago’s hobohemia. Named after the founder’s dead son, the Dawes Hotel cost $100,000 to build and lost money in its early years. Even so, the Dawes maintained its low prices of five cents for a ward bed, ten cents for a small room, and eight cents for meal.[418] Two years later theYoung Men’s Christian Association christened a nineteen-story, 1,800-room hotel located five blocks off of Chicago’s Loop. With its highly centralized administration, the YMCA hotel operated twenty-eight different departments, including an employment agency, and required that every registrant “pass muster for cleanliness and decency.”[419] Eclipsing even theYMCA’s efforts was the Salvation Army, which ran three hotels on Chicago’s main stem: theWorkingman’s Palace, the Reliance, and the New Century. By World War I, these large subsidized hotels, along with numerous smaller enterprises, had become a major presence in hobohemia, having forced out the “barrelhouse” lodgings entirely.[420] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-16.png][Figure 5.1: With its impressive facade and enormous scale, the Mills Hotel, located on Bleecker Street in New York City, articulated the grand philanthropic design of its founder, real estate developer Darius O. Mills. When Mills opened the doors of his 1,500-room “workingmen’s palace” in 1897, he promised to provide single men with clean and morally hygienic lodging at a low subsidized price. But the Mills plan had its critics. Some argued that by turning a cheap lodging house into such a respectable and visually imposing landmark, Mills’s experiment actually promoted and legitimated the casual lodging practices associated with hoboes. By World War I, a growing cohort of social workers and housing activists came to view the philanthropic hotel movement as part of the larger urban problem of “homelessness.” Meanwhile, lodgers themselves sometimes took a jaundiced view of the Mills experiment, as evidenced in this piece of doggerel recorded by Philip Wylie:
Certainly you must feel that such a life is very bad for the men who lead it, and for the community of which they form a part, and the more comforts and conveniences which are added to it, the more attractive it becomes. These men are, many of them, sons who are neglecting their parents, husbands who have deserted their wives and children, and at any rate they are men who ought to have duties and who ought to want to have homes, they are voters who ought to have a stake in the welfare of the community. What sort of creatures can they be, living in barracks, without a tie, a duty, or any happiness of any decent human sort?[427]As this critic feared, philanthropic hotels merely raised the physical standards and increased the scale of casual lodging. Building and sanitary codes achieved the same effect. By encouraging safe, sizable, purpose-built hotels, these reforms forced less well capitalized competitors out of business and attracted the investments of those who could assemble large parcels of land and construct modern lodging houses to code. These changes furthered the ongoing differentiation of urban space by rationalizing main stem real estate markets. As land use became more uniform, architecture more specialized, and building scales larger, homeless districts became safer places in which to invest, as well as to sleep.[428] The effort to make lodging houses more respectable only served to entrench hobohemian institutions and the qualities of homelessness they supported. In adopting the new language of homelessness, urban reformers signaled their awareness of this larger problematic. The term “homeless,” as one charities official put it in 1911, did “not necessarily imply a forlorn or penniless condition.”[429] Neither did it denote a lack of shelter. Rather, “homelessness” referred to a practice of casual lodging that challenged reigning middle-class conceptions of home. Simply put, while the middle class in the nineteenth century defined home in cultural terms as a locus of personal obligation and nurture, lodging house subculture laid bare the labor and market relations that undergirded all housework. By purchasing on a casual basis the services of home—shelter, food, bathing water, laundry, entertainment, and even sex—homeless men reduced a highly sentimentalized and almost sacred aspect of middle-class life to the cash nexus. Just as the descriptive terms of cheap lodging came down to price—the ten-and twenty-five-cent lodging house—so did lodging proprietors themselves renounce the cultural attributes of home in favor of bare market relations. “We are in the hotel business to make a living,” explained one hotel developer to Nels Anderson. We give the men the best service they can pay for. We give nothing away and we ask for nothing ... We hold that the men have a right to criticize us and come to us if they are not satisfied with the service we give. That is business. The man who pays seventy-five cents for a bed has a right to seventy-five cents’ worth of service. If a man can only pay twenty-five cents for a bed he is entitled to all that he pays for and is entitled to kick if he doesn’t get it.[430] This focus upon the commercial transactions through which homeless men bargained for domestic services lent early-twentieth-century homelessness investigations their distinctive air of “realism” and sense of exposure. Just as prostitutes commodified sex, homeless men stripped housing of the familial attributes of home in their nightly exchange of wages for rent. Commentators routinely referred to main stem districts as “false” and “artificial” environments bereft of authentic social relations. Housing activist, social welfare administrator, and University of Chicago professor Edith Abbott argued that “Madison Street is an important business street ... [but] not a community by itself, for it is not a community at all.”[431] Albert Wolfe, who published a pioneering study of Boston’s lodging houses in 1906, issued an even stronger judgment. “At every possible vantagepoint,” Wolfe declared, “the artificiality and deceptive sham of lodginghouse life—the false freedom of lodging-house irresponsibility must be attacked ... [T]he lodger must be given more of the personal element in life.”[432] In identifying lodging house life as artificial and impersonal, Wolfe and others redefined homelessness as a product of modernity. For previous students of tramp life, like John James McCook, homelessness was simply a product of nature. The “artificial man,” as McCook put it, was “the average man [who] grows up to live a regular life and to work as part of it.” On the road, men departed from their “artificial” routines of work and home and rediscovered a rich primal identity in which they grew “vigorous and strong” and learned to “commune with nature, [and] live and die the lord of creation again.” When a husband, son, or father becomes a tramp, argued McCook, “it is all over with the artificial man. The original savage resumes its sway. Nature is triumphant.”[433] For lodging house investigators, home still operated as the binary opposite of homelessness. But the lodging house problem itself raised the question of what “home” really meant in the dawn of the twentieth century. Next to the rationalized, bureaucratized, and commodified world of the main stem, home appeared as a bastion of presocial human ties that the advances of modern urban civilization threatened to render anachronistic. While the nineteenth-century tramp had rediscovered his primal self at the expense of civilization, the twentieth-century homeless man had gained a civilization by sacrificing home. The lodging-house problem, then, was not so much one of vermin, disease, or even vice. After all, the new moral, sanitation, and building codes, along with the appearance of cut-rate “workingmen’s palaces,” had served to curtail these blights upon the city. Rather, the problem of the lodging house was precisely that of the modern city itself. “The lodging-house question,” wrote Albert Wolfe, “is ... an important phase of the general problem of the home,—of the maintenance of the home ideal against certain social and economic forces which in the present era are tending strongly to disrupt it.” These forces, Wolfe continued, “all conspire to produce the peculiar restlessness, the gregariousness, the nomadism, characteristic of the modern American populace. It is a population which moves rapidly with no impediments save a valise and trunk.”[434] The city had become a virtual lodging house writ large, a “hotel civilization” of transients without a sense of place or permanent attachment. In such a context, was it even possible to restore “the personal element in life” without sacrificing the gains of civilization? This question burned in Progressive Era critiques of the urban scene, stimulating imaginative responses from across the political spectrum. *** “The Hotel Spirit” Henry James may not have known tramps, but he did know hotels. While visiting New York City on a blustery evening in January 1905, James ducked into the famous Waldorf-Astoria to escape the “sleet and slosh” of the streets (fig. 5.2). Within an instant an “amazing hotel-world” closed around him. Behind the swarming air and brilliant pandemonium of eating and drinking, laughing and dancing, buying and selling, the novelist detected an “admirably ordered” and “administered” set of laws governing what was, in essence, “a complete scheme of life.” James himself was something of a stranger to this “hotel-civilization,” for he had just returned to the United States after a twenty-year absence. With the eye of a detached “restless analyst,” James surveyed a land that had become one of constant motion and chatter, of “immense promiscuity” and superficial associations. In America “organic social relations,” especially families, fragmented and dispersed amidst the public bustle of unbridled commerce. The hotel, James decided, had become “a synonym for civilization” because more than any other form, it expressed that most “ubiquitous American force”: “the genius for organization.” In prompting their hotel guests into a “supremely gregarious state,” the “master-spirits of management” created and fulfilled their customers’ desires, manipulating them like “an army of puppets.” Even more amazingly, these masters pulled their guests’ strings in such a way as “to make them think of themselves as delightfully free and easy.” As the repatriated author continued his travels north, south, and west over the next six months, he became even more convinced that “the hotel-spirit” was indeed “the American spirit most seeking and most finding itself.”[435] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-33.jpg][Figure 5.2: When New York City’s Waldorf Hotel merged with the adjoining Astoria Hotel in 1893, the newly created Waldorf-Astoria became the largest hotel in the world and set the standard for palatial elegance and luxury accommodations (ca. 1910). Entering the hotel’s “endless labyrinth” in January 1905, Henry James was overwhelmed and unnerved by the “material splendour” of the place, as well as by the “extraordinary complexity and brilliancy” of the laws governing its operation. While James used the “hotel spirit” as a metaphor for commercial civilization’s subtle but increasing powers of social control, others, like housing activist Lawrence Veiller, saw only decadence, lack of domesticity, and poor citizenship on display at such palace hotels as the Waldorf-Astoria. (Used by permission of The Byron Collection, © Museum of the City of New York.)]] The “truth” that had seized Henry James on that winter’s day in 1905—“that the present is more and more the day of the hotel”—also dawned upon other urban investigators who harbored less literary, but greater reform ambitions.[436]While James worried about the homogenizing and controlling effects of the “hotel spirit,” observers like Robert Park invoked the hotel metaphor to describe the new metropolis’s lack of intimacy and informal social control. “A very large part of the population of great cities,” wrote Park in one of his earliest essays, “live as the people do in some great hotel, meeting but not knowing one another.” “The effect,” Park concluded, “is to substitute fortuitous and casual relationships for the more intimate and permanent associations of the smaller community.”[437] In order to explore these new relationships and associations, Park and his students fanned out across Chicago’s hotel districts, seeking to capture the spirit of urban life on its vanguard. The sheer number and variety of hotel districts in cities across the nation enhanced the richness of Henry James’s and Robert Park’s metaphor. Indeed, the hotel metaphor itself derived from the simple observation that increasing numbers of Americans at every economic rung were making their homes in the most transient of accommodations. As one hotel keeper put it in 1903:
We have fine hotels for fine people, good hotels for good people, plain hotels for plain people, and some bum hotels for bums.[438]At the time of Henry James’s visit, half of the “fine people” at the Waldorf-Astoria were permanent guests, wealthy persons seeking status, perfected service, and an escape from the dreary routines of housekeeping in the lavish surroundings of the world’s largest hotel. “Bums,” meanwhile, flocked to huge new “workingmen’s palaces” not only for the price, but also for their distinct subcultural milieu. Both of these extremes—the upper- and lower-class “palaces”—came under critical attack as bastardized substitutes for home. In 1910 Lawrence Veiller went so far as to equate high-priced residential hotels with the most squalid of urban tenements: “The bad effect upon the community of a congregate form of living is by no means limited to the poorer people. Waldorf-Astoria at one end of town and ‘big flats’ at the other end are equally bad in their destruction of civic spirit and the responsibilities of citizenship.”[439] If the “congregate form of living” had been merely confined to the top and the bottom of the economic scale, then critics could have at least taken comfort in the great middle (formerly “producing”) class, which had long provided a model of domestic stability and citizenship. Unfortunately, the hotel spirit had infected not only “fine people” and “bums,” but also “good” and “plain people” as well. Indeed, professionals, businessmen, and young white-collar workers composed the fastest-growing segment of the new hotel-dwelling class. Theirs was a flourishing world of apartment hotels, residence clubs, rooming houses, light housekeeping rooms, and a multitude of other arrangements that fell under the rubric of “hotel.”[440] In 1903 the Architectural Record singled out the middle class—“the business Bohemians”—for blame as it recounted the phenomenal growth of residential hotels over the previous three years. Before the turn of the century, the journal stated, such buildings were virtually unknown. But since then, developers had filed 101 new proposals for various types of “apartment hotels” (including “three monster hotels for transients”) with New York City’s building department alone. This trend, the editors concluded, represented “the consummate flower of domestic irresponsibility” and “the most dangerous enemy American domesticity has yet had to encounter.”[441] The Architectural Record shared its alarm with a growing number of sociologists, economists, and students of urban life. The problem of homelessness had spilled over the boundaries of the main stem, reaching deep into the city’s native-born middle class. “All that has been found true of the population of the better-class rooming-houses is true of the ‘homeless man’ in an exaggerated fashion,” argued Harvey Zorbaugh in his study of Chicago’s Near North Side. One of Robert Park’s many students to examine hotel life, Zorbaugh observed that roomers “are typical of an increasingly large population in the modern city, who ... in the ever increasing anonymity, mobility, and segregation of city life are coming to constitute a half-world, a world apart.”[442] Studying Philadelphia in 1910, economist Simon Patten similarly noted the hotel spirit catching hold of the city’s salaried workers and small businessmen. These Americans, Patten wrote, had given up the responsibilities of home and family and, in so doing, had surrendered their traditional roles as civic leaders. Unlike the native-born middle class, which increasingly sought the individual comforts and freedoms of hotel life, America’s new immigrants maintained home and family ideals even amidst their poverty:
The great middle class, once the city’s pride, are rapidly becoming a homeless class, living in boardinghouses or [becoming] patrons of cheap restaurants. Their homes are also childless or reduced to the one-child basis. In the America of today they have little influence and in that of tomorrow they will have no part. The future of Philadelphia is the future of its recent immigrants.[443]Fears that America’s future did indeed belong to its immigrants fed into a national discourse of “race suicide,” a term coined in 1901 by sociologist Edward A. Ross and subsequently popularized by President Theodore Roosevelt. Arguing that American civilization required “good breeders” as well as “good fighters,” Roosevelt warned that native-born whites’ declining birthrate imperiled both white racial supremacy and the nation’s global hegemony.[444] Census figures showed that those who reproduced the least—old-stock whites living in cities—were also rapidly shedding the responsibilities of homeownership. Meanwhile, southern and eastern European immigrants proved increasingly willing to save their often-meager earnings to purchase homes of their own.[445] Once again, the hotel spirit, which seemed only to infect native white populations, came in for blame. By diverting young white middle-class men and women from the path of marriage and family, wrote Albert Wolfe, casual lodging contributed to the problem of “race suicide.” In racial terms, argued Wolfe, hotel dwellers were “appreciably above the population of the thickly inhabited tenement districts where birthrates are the highest.” But these racially superior men and women were refusing their racial duty, rejecting Roosevelt’s call to virility and fertility and embracing instead the decadent, barren, and supremely “overcivilized” world of the hotel. “The sooner marriage rescues them from the lodging-house world and its sophisticating, leveling, and contaminating influences,”Wolfe declared, “the better it will be both for individuals and for society.”[446] Despite the views of Albert Wolfe, the lodging house controversy did not primarily focus on issues of overcivilization or racial decadence. Rather, commentators on the hotel spirit tended to interpret the racial characteristics of hotel dwellers as a function of their exposure to modernity. Most agreed that as African Americans and immigrants grew accustomed to urban industrial life, they, too, would succumb to what Henry James called the “ubiquitous American force” of the hotel. This force, as James noted, emancipated individuals from settled communities, but also imposed new structures and standards of its own. As an emblem of modernity, the hotel resembled the metaphorical “iron cage” that MaxWeber so memorably described as characterizing life in the modern industrial order. The bureaucratic organization of private enterprise and the state had delivered modern building codes, streamlined transportation networks, and any number of services, commodities, and entertainments to urban dwellers throughout industrialized society. But as persons became integrated, both as workers and consumers, into the large new hierarchies of administration, they entered the “iron cage” of instrumental rationality. Their world and their very lives no longer possessed their former religious or moral significance. Human beings, in Weber’s words, had become “specialists without spirit, sensualists without heart.” Alienated from their own primal natures and the essential bonds of family and community, individuals performed as mere bureaucratic functionaries, as cogs in the machine of capital and the state. “This nullity,” Weber continued, “imagines that it has attained a level of civilization never before achieved.”[447] As an agent of this new instrumental rationality, the hotel spirit had disenchanted the “home,” reducing it to the functions of “housing.” Hotel dwellers thus stood on the vanguard of a modern corporate order that reached into the very seat of human belonging and identity. The rooming house, wrote Harvey Zorbaugh, is “a world of thwarted wishes, of unsatisfied longings, of constant restlessness ... of atomized individuals, of spiritual nomads.”[448] Roomers were homeless in the most profound sense of the term, for they had become estranged from their own authentic selves. The changes at work in the new metropolis inspired little hope that these nomads would ever be able to find their way back home. “Under the conditions of modern city life,” wrote another of Robert Park’s students, Norman Haynor, “the establishment of a ‘real home’ is difficult, and in many cases impossible to attain.” According to Haynor, the “real home” was the primary model of human obligation and fulfillment, balancing the needs of the individual with those of the group. In trading their “real homes” for “hotel homes,” young urban dwellers exchanged responsibility for freedom and a rooted identity for alienation:
The American home is also coming to be more and more of a “hotel home,” psychologically speaking. In addition to new creature comforts American families are acquiring new ways of behaving. Like the emancipated couples of the hotel world, a growing number of urbanized families are small, mobile, and loosely integrated ... In large cities the individual home, with its numerous activities and relative permanence, is obviously passing ... The detachment, freedom, loneliness and release from restraints that mark the hotel population are only to a lesser degree characteristic of modern life as a whole. The hotel is, in fact, a symbol of changes that are taking place not only in the manner and morals of American society, but wherever the influence of machine industry is felt.[449]In describing the transformation from “real home” to “hotel home,” Haynor drew from the earlier, pathbreaking work of FerdinandTonnies, a German sociologist who in 1887 had charted the modern shift from Gemeinschaft, or community, to Gesellschaft, or society. Tonnies characterized Gemeinschaft as a pre-industrial world based upon the organic bonds of family, village, and tribe. As Gesellschaft rose to dominance, new formal, legal, and contractual relations increasingly severed the traditional communal bonds of old. The state, the corporation, and a slew of other bureaucratic structures, argued Tonnies, had utterly redefined social life, divesting home and family of their former meanings and functions.[450] Tonnies’s ideas of Gemeinschaft and Gesellschaft provided the key conceptual building blocks of modern sociology, shaping the social scientific understanding of American homelessness in the early twentieth century. Historian Arthur Calhoun adhered to Tonnies’s evolutionary account as he chronicled the changes in the American family since the colonial era. Reviewing the contemporary American “addiction” to hotel life in the third and final volume of his study, Calhoun concluded that the traditional American family was on the way out. Schools, churches, courts, and businesses had effectively usurped the offices of home. Despite occasional “cases of exaggerated familism,” observed Calhoun, “the higher and more obligatory relation is to society rather than to the family.” “The family goes back to the age of savagery,” Calhoun explained, “while the state belongs to the age of civilization.” In the modern world, he concluded, “home interests can no longer be supreme.”[451] As Calhoun and others meditated on the new hotel civilization, they frequently linked the rise of whatTonnies called Gesellschaft to the passing of the old-fashioned boardinghouse. Along with the informal boarding arrangements that absorbed young footloose men into family households, the boardinghouse had provided the most important substitute for home in the nineteenth century. There, nonfamily men could receive lodgings and common meals served in familylike surroundings.[452] When it was thriving, the boardinghouse evoked middle-class fears of family breakdown. But in the twentieth century, reformers esteemed boarding as a lost bulwark against the hotel spirit. “A generation ago many of the men who are now our commercial leaders made their homes as young men in old-fashioned boarding-houses,” one activist wistfully recalled. “They were surrounded during the most precarious period in their lives by many of the safeguards of a good home.”[453] Albert Wolfe likewise argued that with their common meals, parlor discussions, and the ever-watchful eyes of matronly keepers, boardinghouses provided “something of the home element” to anchor potentially prodigal tenants.[454] The dramatic expansion of the migratory and white-collar workforce in the late nineteenth century overwhelmed the small-scale boardinghouse system. Armies of hoboes, clerks, salesmen, and secretaries now flocked to commercial hotel districts, where they forged new identities based upon independent living and the public commercial attractions of the street. The shift away from boarding to the impersonal and formal arrangements of the hotel was rapid and almost total. By World War I, boardinghouses had virtually disappeared from the urban scene, replaced by new enterprises that could deliver domestic services at scale.[455] Representing the triumph of specialization, labor subdivision, and economies of scale, the new system not only accommodated more people, but also functionally divided the single boardinghouse into a specialized network of hotels and their support institutions, such as cheap cafes, restaurants, and laundries. Impersonal and contractual relations had replaced those of the integrated, face-to-face boardinghouse world. The hotel tenant, wrote Albert Wolfe, had become “simply and solely ... a rent-paying organism.” Lodging house keepers interviewed by Wolfe declared time and again that “it is best not to know too much about your lodgers.”[456] Harvey Zorbaugh reported a similar perspective among Chicago’s hotel managers. “The keeper of the rooming-house has no personal contact with, or interest in, his roomers,” claimed Zorbaugh. “He is satisfied to collect his rents and to make a living. It is an entirely commercial consideration with him.”[457] The hotel-restaurant axis had achieved a “marvelous accuracy of calculation,” remarked Albert Wolfe. But managerial experts lacked the “personal element” that boardinghouse “matrons” had once used to fashion a meaningful substitute for home.[458] As the “matron” references suggest, deeply ingrained notions of gender informed the early-twentieth-century elegy to the boardinghouse, and indeed to Gemeinschaft in general. Critics of hotel life imagined both the boardinghouse and Gemeinschaft as matriarchies. In the boardinghouse, as in the pre-industrial village, the primary relationship between mother and child provided the basis for the broader bonds of home and community. Just as Gesellschaft, in the words of historian Ann Taylor Allen, appeared to bring “the repression of female by male values,” so, too, did the hotel seem to represent the triumph of masculine civilization over feminine culture.[459] To some, those women who chose hotel life appeared as monstrous perversions of their sex, for they had turned against their very nature to embrace the masculine-identified hotel spirit. Rather than accept her natural role as a bearer of group identity and culture, the emancipated woman entered the hotel world, giving up “the chief source of her effectiveness and power,” as the Architectural Record put it. “She resigns in favor of the manager,” the journal explained. “Her personal preferences and standards are completely swallowed up in the general public standards of the institution.” The managerial, institutional qualities of the hotel squelched personal difference and authenticity and imposed an impersonal standard on all who entered. Forfeiting “their effective influence over their husband [sic] and children,” hotel women cast themselves and their homeless men adrift upon the iron waves of modernity.[460] In singling out women for blame, the Architectural Record put its finger on one of the driving forces behind the new hotel arrangements. Turn-of-the-century women increasingly forsook their household chores in favor of a vibrant public life only found in the city. From the suffrage movement and reform organizations to women’s clubs and department stores, the new urban culture afforded women unprecedented opportunities for public interaction and enterprise. For many women, the rise of the hotel engendered not alienation or anxiety, but a new optimism about the possibilities for genuine self-expression and fulfillment.[461] Feminists like Charlotte Perkins Gilman especially viewed the demise of Gemeinschaft as a salutary development that would liberate women from the heavy chains of home. A former boardinghouse keeper, Gilman interpreted the new hotel spirit as the guiding force of civilization’s progressive evolution toward sexual equality. She designed and publicized her own plans for a feminist hotel, where the tasks of cooking, cleaning, and child care would fall to trained professionals. For Gilman, the technologies and organization of hotel life—the very fruit of Gesellschaft— offered a civilized alternative to an anachronistic family structure that had exploited and oppressed women for centuries. Women, she argued, would only reclaim their labor and establish independent identities of their own in a fully developed “hotel civilization.”[462] Gilman’s feminist designs inspired numerous experiments with commercial and cooperative housekeeping in the early twentieth century. In 1906 novelist and socialist proselytizer Upton Sinclair launched with great fanfare Helicon Hall, a cooperative colony modeled on the scale and organization of the modern hotel. Located in Englewood, New Jersey, the colony employed staff members (including a young janitor named Sinclair Lewis) to cook, clean, and look after the children. After four months and much publicity, fire destroyed the building, putting an end to the hotel experiment. Despite Helicon Hall’s demise, Sinclair never lost his conviction that what Lawrence Veiller condemned as the “congregate form of living” was, in fact, the future of socialist housing.[463] Indeed, the hotel provided Sinclair not only a model for Helicon Hall, but also a literary figure with which to resolve the plot of his most famous novel, The Jungle. The book’s protagonist, Lithuanian immigrant Jurgis Rudkus, suffers virtually all the injuries that corporate capitalist society can inflict. Jurgis toils in a Chicago packinghouse, working amidst nauseating conditions for less than subsistence wages. His wife dies during the birth of their child, who subsequently drowns in the muddy streets of his slum neighborhood. Jurgis loses his job, done time in jail, and hoboes on the wageworkers’ frontier before returning to Chicago as an unattached homeless man. This portion of Jurgis’s story unfolded quickly for Sinclair. But the question of how to resolve the hero’s homelessness stymied the author and initiated a prolonged bout of writer’s block. As a former dime novelist, Sinclair knew that he had to lead Jurgis back home. But what, in such a thoroughly despoiled social system, was home? A Wobbly novel would have ended with Jurgis joining the revolutionary fraternity of the wageworkers’ frontier. A more romantic or nostalgic book might have reassigned him back to the Gemeinschaft world of his peasant homeland. But in 1905 Sinclair was a newly converted socialist, convinced that the progressive logic of urban industrial civilization would inexorably lead to the collective and cooperative organization of society. Thus, when Sinclair returned to his writing, he delivered his homeless protagonist to a hotel. Jurgis becomes an employee and resident of not just any hotel, but one owned by “the best boss in Chicago” who is also a state organizer for the Socialist Party. Here, Jurgis at last finds rest and, for the first time, looks with confidence upon the future, which he knows will be socialist. “Such was the new home in which Jurgis lived and worked,” concludes The Jungle’s storyline, “and in which his education was completed.”[464] Unlike Upton Sinclair or Charlotte Perkins Gilman, most commentators, socialist or not, took little comfort in the triumph of Gesellschaft and denounced the hotel spirit in all its forms. In response to feminist designs for cooperative housekeeping, Sinclair’s socialist friend John Spargo declared that “a glorifiedWaldorf Astoria is inferior to a simple cottage with a garden.”[465] Robert Hunter, who converted to socialism at the same time as Sinclair, agreed, condemning hotel life at any level as “irresponsible and unnatural,” “devoid as it must be of the wholesome restraints of home.”[466] Socialists such as Spargo and Hunter lavished attention on the lodging house problem not in the hopes of redeeming it for cooperative living, but to condemn it as a baneful product of capitalism. After reviewing the “studied homelessness” of contemporary American city life, Arthur Calhoun concluded that “the real menace to family and home is ... the relentless workings of the profit system.” Convinced that socialism was the logical “next stage in social evolution,” Calhoun predicted that the demise of capitalism would bring about the regeneration of both family life and the privately owned home.[467] Odd as it seems, most socialists heralded the return to John Spargo’s “simple cottage,” advocating broad-based homeownership, rather than the cooperative utopias of Gilman or Sinclair. In 1911 the Appeal to Reason—the very Socialist Party newspaper that had first published The Jungle in serial form—vigorously declared that “Socialism will enable every family in all the world to own a home.”[468] Reducing urban densities and rolling back the congregate form of living appealed not only to socialists but also to a loosely organized coalition of housing activists, urban planners, home economists, architects, developers, and others who came together under the banner of “the new suburban ideal.”[469] Unlike the socialists, these reformers did not declare war against the profit system, but rather endeavored to make mass homeownership part of that system. The professionals and managers who promoted suburban living thrived in Max Weber’s “iron cage” and embodied the very essence of Gesellschaft. They did not, therefore, seek a return to the pre-industrial village. Neither did they share Henry James’s modernist faith in the potential of the city’s diversity and dynamism to emancipate the human spirit. James, after all, opposed modernity’s “master-spirits of management” precisely because their excessive social control always threatened to extinguish individual difference and freedom. Suburban boosters, on the other hand, sought to harness what James called the American “genius for organization” to the task of private home building. The same technological, managerial, and financial innovations that had created the magnificent hotel world of the Waldorf-Astoria could also be used to assemble new suburban enclaves that functioned as part of the metropolitan order. Grosvenor Atterbury, general architect of the Russell Sage Foundation’s Forest Hills Gardens plan in New York and foremost advocate of suburbanization, argued as early as 1906 that reducing the cost of the single-family home was the only true solution to the modern housing problem. Atterbury contended that achieving such economies in home construction meant applying the techniques of mass production to the building industry. “Carried to its logical conclusion,” the architect explained in a charities journal, “this principle would result in a system of standard dwelling manufacture ... like that which has already given the worker his cheap shoes, and his ready-made suit of clothes.”[470] With its inexpensive undeveloped land, the urban periphery offered a new frontier upon which the “master-spirits of management” could reengineer the American home. Reformers acknowledged, however, that proprietorship on the suburban frontier held far different meanings than it did in the days of the homesteading pioneers. Relying on institutional financing, suburban homeownership was a form of consumption that delivered the trappings of Gemeinschaft with all the efficiency and coordinated effort of Gesellschaft. No longer did ownership of land and house endow citizens with economic independence or a productive shelter against unemployment. Rather, single-family homes, as numerous suburban enthusiasts stressed, instilled in their owners a sense of familial belonging, rootedness, and place. The eventual return to mass homeownership, Arthur Calhoun remarked, would signal “the evolution of a spiritualized family based not on economic necessity but on aesthetic, idealistic, spiritual values and loyalties.”[471] Garden City advocate Annie Diggs argued in a similar vein in 1902 when she declared that the suburban home would provide an almost spiritual antidote to “the essential sin of divorcing the children of men from their Mother Earth.”[472] Alienated from Mother Earth as productive property, suburban homeowners would return to the land as consumers of an exchangeable commodity. Just as proprietorship would heal the alienation arising from the hotel spirit, physical separation from the diversity and publicity of urban life would restore authentic social ties. While lodgers and roomers sought basic domestic services on the streets or in neighboring cafes, shops, saloons, and laundries, suburban residents would maintain these services within the context of the family. Although it relied on organizational and technological innovation, the suburban ideal was also a regressive endeavor to remove the home from public commercial life, to privatize domestic consumption, and to reestablish the familial intimacy that had once characterized the sentimental home. Isolated from urban commerce, industry, and recreation, the suburban home represented a retreat from the anonymous and gregarious excitement of hotel civilization. As philanthropic organizations increasingly brought their ambitious design programs to life in the form of model working-class suburbs, social scientists like Robert Park and Ernest Burgess began to imagine urban growth as an ever-expanding series of concentric circles radiating outward from the city center.[473] Residences would naturally flow to the new rings, while businesses and industries would fill the backwash left in the old ones. Indeed, by the 1920s lodging house districts, with their mixed uses and floating populations, appeared to Burgess as “disorganized” zones awaiting “reorganization” into single-use commercial, administrative, or manufacturing hubs.[474] With powerful, well-financed, and highly articulate advocates working in its favor, the suburban ideal eclipsed the hotel spirit after World War I, becoming the norm against which the deficiencies of the hotel world were measured. Apart from material feminists like Charlotte Perkins Gilman and idiosyncratic socialists like Upton Sinclair, lodging house advocates lacked a coherent voice and organized movement. Instead, individual hotel dwellers continued to vote with their feet, choosing the congregate form of living for reasons of economy or lifestyle. Of course, one sustained and compelling critique of the suburban ideal did attract much attention during the early twentieth century. But the source of this critique—the vaudeville stage—hardly inspired reverence. Indeed, the popular entertainments that daily trumpeted the superiority of city life over the suburbs served only to undermine the credibility of urban advocacy and focus anti-urban ire. It did not help matters that vaudeville’s assault on home and family came largely in the guise of a slovenly homeless man. With his grotesque features and aggressive demeanor, the early-twentieth-century comic tramp appeared to fulfill Francis Wayland’s Gilded Age stereotypes about “savage” men of the road. But the antics of tramp comedy, vulgar and id-driven as they were, played out a cultural logic and spirit belonging to the twentieth century, not the nineteenth. Born in the working-class concert saloon as a figure of betrayed republicanism, the comic tramp moved to the center stage of urban popular culture at the turn of the century, becoming one of the era’s most remarkable emblems of modernity. *** The Comic Tramp In its indictment of the hotel spirit, the Architectural Record noted that virtually all of New York’s apartment hotels were located in theater districts, indicating just how thoroughly the new hotel world was enmeshed in the commercial amusements of the city.[475] It is fitting, therefore, that the homeless man would find his most memorable depiction not in the pages of reform journals, but in the commercial entertainments that formed such a vital part of hotel civilization. While Charities and the Sur vey offered sober-minded glimpses into the lodging house world, comic strips, cheap novels, advertisements, films, and especially vaudeville saturated the city with humorous representations of homeless men, making the comic tramp, in Charles Musser’s words, the “single most popular figure in turn-of-the-century culture.”[476] “In the first decade of the 1900s,” recalls Douglas Gilbert, “tramp comics swarmed through vaudeville almost as a national symbol; legit musical stages were heavy with them; and joke magazines and newspaper strips ... detailed their haphazard lives with jesting abandon.”[477] Frederick Opper’s “Happy Hooligan,” Zim’s “Weary Willie,” W. C. Fields’s “tramp juggler,” and, of course, Charlie Chaplin’s legendary “Little Tramp” led the parade of early-twentieth-century comic figures that drew their inspiration from the main stem.[478] The tramp vogue grew to such proportions that charity and law enforcement officials accused vaudeville and the comic press of hampering their efforts to curtail homelessness. “Instead of instituting measures against the tramp,” lamented one frustrated anti-vagrancy activist in 1908, the American people have “raised him to the heights of a national joke.” While acknowledging that “the stage tramp is the most irresistibly funny of comic characters,” this critic charged tramp comedy with encouraging a “tolerant and indulgent” attitude toward the homeless, thus dampening public enthusiasm for reform.[479] Critics had reason to worry. The comic tramp—like the numerous Irish, Jewish, blackface, and other caricatures with whom he shared the stage—reveled in the promiscuous freedoms of urban life. If vaudeville represented, in literal translation, “the voice of the city,” then the comic tramp was the voice of vaudeville. Just as the vaudeville show itself mimicked city life with its rapid succession of diverse acts, so, too, did the vaudeville tramp embody the physical excitements, oversize appetites, and jarring dislocations of urban culture. Like homeless men on the main stem, comic tramps recklessly abandoned any semblance of home, authenticity, or even a private self in favor of the exterior pleasures and duplicitous play of the streets. In 1914 one modernist theater critic summarized this new comic type:
He is a happy, tattered, slovenly, red-nosed rogue; glorying in his detestation of work and water and gaily oblivious of the rights of property. He lies for the pure joy of lying and his hunger and thirst are absolutely unappeasable. His costume has become traditional. A battered hat, through which his hair sticks out; the remnants of a once black coat; ragged pants, too large for him, supported by a string round the waist, from which is suspended his trusty tomato can; a gaping pair of shoes cover sockless feet—the whole effect being surmounted by a grin of inordinate proportions which seems to stretch nearly round his head. He is full of chuckling mirth and has a vocabulary large enough to start a new language. He has a super-ingenuous manner, which he especially assumes when he most intends to deceive, while the excuses that he can give for avoiding anything which looks in the least like work may be contradictory but are without end.[480]As this passage suggests, tramp comedy, for all its reference to modern urban life, operated within a tradition and an aesthetic that stretched back to the carnival celebrations of early modern Europe. Like tramp humor, the transgressive play and insubordinate comedy of carnival carried an implicit critique of the dominant social order. Under certain conditions, carnival’s festive outbursts could actually spark popular resistance to established authority. Under other conditions, the festival’s implied critique defused oppositional politics, allowing people to “blow off steam” in an officially sanctioned and circumscribed ritual. Regardless of its ultimate political meaning, carnival drew its symbolic power by figuratively overturning the rules, hierarchies, and presumptions that ordinarily governed the world.[481] Like tramp comedy, the focus of carnival’s humor was the human body, which it twisted and distorted into grotesque configurations. As Mikhail Bakhtin explains in his seminal study of the “carnivalesque” in the novels of Francois Rabelais, the classical body represents official culture by appearing smooth, polished, closed, and finished. In the classical pose, the body remains separate and distinct from its surroundings and is animated only by a pair of thoughtful eyes signifying individual rationality and autonomy. The grotesque body, on the other hand, repudiates these limits, expanding to outlandish proportions. Take, for example, the publicity photograph of Nat M. Wills, the most popular tramp comedian at the turn of the century (fig. 5.3). Here, “the Happy Tramp,” as Wills was known, brings together the key elements of the grotesque body. Rather than smooth finished lines, Wills’s portrait is “all protuberances and orifices, shoots and branches,” his hair flying out from his head, his coat frayed and jutted, his eyes bulging and vacant, and, most important for the purposes of the grotesque, his mouth open, the space between his teeth almost gaping.[482] “The grotesque face,” remarks Bakhtin, “is actually reduced to the gaping mouth; the other features are only a frame encasing this wide-open bodily abyss.”[483] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-17.jpg][Figure 5.3: Taken in 1907 at the height of his popularity, this publicity photograph of Nat M. Wills, “the Happy Tramp,” captures the look of vaudeville’s premier tramp impersonator. Born in 1873,Wills was among the first generation of variety theater comics to make the shift from “blackface” to “grayface,” thereby inventing a new stage character. As Wills’s frayed and wide-eyed appearance suggests, tramp comedy incorporated elements of the grotesque into its aesthetic, indulging in the inversive and insubordinate play that marks the carnivalesque. As products of nineteenth-century working-class culture, performers like Wills initially targeted corporate capital in their comic parodies. But as working-class variety gave way to vaudeville, which adhered to urban middle-class tastes and standards, Wills and others increasingly aimed their barbs at the sentimental home and the Victorian restraints of “character.” Although Wills credited the free, unrestrained, and spontaneous humor of real tramps with inspiring his own stage routine, the actor depended heavily on professional joke writers for his material. (Used by permission of The Billy Rose Theatre Collection, the New York Public Library for the Performing Arts, Astor, Lenox, and Tilden Foundations.)]] If the comic tramp harked back to the fools and clowns of medieval Europe, he also gave evidence of a more immediate ancestry. In many ways, turn-of-the-century tramp comedy merely updated that most popular of nineteenth-century carnivalesque forms, the minstrel show. Most tramp actors had, in fact, originally performed in blackface, adjusting their burnt-cork makeup to fashion a new urban type. According to Douglas Gilbert, the blackface acts of vaudeville, which themselves had been adapted from older minstrel performances, “were brother comics of the tramps ... the grease color and occasional accent [being] about the only changes found.”[484] While differing in important ways, both tramp and blackface routines ridiculed and brutally caricatured members of oppressed groups, denying representation of their basic humanity. In so doing, these routines sanctioned and perpetuated the subordination of those they portrayed. But comic tramps followed in the nimble footsteps of their minstrel predecessors by also encouraging audience identification. To the degree that spectators could see themselves in the characters portrayed onstage, they became implicated in the countercultural and anti-authoritarian antics performed there. When a tramp or blackface monologuist took aim at the high and mighty, deflating their pretensions through cunning, guile, feigned naivete, or grotesque parody, audience members roared with approval, while also maintaining a sense of their own superiority.[485] Whereas blackface minstrelsy arose in the antebellum era to explore and confirm the racial differences upon which slavery was predicated, tramp comedy emerged in the Gilded Age as an articulation of the new class divisions created by universal wage labor. The tramp characters that first took stage in Gilded Age concert saloons thus served as figures of a despoiled republican legacy, a legacy that the labor press and popular dime novels also struggled to keep alive. Like the tramps that appeared so often in working-class print culture, tramps of the stage lamented the loss of patriarchal identity and republican independence and trumpeted their own worthiness as honest “producers.”[486] By 1890 the tramping worker, down on his luck but still “honest,” had largely disappeared from the stage in favor of the tramp as tramp—that is, as a confirmed member of a despised and rejected subculture. In his comic guise, the tramp took on lighter shades of black. As tramp performers blackened up, they played out the cultural logic of the nineteenth-century labor movement. “Wage slavery,” this logic held, threatened to reduce white workers to the status of subordinate African Americans. By donning burnt cork to portray countercultural lower-class whiteness, the stage tramp perpetuated this imaginative link between class subordination and racial degradation. In his subordinated and degraded state, the tramp performer was now free to ridicule and lampoon the very pieties about home and work that earlier portrayals of “honest workingmen” had upheld. The success of such a performance, however, depended upon an audience capable of identifying with the outcasts portrayed onstage. In the plebian rowdiness of the nineteenth-century concert saloon, such audience identification posed little problem. But as enterprising businessmen began to refashion variety theater in the 1880s and 1890s to attract a broader urban audience, one that included middle-class women and families, much of the concert saloon’s lowbrow repertoire suddenly seemed inappropriate. Ambitious show business entrepreneurs like B. F. Keith and Edward F. Albee endorsed only entertainment that would “appeal to all classes of people equally” and not give offense to middle-class theatergoers especially.[487] These entrepreneurs invented vaudeville by consolidating independent variety houses into integrated networks of purpose-built theaters, contracted performers, booking agents, and managers. Such economies of scale required a mass audience, which, in turn, meant carefully selecting from among the bawdy and insubordinate routines that made up the working-class variety show. Theater managers tended to shun acts that were too racy or subversive for fear of driving away middle-class customers. On the other hand, shows entirely devoid of what vaudeville historian Kathryn J. Oberdeck calls “popular realism”—that is, visceral representations of lower-class urban types—failed to attract middle-class spectators, who enjoyed the spirited diversity of urban life.[488] In this middle ground between refinement and vulgarity, high culture and low, the turn-of-the-century vaudeville act was born. As an irreclaimably vulgar and indeed “savage” type, the comic tramp almost failed to make the transition to vaudeville. Comic actor Lew Bloom, who claimed to be “the first stage tramp in the business,” recalled an early performance in 1885 that had “gone big” with the crowd but infuriated the theater’s manager. “I guess it must have been so lifelike that the manager thought it was too shocking,” Bloom explained. The argument ended in a fistfight and Bloom’s arrest—“a fine martyrdom for the sake of art,” as the New York Telegraph put it.[489] Tramp actors like Bloom took for granted their popularity with the cheap seats, but also understood that they had to finesse the charge of vulgarity and insubordination. The claim to “lifelike” realism, such as that made by Bloom, was an especially common strategy for justifying tramp humor. Comic tramps routinely characterized their acts as authentic and even edifying depictions of the homeless life. Many even told elaborate tales about how they had conducted their own in-depth investigations of tramp subculture in order to limn true-to-life stage personas. Walter Jones claimed to have patterned his popular “Charley Tatters” character on a particular tramp he spied from a train window. He “was such a good type of his class,” recounted Jones, “that I got out my pencil and sketched him on the spot.”[490] Charlie Chaplin told different stories about the genesis of his Little Tramp character. But one early tale involved meeting a hobo in San Francisco’s South of Market district. Over dinner and drinks (which Chaplin paid for), the hobo expanded on the irresponsible joys of the road. Chaplin delighted in the conversation, taking in the man’s gestures, expressions, and mannerisms. “He was rather surprised when we parted, because I thanked him so much,” recalled Chaplin. “But he had given me a good deal more than I had given him, though he didn’t know it.”[491] What this story gave Chaplin’s Little Tramp was a justifying authenticity that all tramp comedy required. “Mine for realism” was the motto of Nat Wills, whom critics considered “the best impersonator of tramp characters on the American stage.”[492] Attributing his stage success to his extensive study of tramp life, Wills regaled reporters with stories about marching in Coxey’s Army, traveling in boxcars, and sleeping in flophouses, all for the sake of his art. Wills professed to be “scientifically” accurate in his portrayal of the Happy Tramp, maintaining that he developed the character through several years of participant observation. The actor even favorably compared his own ethnographic eye to that of Josiah Flynt Willard, the nation’s premier sociological authority on tramp subculture at the turn of the century.[493] Claiming to have worked, like Willard, for the police as an “expert advisor” on tramps, Wills time and again expressed great sympathy for the homeless and urged his audiences to see the bright side of the road:
I have gone among them to get material for my impersonations, and I want you to believe me when I say some of the most charming gentlemen it has been my good fortune to meet were tramps; men who had no visible means of support, no homes, no families, no friends, no professions, and no place in the social scheme. These men have been keen-witted humorists, deepthinking philosophers and profound students both of nature and the abstract problems of the universe ... The funniest tramps I have ever seen were off the stage.[494]Such glowing descriptions of the “real” tramp helped to legitimate the stage tramp’s eccentric view of the world, encouraging audiences to identify with his insubordinate play. By characterizing their objects of parody as possessing special insight, actors such as Wills betrayed not their “scientific” knowledge, but their own working-class backgrounds that predisposed them to take kindly to tramps. Few tramp comics, or vaudevillians generally, came from middle-class homes. The vast majority grew up with a firsthand understanding of tramp life, an understanding born not of study, but of personal experience with the vagaries of wage labor. Indeed, with their peripatetic lifestyles, seasonal unemployment, and penchant for cheap lodging houses, vaudeville actors closely resembled the migratory workers and homeless men they lampooned onstage.[495] Such resemblance proved an asset before plebian audiences, which thrived upon the comic tramp’s bottom-up critiques of corporate capital. Such class-specific humor defined working-class variety comedy, and some of it survived the bowdlerization of vaudeville, filtering into performances intended to “appeal to all classes of people equally.” “I think the men who run our big railroads are only a little different from cannibals,” joked Nat Wills as the Happy Tramp. “You see, cannibals cut men up to eat and the owners of railroads cut men down so they can’t eat.”[496] Despite the occasional jibe aimed at Andrew Carnegie, J. P. Morgan, or John D. Rockefeller, tramp comedy generally did not emphasize the battle between capital and labor. Indeed, the comic tramp managed to survive the shift from working-class variety to vaudeville only by pointing the spotlight away from class distinctions and toward those differences that increasingly separated urban folk from the rest of America. The primary object of tramp parody was not work, but home, not the boss or the owner, but the wife and the mother-in-law. While poking fun at the foibles of city life and satirizing the array of urban types, vaudeville never accepted country or suburban living as a viable alternative. Like early motion pictures, which were first exhibited in variety theaters, vaudeville heaped contempt both upon country rubes who dared to venture into the city and city couples who foolishly traded their hotel apartments for suburban homes.[497] Comic tramps routinely outwitted day-tripping shoppers and newcomers to the city who easily fell prey to sidewalk confidence games. While tramps often concluded their routines on the receiving end of an Irish cop’s billy club, they also frequently triumphed in their capers. At any rate, they always succeeded in disturbing the peace, especially in quiet country cottages or suburban homes. These lords of misrule disdained the conventions of marriage, child rearing, and domesticity almost as much as they detested work. In tramp comedy, home was an intolerable prison that separated men from the carefree pleasures of the city. As one common gag put it:
Dusty Roads: All married folks are not unhappy. Weary Will: Only the men.[498]Such humor went over well in the cheap seats. Indeed, Nat Wills won favor not only among critics, but also in the “peanut gallery,” which “whooped it up” whenever the comic appeared on stage.[499] Despite the efforts of show business managers to create a broad-based entertainment industry that adhered to middle-class values, tastes, and interests, vaudeville remained dependent upon the patronage of working-class men, who still made up the majority of theatergoers. According to one survey conducted in 1911, 4 percent of New York’s vaudeville audience even categorized itself as “vagrant,” “gamin,” or “leisured.”[500] Such sporting types no doubt cheered Nat Wills as a champion of irresponsible bachelorhood. But the comic tramp also appealed to that larger group of male workers who defined their masculinity in relation to other men, rather than to home and family. It is no wonder, then, that IWW songsters and soapboxers like J. H. Walsh, Mac McClintock, and Richard Brazier raided vaudeville for the song parodies and comic routines that they made part of Wobbly lore. Ruthlessly ridiculing the sentimental home and celebrating unfettered masculinity, the Little Red Songbook shares a common heritage with the New Tramp Joke Book. Both trace their roots to working-class variety theater.[501] While vaudeville censored tramp comedy’s stinging critiques of capital, Wobbly propagandists liberated the suppressed material and refashioned it into a masculine romance of the road that was also a call to revolution. Far from appealing “to all classes of people equally,” Wobbly humor took hold only among those hardened male workers who equated the rejection of women’s sphere with labor’s emancipation. Instead of preaching revolution, vaudeville fanned the flames of the hotel spirit, inviting middle-class spectators to join its playful rebellion against sentimental domesticity. Those middle-class men and women who most enjoyed vaudeville were also those who increasingly made their homes in rooming houses, apartment hotels, and light housekeeping rooms. These hotel dwellers saw an important piece of their own identity played out on the vaudeville stage, especially by comic tramps. As Nat Wills and others ran roughshod over home and family life, white-collar patrons did not recoil in horror, but rather cheered the inversive play that legitimated their own departure from domestic conventions. In 1903, for example, middle-class theatergoers enthusiastically supported A Son of Rest, a musical comedy vehicle that effectively catapulted Nat Wills from vaudeville to “legitimate” theater and film. The comedy featured Wills as a tramp who impersonates a woman’s absent husband in order to defraud her elderly father of $2 million. The confidence game succeeds, enriching the Happy Tramp and, of course, destroying any semblance of domestic order or integrity.[502] Just before the curtain falls, an impeccably dressed and out-of-character Nat Wills appears onstage, inviting applause for his skillful impersonation of a tramp who himself had proven an expert impersonator. The comedy of parody and impersonation appealed to urban audiences imbued with the hotel spirit. To many observers, especially those associated with Chicago sociology, the gregariousness and public display associated with hotel living had transformed the city into a theater writ large, where everyday social encounters involved elaborate performances and self-representations. Living “as people do in some great hotel,” remarked Robert Park, urban dwellers lacked intimate knowledge of each other and related instead through “conventional signs—fashion and ‘front.’” The symbolic interaction and role-playing theories that so characterized Chicago sociology sprang from what Park called the urban “art of life,” the theatrical and performative aspects of city living.[503] Before the rise of hotel civilization, sentimental ideologies of home had nurtured the concept of “character,” a model of selfhood that emphasized qualities of interiority, autonomy, stability, and integrity. Desperate to show “good character,” Gilded Age tramps like William Aspinwall instead raised the specter of the confidence man who masked his ill intentions beneath a glib facade. As the hotel spirit took hold, the concept of “character” gave way to a new model of “personality” that stressed fluidity, malleability, and performance. Presuming a certain degree of theatricality to everyday life, city dwellers made their peace with the confidence man, accepting him as a roguish aspect of their own urban identities.[504] Promoting what critics called a “tolerant and indulgent” attitude toward tramps, actors such as Nat Wills encouraged audiences to see themselves in the outrageous confidence games played out onstage. For those who delighted in the role-playing parodies of A Son of Rest, winning confidence through the skillful manipulation of a “front” was simply part of the urban “art of life.”[505] The homeless man proved an ideal figure with which to explore this new performative model of selfhood, for no other urban type depended so heavily on the art of self-representation. The tramp, observed Hutchins Hapgood in 1910, “is thoroughly a public man[,] ... as public as the street. All the world is admitted to his inner life.”[506] Whether socially transparent or merely guarding a polished front, homeless men shrewdly recognized the stakes of their performances. As Jack London explained in 1907, every hobo, at one time or another, resorted to theatrics in order to “get by”:
Upon his ability to tell a good story depends the success of the beggar. First of all, and on the instant, the beggar must “size up” his victim. After that, he must tell a story that will appeal to the particular personality and temperament of that particular victim ... As in a lightning flash he must divine the nature of the victim and conceive a tale that will hit home. The successful hobo must be an artist. He must create spontaneously and instantaneously—and not upon a theme selected from the plenitude of his own imagination, but upon the theme he reads in the face of the person who opens the door.[507]London’s readers were well familiar with the beggar’s art, for virtually every major study of homeless life, from the Elizabethan literature of “roguery” to the modern ethnographies of Josiah Flynt Willard and Nels Anderson, cataloged the various ploys and ruses associated with mendicancy.[508] But latter-day writers such as London, Willard, and Anderson added a new conceit to this discourse of impersonation and improvisation. These ethnographers not only observed homeless subculture; they became part of it, dressing, talking, and behaving in character as they conducted their investigations. As former hoboes, London and Anderson were “at home” among the down-and-out and, in fact, often felt themselves to be participant observers in middle-class culture.[509] Even they, however, remarked on the performative qualities of their investigations.[510] Indeed, the genre of tramp ethnography became popular in the early twentieth century precisely because it attended to the subjective experiences of role-playing as much as it did to the objective conditions of homelessness.[511] The first and most famous tramp ethnographer was Josiah Flynt Willard, who originally donned the disguise of the tramp in protest against what he called the “feminine atmosphere” of his genteel home.[512] Raised in a matriarchal household headed by his strong-willed aunt FrancesWillard, cofounder of theWomen’s ChristianTemperance Union, the rebellious nephew escaped to the road, first as a rambling teenager, then as a professional journalist. Emancipated from home, Willard became “a finished actor” who delighted in dressing up, changing his demeanor and tone of voice, and learning the various languages of the underworld.[513] Along with Jack London, who dedicated his book The Road to him, Willard popularized the genre of cross-class undercover investigation at precisely the time when tramp comedy was sweeping vaudeville.[514] Like tramp comics, masquerading journalists such as Willard lavished attention on the art of impersonation, discussing their performative techniques right along with their observations of the homeless life. When NatWills compared himself withWillard, he did so to stress his own astonishing expertise as a tramp impersonator, a skill thatWillard’s ethnographic studies also dramatized. Although Willard celebrated himself as a refugee from the Victorian restraints of “character,” his battle with alcoholism, followed by his death in 1907 at the age of thirty-eight, raised speculation that the pioneer of “realistic sociology” might have taken his game too far.[515] In the eulogizing commentary that accompanied his posthumously published autobiography, Willard’s literary associates explored the tramp investigator’s disturbingly intense devotion to disguise and role-playing. While most obituaries suggested that Willard had “gone native,” his closer friends saw him as trapped in a never-ending cycle of impersonation and performance. Willard never returned home from the road, remarked poet Arthur Symons, because home really did not exist for him. Utterly lacking an inner life or a coherent, stable sense of self, Willard lived in “complete abandonment to his surroudings.”[516] The famous tramp ethnographer only really felt at ease, another friend explained, when “given the Mask of No Identity.”[517] Just as the hotel spirit had estranged urban dwellers from the font of human belonging and attachment, so had the theater of the streets alienated Willard from his own authentic self. The play of personality, intimated Willard’s eulogizers, exacted a toll in the loss of coherent identity. If investigative disguise threatened individual autonomy and difference, so did the commercial entertainments of the city, albeit on a far different order. Henry James might have noted as much if he had gone to a variety show instead of theYiddish theater during his 1905 tour of America. Behind the scenes at vaudeville, James would have found the “masterspirits of management” working feverishly to manipulate their customers’ expectations and desires, just as they had with the “army of puppets” at theWaldorf-Astoria. A critical element of hotel civilization, vaudeville was the first modern show business, applying what James called the American “genius for organization” to popular amusement. Booking agencies, theater chains, talent pools, and standardized performance requirements transformed the informal and unpredictable variety stage into a “performance machine,” with each fifteen-minute act serving as an interchangeable part.[518] “With its emphasis on bureaucratic organization and enormous scale,” explains Robert W. Snyder, the corporate empire of vaudeville was “part of America’s second industrial revolution.”[519] While vaudeville celebrated the liberation of “personality” from the constraints of “character,” the gregariousness and hilarity of variety shows were the administered outcomes of a show business bureaucracy. Whereas earlier theater customs encouraged a lively give-and-take between audiences and performers and even between audience members themselves, vaudeville darkened the house, elevated the players, and insisted on strict audience decorum, discouraging the kind of enthusiastic applause often heard from the “peanut gallery.”[520] To keep audiences in rapt attention, writes vaudeville historian Albert F. McClean Jr., stage comedians honed “their fifteen-minute performances as precisely and as skillfully as diemakers, knowing that in their specialty there was no middle ground between success and failure.” “Success” in this instance meant contagious mirth as a uniform audience response, with no silences, repartees, ambiguities, or pauses for reflection permitted.[521] Although Nat Wills attributed the popularity of his impersonation to the tramp’s native “spontaneity,” Wills, in fact, left nothing to chance. Instead, the comic subscribed to Madison’s Budget, a trade journal of gags and song parodies, and retained a stable of professional joke writers to keep his material fresh and to scout ahead on the vaudeville circuit for pertinent local matter.[522] As performers like Wills standardized their routines, audiences struggled to retain the autonomy and initiative they had previously enjoyed in working-class variety. While patrons remained active agents in their own amusement, they did so against the design of vaudeville, which restricted the parameters of participation and encouraged the passive consumption of staged entertainment. Eventually, the administered laughter of show business dulled the rough edges of tramp comedy. After World War I, vaudeville gave way to new mass entertainments, especially the motion picture and then radio, that sought to broaden their appeal beyond urban audiences. As the “voice of the city” fell silent, so did the comic tramp’s raucous and eccentric celebrations of the hotel spirit. Tramp comedy remained as popular as ever through the 1920s, and second-generation tramp comics such as Charlie Chaplin and Emmett Kelly enjoyed a celebrity far exceeding that of their predecessors such as Nat Wills and Lew Bloom. But these new tramp characters succeeded only by accommodating themselves to the suburban ideal. Chaplin’s early films, especially those he made at Keystone, feature a vulgar, brutish, and libidinous tramp whose bawdy slapstick owed much to Nat Wills. Public criticisms and private warnings from the National Board of Censorship, however, inspired Chaplin to refine his film persona after 1916, when middle-class suburbanites began attending movies in large numbers. The new Charlie, one affectionately referred to as the Little Tramp, mixed comedy with pathos, slapstick with romance, and redefined the tramp’s struggle as a thwarted search for domestic happiness (fig. 5.4).[523] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-18.png][Figure 5.4: Merely one of many characters played by Charlie Chaplin during his early career, the Little Tramp emerged by 1915 as Chaplin’s trademark film persona. While Chaplin told different stories about how he conceived the Little Tramp, the character was actually part of a larger comic tramp craze that dated back to the 189os. The violent and bawdy antics that characterized Chaplin’s early films at Keystone and Essanay eventually gave way to more refined and fully rounded performances, such as that depicted in this film still from City Lights (1931). Chaplin’s use of homelessness as a source of pathos, as well as license, coincided with the decline of “hotel civilization” and the emergence of suburbia as a middleclass norm. Unlike other tramp characters who attempted the transition to film, such as Nat Wills’s “Happy Tramp” and Frederick Burr Opper’s “Happy Hooligan,” Chaplin won enduring renown by transcending the urban humor and aesthetics of early tramp comedy. Such character development also allowed Chaplin to broaden the range of his social and political commentaries, as evidenced in his most famous feature, Modern Times (1936). (Used by permission of © Roy Export Company Establishment.)]] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-19.png][Figure 5.5: Like Charlie Chaplin’s LittleTramp, Frederick Burr Opper’s “Happy Hooligan” changed dramatically as the “hotel spirit” associated with hobohemia increasingly gave way to the suburban ideal of nuclear family life. As a cartoonist for Puck in the 1880s and 1890s, Opper had won acclaim by lampooning the domestic concerns of the “Suburban Resident” (sometimes named “Howson Lot”), including his fear of tramps. In 1899 Opper created the “Happy Hooligan” for the Hearst papers, prompting vehement criticisms from turn-of-the-century moralists who objected to the strip’s vulgarity and sadism. As the character’s simian features and Gaelic dialect suggest, Opper’s tramp drew upon the racialized stereotypes of Irish “savagery” that had originally informed the “tramp menace” of the 1870s. During the 1920s, however, the “Happy Hooligan” received a makeover, losing his tattered rags (though not his tomato can hat) and gaining a natty bow tie, clown-checked jacket, and smooth black pants without the patches. By the early 1930s, this once grotesque tramp had acquired a home, a dog, and a white picket fence to go along with his heart of gold. (Frederick Burr Opper, “Happy Hooligan,” 1904)]] Similarly, when Emmett Kelly developed his circus clown routine in the late 1920s, he strove to depict his “Weary Willie” “as a forlorn and melancholy little hobo who always got the short end of the stick and never had any luck at all, but who never lost hope and just kept on trying.”[524] By the 1920s even such outrageous tatterdemalions as Frederick Burr Opper’s “Happy Hooligan” had cleaned up their acts, trading in their dirty rags and slapstick humor in favor of ill-fitting suits and heartwarming storylines (fig. 5.5).[525]The comic tramp so completely shed his earlier carnivalesque associations that he even began gracing the cover of the Saturday Evening Post. In the hands of Norman Rockwell, the sadness and loneliness of the down-and-out became a source of gentle, rather than vulgar, humor.[526] Such middlebrow humor required the comic tramp to recover his interiority and depth of feeling. Instead of celebrating the hotel spirit, these new characters emphasized the pathos of homelessness and the universal need for belonging and attachment. The sentimentalized comic tramp joined a pantheon of new literary and folkloric depictions that, once again, redefined the very meaning of homelessness for American culture. As the suburban ideal subdued the hotel spirit afterWorldWar I, changes on the wageworkers’ frontier, and in the political economy of industrial employment generally, dramatically reduced the pool of migratory hobo labor. By the time Nels Anderson published The Hobo, the rowdy subculture that had presided over the main stem since the late nineteenth century appeared to be on its way out, a casualty of the same “ubiquitous American force” that had created and then diffused the hotel spirit. As urban industrial civilization tamed the wageworkers’ frontier and shifted the locus of residential life from the downtown hotel to the suburban home, observers like Robert Park increasingly began to look upon hoboes as “belated frontiersmen” whose domestication warranted a sense of nostalgic regret rather than triumph. No longer fearing that the home would become an anachronism amidst a rising hotel civilization, investigators now rushed to capture the folkways of those rough undomesticated men who had yet to take their places on the “crabgrass frontier.”
The transcontinental passenger thinks contracts, profits, vacation-trips, mighty continent between Atlantic and Pacific, power, wires humming dollars, cities jammed, hills empty, the indiantrail leading into the wagonroad, the macadamed pike, the concrete skyway; trains, planes; history the billion dollar speedup ... The young man waits on the side of the road; the plane has gone; thumb moves in a small arc when a car tears hissing past. Eyes seek the driver’s eyes. A hundred miles down the road. Head swims, belly tightens, wants crawl over his skin like ants: went to school, books said opportunity, ads promised speed, own your own home, shine bigger than your neighbor, the radiocrooner whispered girls, ghosts of platinum girls coaxed from the screen, millions in winnings were chalked up on the boards in the offices, paychecks were for hands willing to work, the cleared desk of an executive with three telephones on it; waits with swimming head, needs knot the belly, idle hands numb, beside the speeding traffic. A hundred miles down the road.[533]As U.S.A.’s concluding vignette, Vag stands as a grim epitaph to hobohemia and a gruesome measure of the IWW’s romantic delusions. While the Wobbly romance of the road suffered a stern critique in U.S.A., it endured a more ignoble fate in the realm of popular culture, which domesticated, rather than demythologized, hobohemia. By the time Dos Passos started work on his trilogy, popular writers of all sorts had already begun to record the songs, stories, vernacular, and folkways from “the classic days of hobodom that are now passing.”[534] These preservation efforts recast hoboes as “romantic relics out of the historic past, nostalgic memories of a way of life that was no longer possible.”[535] But the folklore and picaresque narratives that emerged in the 1920s popularized this romance only by bowdlerizing Wobbly lore and stripping hobohemia of its erotic associations and radical political meanings. The new canon of hobo lore also largely ignored the social and economic conditions of migratory labor and the commercial attractions of the main stem. To those who would erase the class struggle from hobohemia’s memory, John Dos Passos’s U.S.A. trilogy offered a powerful corrective. But the romantic quest to preserve the hobo’s rugged and freewheeling spirit as a source of nostalgic inspiration for machine age America continued to attract widespread attention. Much as sympathetic nineteenth-century commentators looked past the concerns of living American Indians to indulge their own romance of a vanishing race, twentieth-century folklorists saw the closing of the wageworkers’ frontier as a regrettable but inevitable cost of civilization. In 1940 the New York Times Magazine made this analogy explicit when it declared that “the typical hobo is fast replacing the Indian as the ‘vanishing American.’”[536] Such romances obscured both the causes and the larger significance of hobohemia’s demise. Change on the wageworkers’ frontier was inevitable, but the decline of hobo labor was not simply a by-product of industrial civilization’s irresistible march into the future. Indeed, modern capitalism had first commissioned hoboes as agents of expansion, only to encounter the unforeseen problems raised by such a standing army of hobo labor. Far from a mere obstacle to modernization, hobohemia was a powerful modernizing force in its own right that, through its peculiar oppositions and countercultural expressions, gave shape to the postwar world depicted in U.S.A. As would become clear in the Great Depression, when John Dos Passos struggled to conclude his epic, the fall of hobohemia did not signal the end of homelessness. Neither did it entail the complete elimination of a rail-riding subculture. Rather, the social and economic transformations that attended the closing of the wageworkers’ frontier altered the context of the main stem, giving it a new political economy, social composition, and cultural meaning. Even in its twilight, hobohemia continued to abet, resist, and at all levels articulate the broader changes at work in the young American century. *** The Closing of the Wageworkers’ Frontier
The “blanket stiff” now packs his bedAs Ralph Chaplin penned his nostalgic tribute to hobohemia, an aging Jacob Coxey strolled down West Madison Street with Nels Anderson, remarking to the sociologist that “the old timers will not be here much longer.” Looking back, Anderson realized that Coxey had been right. The hobo, Anderson wrote, was clearly “on his way out” even as he conducted his landmark study in 1921 and 1922. This study, claimed Anderson, “was out of date as soon as it was written,” for the subculture it surveyed was already vanishing.[537] The turning point, as Anderson noted, was World War I. The war had not only prompted a devastating crackdown on hobo political organizations, most notably the IWW and the IBWA, but had also accelerated long-term social and economic trends that diminished the need for hobo labor. Much of this labor had always been temporary, existing only as long as it took to build the infrastructure needed to produce, process, and distribute the natural resources and finished commodities of the industrial West. With railroad track mileage peaking and actually beginning to decline in 1916, for example, smaller maintenance crews replaced the construc-Along the trails of yesteryear— ... Now dismal cities rise insteadAnd freedom is not there nor here— What path is left for you to tread? ... Do you not know the West is dead? —Ralph Chaplin, “The West Is Dead,” Industrial Pioneer (October 1923)
Migrant families do not gather about soup kitchens, nor do they travel in boxcars or form improvised armies for protest demonstrations. They have, in fact, an extraordinary capacity for making themselves inconspicuous; ... They drift into the community, not as a procession, but in single families, car by car, at different hours and by different routes.[552]Judging migrant families to be isolated and “inconspicuous,” therefore easily controlled, employers and state officials shared the prejudices of Wobbly folklore, which derided family obligations as impediments to revolution. In the early 1930s, after family groups had reached a majority among migratory farmworkers in the West, renewed militancy in the harvest fields exposed the falsehood of such folklore. Family migrants, it turned out, could be even more combative and assertive on the job than boxcar-riding hoboes. If union and strike activity among the new migrants defied hobo folklore’s disparaging attitude toward wage-earning families, then it also challenged hobohemia’s collective racial imagination, which often equated “whiteness” with manly independence and “nonwhiteness” with being “owned by the job.” The massive strike wave that swept through California’s agricultural valleys in 1933 and 1934, for example, was largely the work of Mexican, Filipino, Chinese, and Japanese farm laborers, none of whom had been part of the main stem’s “white” counterculture.[553] Many of these non-Anglo members of the communist-led Cannery and Agricultural Workers Industrial Union had originally come to California in response to aggressive employer recruiting drives aimed at ridding the state of single white “bindle stiffs.” By World War I, white labor had not only grown expensive and troublesome; it had also blatantly affronted California’s arcadian version of white supremacy. The specter of impoverished white men drifting about without home or vote imperiled the state’s cherished racial ideals of white proprietary citizenship. The hundreds of thousands of Mexican immigrants, traveling by truck or car in family groups, who poured into the harvest fields of the Southwest after World War I had been invited to solve a crisis that was not only one of labor, but also of race.[554] Deprived of the privileges of whiteness, this new labor source soon descended into working conditions as exploitative and abusive as any in the nation. One chamber of commerce official from Los Angeles hailed the Mexican worker as “the most tractable individual that ever came to serve us.”[555] With the strikes of the early 1930s and the deportations and vigilante violence that followed, such estimates of Mexican tractability appeared farcical. Indeed, almost immediately after the strikes, growers and state officials began searching once again for a more docile labor force. This time they turned to impoverished “Okie” migrants who entered the fields to reclaim scarce wage labor for white folks (fig. 6.1).[556] Before the anti-immigrant backlash of the 1930s, employers in the Midwest followed the lead of California’s growers in recruiting Mexicans to replace less dependable hoboes. “The Mexicans are now our best available labor supply,” one Illinois railroad official told economist Paul Taylor in 1928. “They work hard and get the work out. You do not have to keep after them all the time. You can depend on them to be at work day in and day out. The hoboes do the work better but they are always moving around. They are not reliable.”[557] While Taylor found many supervisors and hiring agents who voiced exasperation with “white workers” who drifted from job to job, he also noted a growing disenchantment with Mexican laborers, many of whom were adopting the wayfaring habits of their predecessors. “The Mexicans were steady,” explained one Chicago employment agent in 1928, “but this year they seem to be more shifting. They are becoming ‘short stake’ men like the hoboes. They used to want all-year jobs ... Now they are satisfied with short seasonal jobs if the rate seems all right.”[558] Such examples of “white” behavior among immigrant laborers became even more pronounced as hoboes disappeared from seasonal jobs. The army of Filipino migratories, which grew dramatically through the 1920s and early 1930s until Congress virtually eliminated immigration from the Philippines in 1934, closely resembled the hobo army that had come before it. Made up almost entirely of young men unencumbered by families, Filipino migrants often traveled thousands of miles per year, moving seasonally from Alaska fish canneries to Pacific Northwest fruit orchards to Montana railroad construction sites to the Imperial Valley. Like hoboes, these immigrant workers possessed an urban “playground” and base of operations, not on the main stem but in Seattle’s Chinatown. By the late 1920s, they could also be seen hopping freights individually or in small groups, taking advantage of freedoms that had once been the preserve of white men. Just as some Mexican migrants took on the characteristics of hobo labor, so, too, did Filipino floaters shift about, lay off work, form unions, and strike for higher wages.[559] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-21.png][Figure 6.1: In the years following World War I, employers all over the wageworkers’ frontier began to replace hobo labor with what they perceived to be more vulnerable, and therefore docile, groups of workers. In an effort to counter IWW militancy and stem the crisis of white male homelessness, California’s growers, for example, recruited families of Mexican immigrants, such as the one photographed by Dorothea Lange in 1936, to work their fields. Within a decade, however, such families proved to be even more contentious than their hobo predecessors, eventually launching the largest strike wave in the history of American agriculture in 1933. The success of these strikes, which began with the spring pea harvests, prompted growers once again to seek new sources of labor, including Okie migrants from the Southwest, to replace Mexican harvesters. Waylaid by a flat tire as they searched for work in the pea fields, the family depicted here faced a powerful coalition of anti-union and antiimmigrant forces determined to restore a tractable labor force to the fields. (Courtesy of the U.S. Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress.)]] In a sense, the peculiar traits associated with hobohemia did not disappear. They merely changed form. New groups of migrants flooded “white man’s country,” transforming it into a multinational and multiracial domain. The shift in the road’s racial complexion resulted from the efforts of not only employers and their hiring agents, but also a new generation of industrial relations experts who approached the problem of hobo labor as a crisis of nationhood, as well as industry. In 1914 labor economist Carleton Parker described hoboes as “a class inferior, unequal, and with fewer rights than normal American tradition seems to promise to its citizens.” The gross inequality that marked the lives of Asian, Mexican, African American, and immigrant workers of all sorts rarely drew the concern of investigators like Parker. Indeed, racial subordination was part of “normal American tradition,” hardly deserving comment. Deprived and subordinated white workers, on the other hand, were “tragic symptoms of a sick social order,” a sign of disease on the body politic. Since at least the days of the Industrial Army movement, hoboes had invoked their “whiteness” in staking claims both to citizenship and to the fruits of industrial civilization. As agents of the state, Progressive labor investigators took these claims to heart and began searching for ways to resettle the hobo army and reintegrate white floaters back into the polity.[560] Like those who explored main stem “homelessness” in the early twentieth century, Progressives who set out on the wageworkers’ frontier jettisoned the old language of “tramps” and “hoboes” and talked instead of “migratory,” “seasonal,” and especially “casual labor.” These new terms placed the hobo squarely in the labor market and, in so doing, emphasized the role of modern wage relations in the making of hobohemia’s peculiar counterculture. The discourse of “casual labor,” like that of “homelessness,” also entailed a broader critique of industrial civilization as a noxious environment that spawned unnatural offspring. “The casual migratory laborers,” argued Carleton Parker, “are the finished product of an economic environment which seems cruelly efficient in turning out human beings modeled after all the standards which society abhors.” By helping to ameliorate that environment through public policy recommendations, Parker hoped to redeem the hobo and restore “normal American tradition.”[561] Parker had first come to the hobo labor problem in 1914 while heading the California Commission on Immigration and Housing’s investigation of the Wheatland hop pickers’ strike. Parker’s final report included a strong condemnation of the living and working conditions of California’s migrant laborers. Roundly criticized by growers, state officials, and his own employers at the University of California, Parker’s report also offered something of an apology for the IWW, an organization that, the report noted, gave white hoboes psychological compensation for their marginal lifestyles. Pressured to resign from both his state commission and university jobs, Parker continued to investigate white migratory labor, serving on the United States Commission on Industrial Relations and as a federal strike mediator for the War Department. Through his reading in Freudian psychology, Parker came to see the Wobbly hobo as a “psychological byproduct of the neglected childhood of industrial America,” a rebel who responded to his unnatural subordination through aimless wandering and occasional outbursts against conventional society. By bringing industrial America up to full-fledged “adulthood,” argued Parker, business leaders and government officials could cure these extreme cases of “industrial psychosis” and quell the simmering discontent that had spread throughout the nation’s working class. “The stability of our Republic,” declared Parker, “depends on the degree of courage and science with which we move to the task.”[562] Moving to the task meant embracing a new vision of political economy, one that measured wage levels and working conditions against both the expectations of individual workers and the needs of the polity. Parker’s ideas about the interlocking relationship between economics, psychology, and politics—work, self-esteem, and citizenship—derived in part from long-standing working-class debates about the “living wage.” As Lawrence B. Glickman explains it, the living-wage ideal first emerged in the late nineteenth century as workers gradually abandoned the republican dream of a “producers’ commonwealth.”With wage employment an economic fact of life, the mainstream labor movement embraced the concept of a living wage that would bestow upon breadwinners an “American Standard of Living.” Never fixed, nor tied to the “natural law” of the market, the American Standard was to provide white male wage earners with the means and leisure necessary to support a family, participate in civic affairs, and enjoy the fruits of consumer society. As working-class identity shifted from “producerism” to “consumerism,” argues Glickman, “class consciousness moved from the shopfloor to the storefront,” infusing such hallowed terms as “proprietorship,” “citizenship,” and “nationhood” with new meanings.[563] During the Progressive Era, a growing company of middle-class reformers adopted similar visions of the political and economic order. Industrial relations experts especially came to view wage levels as socially constructed, rather than natural, and the economic conditions of wage earners as integral to the health of the nation’s political institutions.[564]The living wage and the American Standard provided commentators with a rich ideology both for judging the fitness of “nonwhites” for membership in the polity and for measuring the extent of the hobo labor problem. As white men unable or unwilling to support a family, exercise citizenship, or even consume rationally, hoboes embodied the crisis of nationhood that lay at the heart of living-wage debates. To most scholarly observers of the postwar era, hobohemia was merely the tip of an iceberg, a peculiarly flamboyant expression of the estrangement and rootlessness endemic to industrial workers generally. Even homeguard workers, most commentators agreed, drifted about from job to job, routinely sloughing off the responsibilities of family, neighborhood, and nation. One of the reasons for such widespread alienation, argued Robert Park in his 1925 essay on the hobo, is that modern industry “tends inevitably to the casualization of labor.” This truism had taken hold over a decade earlier with the “historic discovery of labor turnover.” Management experts had spread alarm among industrialists about the astonishingly high percentages of workers who changed jobs once or more times per year. In manufacturing, annual turnover rates of 100 to 250 percent were common, while in the extractive and service sectors, employees left work in such high numbers that companies turned over their entire payrolls every month or two.[565] Such shifting about, of course, had characterized the industrial economy from the very beginning. Only in the early twentieth century did turnover become defined as “the problem of industrial society,” prompting countless studies, commissions, and commentaries on the “casual state of mind.” The mechanization of industry, it turned out, had dramatically increased the costs of training employees, making the turnover of machine operatives far more expensive than that of traditional common laborers. While employers fixated on cost, others took a broader view of the problem, seeing workers’ alienation from the job as part of a larger crisis in the nation’s civic health. By the end of World War I, the effort to eradicate casual labor had swelled into a virtual crusade. “The idea of decasualizing irregular workers,” stated one expert in 1919, “represents in the field of employment the same concept that ‘saving the sinner’ does in religion and moral effort.” “It is the men and women who work steadily, have continuing responsibilities, and who are permanent members of some community,” he continued, “who are the foundation upon which American democracy rests.”[566] The struggle to move the hobo off the road was but one phase of the larger endeavor to transform the political and moral economy of employment, thereby firming up the foundation of American democracy. World War I represented a watershed in this crusade, for the labor shortages, federal regulatory measures, and working-class militancy prompted by the war inspired employers throughout the economy to seize upon the recommendations of industrial relations experts like Carleton Parker. Seeking to steady their payrolls and reduce “antisocial” activity on the job, industrialists invented the new field of personnel management, designed to implement the carrot of “welfare capitalism” as a counterpart to the stick of anti-radicalism and the open shop. In replacing the “drive system” and the “foreman’s empire” with formal hiring, training, and disciplinary procedures, employers offered their workers a new bargain, one that rewarded loyalty, productivity, and workplace quietism with job security, fair treatment, steady promotions, and an array of others benefits linked to seniority. The decade after the war witnessed the vast expansion of company pension plans, annual vacations, insurance policies, mortgage loans, stock ownership, sports teams, and employee representation schemes. Moreover, many companies now used long-range planning to keep their payrolls steady throughout the year, minimizing seasonal fluctuations in production and employment. By expanding and rationalizing markets though advertising and diversifying product lines, firms hoped to maintain a continuity of demand and production.[567] Such measures had a powerful impact on some industries, such as lumbering, that employed hobo labor. Plagued by Wobbly-sponsored work stoppages during the war, western lumber operators succumbed to pressure from federal labor officials, Carleton Parker among them, and raised wages, improved living and working conditions, and installed the eighthour day as an industry standard. After the war, company owners established the West Coast Lumbermen’s Association, which offered workers the “square deal” of family housing and more regular employment in a deliberate attempt to undermine hobo subculture. The consequence of such policies was to reduce labor turnover substantially in the timber fields by the mid-1920s. Welfare capitalism yielded similar results throughout the New Era economy, pushing down turnover rates and encouraging workers to tie their fortunes to a single employer. Chronically high unemployment rates across the manufacturing sector achieved the same effect, motivating employees to stay put rather than take their chances in a slack job market.[568] While corporate welfarism helped to create a more sedentary workforce, it never solved the problems of unemployment, low wages, long hours, seasonal layoffs, or unhealthful working conditions. Most workers benefited little from the new welfare measures, which largely failed to live up to the promises trumpeted in corporate publicity campaigns. But, as Lizabeth Cohen has argued, these campaigns did have the unexpected consequence of convincing industrial workers that their employers bore a moral responsibility for ensuring their welfare. Even as workplace activism declined in the 1920s, employers’ welfare work quietly encouraged the working-class vision of a “moral capitalism,” which, like the living-wage ideal, emphasized the critical role of wage relations in promoting a healthy family life and a sound democratic polity.[569] Such a vision contrasted sharply with what the Industrial Worker had hailed in 1912 as the “tramp’s view of work,” which advocated that men maintain an “irreducible minimum of artificial desire,” including the desire for “furniture, pictures, houses, theaters, expensive clothes, wives, [and] children,” so as to reduce their dependence upon wages. In the mid-1920s, even the IWW, though never endorsing moral capitalism, joined the general appeal to domestic order, arguing that “the welfare of ourselves and our families is the fundamental principle underlying all human life.” Having ousted the last remnants of the “bummery,” Wobbly leaders devoted what was left of their movement to organizing the homeguard. “It is ... the man who has home and family ties,” announced the Industrial Unionist in 1925, “who is going to put up the hard battle against capitalism.”[570] That battle, as well as the struggle to fulfill the promise of moral capitalism, resumed in earnest in the 1930s when a tide of homelessness dwarfing all that had come before it inundated the land. By then, hobohemia had undergone a transformation in the larger culture commensurate with the changes that had swept across the wageworkers’ frontier. The battleground over the hobo shifted from the job site and the main stem to the realm of print culture, where writers narrated competing versions of hobohemia’s decline and fall. The contests that took place in the 1920s over the hobo’s memory signified broader debates over the meaning and trajectory of the new political-economic order that the fall of hobohemia had heralded. In representing the hobo’s past, postwar writers and folklorists prefigured, and in some cases shaped, future debates about homelessness, especially when unprecedented numbers hit the road during the Great Depression. *** Contesting Hobohemia In 1925, the same year that the Industrial Unionist pledged allegiance to the homeguard, Floyd Dell offered readers of the Century Magazine a narrative commemoration of the hobo. Anticipating John Dos Passos’s epic novel, Dell’s short story, entitled “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum,” telescopes the story of hobohemia’s rise and fall into the life of Jasper Weed, a middle-American son of a browbeaten father and overbearing mother. As a teenager, Jasper labors in a factory to help save the family home until one day his urbane aunt Miriam, a vaudeville actress and therefore disreputable in the eyes of Jasper’s parents, arrives from the big city. Pulling Jasper aside, she implores her nephew not to throw his life away paying off “a dirty mortgage.” “That house has ruined enough lives, Jasper,” she tells him. “Don’t let it get you, too!” That night Jasper makes for the railroad tracks. He takes quickly to the hobo life but almost gets trapped into settling down to suburban comfort. Hitting the road once more, he vows to exchange “domestic slavery and misery” for the bonds of manly friendship, which he forges through work, travel, and, after a time, organizing fellow hoboes into the Industrial Workers of theWorld. Working tirelessly “to create a new society within the shell of the old,” Jasper fans the flames of discontent until murderous vigilantism and police violence dampen his enthusiasm for revolution. With war raging in Europe and jingoistic hysteria gripping the United States, Jasper quietly quits the class struggle and beats his way to New York, where he meets “a kind of a tramp he had never seen before—the artist kind.” To Jasper, the painters and poets of Greenwich Village were “old friends in a new guise,” for, like hoboes, they eschewed the conventions of work and home and embraced what they called “vagabondia.” At studio parties Jasper learns about free love and modeling clay. In return, he teaches his new friends how to sing Wobbly anthems. Jasper’s star rises quickly among the Village crowd when a federal grand jury indicts the former Wobbly on espionage and sedition charges. On the eve of his conviction, Jasper’s eyes are opened to the cultural gulf that separates him from his bohemian friends. To them, the courtroom struggle was nothing more than “an idle curiosity,” a grand and exciting “spectacle” that illustrated “the folly of heroism, the uselessness of endeavor.” Jasper’s lover, Inez, denounces revolutionary politics as “a kind of madness” and tells Jasper that he became aWobbly “because it gave you a good excuse for keeping on being a tramp.” While Inez implores him to remain, like her, “an idler and a vagabond” with “no responsibilities” toward the world, Jasper declares that he does not “want to be a bum all my life” and pressures Inez into marrying him. Like a footloose hobo, Inez runs away, spending only one last passionate night with Jasper before he is scheduled to begin his twenty-year prison sentence. Disillusioned with his early romance of the road, chastened by his exposure to bohemian life, and alienated from a postwar world that offers him no place, Jasper jumps bail and disappears into Russia. There, he hopes to help build “a whole new civilization” but suspects, along with his lover, that his heroism will only get him “hanged or shot.”[571] Floyd Dell’s bitter tale of persecution and exile was one of many to find in the vanishing hobo an emblem for the predicament of American culture in the New Era. Upton Sinclair, Hart Crane, Edward Dahlberg, John Dos Passos, and several lesser-known writers also treated hobohemia’s dissolution as a symbol of political and cultural impasse, a roadblock that boded ill for the prospects of democratic culture. Taken together, these writers crafted a master narrative of hobohemia’s decline and fall, one that served, to borrow from Michael Denning’s assessment of U.S.A., as a charter for the new radicalism that would emerge in the early 1930s, “its starting point, its founding mythology.”[572] The key to this founding mythology was not only a strident rejection of postwar definitions of “normalcy”—especially the “revolt against the village”—but also a critique of bohemian decadence. The trenchant self-criticism that marks “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum,” where Dell confesses in an aside that “I was one of those artistic tramps living in Greenwich Village,” eventually culminated in Malcolm Cowley’s memoir Exile’s Return, which chronicles the nihilistic degradation of Greenwich Village and the “Lost Generation” of American modernists. Jasper’s exile left the Village in the hands of idlers and vagabonds like Inez, bereft of any countervailing political commitments that might, in the words of Cowley, prove “dangerous to Ford Motors or General Electric.” Despite their misgivings about the IWW’s revolutionary romance, radicals like Dell hoped to revitalize modernist counterculture, invoking the fading world of the hobo as a departure point for what Dell called “intellectual vagabondia.”[573] Dell was hardly the first writer to look to the road for inspiration. The vast shadow cast over American letters by Walt Whitman virtually guaranteed that poets would seek the “open road” in the subculture of tramps and hoboes. As early as 1873, the year the word “tramp” first emerged as an epithet, Whitman’s close friend and biographer John Burroughs expounded on “the exhilarations of the road,” praising “the commonest tramp” as “a wild bird amid cage.”[574]Various volumes of “hobo ballads,” “tramp poems,” and “songs from vagabondia” soon followed, all based on the picaresque adventures of those who followed the hobo trail in the name of art.[575] Vagabond poetry reached its most creative stage during World War I when Harry Kemp and Vachel Lindsay published their well-received books of verse. By this time, however, the realism of tramp ethnography and the revolutionary rhetoric of Wobbly folklore had so compromised pastoral visions of the road that both Kemp and Lindsay disavowed their relationship to hobo subculture. Kemp’s near-death experience while hopping a freight and the “filthy talk” he encountered in a jungle camp outside of Kansas City prompted the vagabond poet to shed his “old idealisation of the life of the tramp” and abandon the road for good.[576] Lindsay, meanwhile, included among his “rules of the road” injunctions against laying up in cities, traveling by railroad, pairing up with others, and being lewd and uncivil. For Lindsay, “preaching the gospel of beauty” meant avoiding the commercialized and corrupted world of the main stem.[577] Numerous other hoboes pulled away from the road right along with Kemp and Lindsay as new social, political, and economic conditions conspired to reduce the main stem’s vitality. Whereas before the war, a venturesome few had entered hobohemia with literary ambitions, afterward the direction of migration reversed itself, sending former Wobblies into the bohemian haunts that had spawned the likes of the vagabond poets. Searching for a safe countercultural haven, some hoboes, like the fictional Jasper Weed, found their way to Greenwich Village, which had once treated the “one-eyed giant” Big Bill Haywood as a celebrity. The cross-fertilization of hobo labor and bohemia bore most fruit in the hobo’s capital of Chicago, where Jack Jones, a former railroad construction worker and IWW organizer, opened the Dill Pickle Club in 1917. Originally intended as an informal flop and meeting hall for hobo activists, the Dill Pickle received its memorable name and bohemian reputation during the war when the official crackdown on radical activities prompted Jones to close shop and open a new club on the Near North Side. Located just off of Washington Square, the club soon became the headquarters of the “Chicago Renaissance,” attracting all manner of modernist poets, artists, dancers, actors, singers, and intellectuals, as well as hobo radicals. With the exodus of literary talent to New York in the 1920s, the club soon descended into a speakeasy, what one former devotee called a “sex-sideshow for gin-soaked collegiates and other perennial adolescents out for an intellectual jag.” Police harassment finally finished off the Dill Pickle in 1931. By then, the club had become a symbol of Roaring Twenties decadence.[578] If the Dill Pickle was a symptom of the main stem’s decline as a center of radical counterculture, then the career of Dr. Ben Reitman, a leading figure at Jack Jones’s club, illustrates how these changes, almost paradoxically, raised the profile of hobohemia in American culture. Although he eventually became a physician, Reitman had come of age on Chicago’s main stem, having grown up among the brothels, saloons, and hotels that lined West Madison Street. As an adult, Reitman had led unemployed marches, founded the Chicago chapter of the IBWA, and almost martyred himself to the cause of industrial unionism when vigilantes tortured him during a 1912 free speech fight. After several years of managing Emma Goldman’s speaking career, Reitman returned to Chicago in 1919 when Goldman was deported. The hobo world he found there had changed, as had Reitman. No longer possessing a taste for radical politics, the “King of the Hoboes” refashioned himself as a “Main Stem Dandy,” cutting a Byronesque figure with his Windsor tie, ruffled shirt, flowing cape, and oversize walking stick (fig. 6.2). When he was not taunting former Wobblies at the Dill Pickle, Reitman cultivated his relationships among Chicago’s many social service agencies and also among the sociologists at the University of Chicago. Indeed, Reitman became the most important liaison between Chicago sociology and the city’s underworld in the 1920s, shepherding many of Robert Park’s graduate students through their urban explorations and inspiring several of the department’s better-known studies. Nels Anderson’s The Hobo came about largely through meetings with Reitman, who suggested the plan of investigation, helped to secure funding through the United Charities, and served on the special committee arranged to oversee the project. In return, Anderson and other Chicago sociologists raised Reitman’s status as an independent social worker and semi-official defender of the down-and-out. They also spoke regularly at Reitman’s “Hobo College,” which the good doctor had transformed into a lyceum dedicated to bringing hoboes “in contact with philosophy and psychology, with art and letters and music.” Park and Herbert Blumer even assisted Reitman in writing a sociological study of his own, an investigation of pimping entitled The Second Oldest Profession.[579] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-22.jpg][Figure 6.2: With his curious mixture of bohemianism, radical activism, and cultural entrepreneurialism, the flamboyant Dr. Ben Reitman embodied the shifting fortunes of Chicago’s main stem (ca. 1919). Abandoned at a young age by his father, a Russian Jewish immigrant peddler, Reitman grew up in the heart of Chicago’s First Ward just as it was developing into the “Hobo Capital of America.” A self-described victim of “Wanderlust,” Ben first hit the road at age twelve and continued to ride the rails even after a wealthy benefactor offered to pay his way through medical school. Although he eventually graduated and sporadically served as Chicago’s “clap doctor” and “whorehouse physician,” Reitman spent most of his early adulthood in the world of hobohemian politics, founding the Chicago branch of the International Brotherhood Welfare Association in 1907. After meeting the famed anarchist Emma Goldman the following year, Reitman left town with her, spending the next decade as her manager and lover. With the main stem already in decline by the time of his return to Chicago in 1919, Reitman once again refashioned himself, this time as the “Main Stem Dandy.” He offered lectures and tours to social workers, sociologists, writers, artists, and sightseers of all sorts, exerting immense influence in particular on the Chicago school of sociology. With his help, scholars and other commentators came to view hobohemia as primarily a world of “intellectual vagabondia,” rather than of migratory labor. (Used by permission of Ben L. Reitman Papers [BLR neg. 14], Special Collections, University Library, University of Illinois at Chicago.)]] Ben Reitman proved to be a key figure, not only in helping the Chicago school to exploit its “social laboratory” of the city, but also in shaping Chicago sociology’s urban vision. When Nels Anderson first heard Reitman lecture on the subject of homelessness, he was struck by how closely the Main Stem Dandy linked hoboes with the bohemian world of the city. “Reitman’s knowledge of hoboes,” Anderson recalled, “was restricted to their nonwork lives” on the main stem and “did not include their contribution to society as workers.” A former migratory laborer who felt quite out of place in the rarefied surroundings of the University of Chicago, Anderson was particularly sensitive to popular images of the hobo as a happy-go-lucky ne’er-do-well. Indeed, Anderson consciously modeled his book against Josiah Flynt’s investigations, which ignored seasonal labor and unemployment and emphasized instead the role of alcoholism and “Wanderlust” in the making of tramps. Burdened by the need to justify his own background and the importance of his research, Anderson presented the hobo as “one of the heroic figures of the frontier” and defined the main stem primarily as “the labor exchange for the migratory worker,” rather than as the hobo’s “playground.”[580] In contrast to the former migratory worker Nels Anderson, Robert Park, who called himself “an intellectual vagabond exploring and writing about the life of the city,” shared Reitman’s essentially cultural interpretation of the hobo, seeing him as a product of the emancipated urban environment that had given rise to intellectual vagabondia.[581] In his own essay on “The Mind of the Hobo,” Park slighted the main thrust of Anderson’s argument and characterized the homeless man instead as “a bohemian in the ranks of common labor,” a reluctant worker who possessed a fundamentally “artistic temperament.”[582] Indeed, it was Park who developed the very concept of “hobohemia” and originally wanted to use the word as the title of Anderson’s book. As it happened, the publisher rejected the plan because Sinclair Lewis had already produced both a short story “Hobohemia” and a play Hobohemia, which, like Dell’s “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum,” satirized the pretensions of GreenwichVillage (one reviewer noted that the title was the most successful feature of Lewis’s play). Anderson, in any case, made little of the connections between the “Latin Quarter” of the Near North Side and the “slave market” of West Madison Street. “The Main Stem” would have been a more appropriate title for Anderson’s study, for the geography it mapped ran from the lodging houses and employment agencies of the city to the jungles and job sites of the hinterlands.[583] Park, who considered Walt Whitman the purest embodiment of the hobo spirit, must have been a little disappointed in The Hobo. While the book provides fascinating insight into the key customs, institutions, and personalities of Chicago’s homeless district, it balks at making a broader statement about the city as a quasi-bohemian “state of mind.” Park’s student Harvey Zorbaugh later compensated for Anderson’s failure in his study of Chicago’s rooming-house “bohemia” on the Near North Side, arguing that “the bohemian way of life becomes increasingly characteristic of the city at large.”[584] In this respect, The Hobo was something of an anomaly in the 1920s, for as hobo subculture became released from the social and economic conditions of its origins, it began to take on a life of its own, encouraging others to view the hobo world, in the words of Rolf Linder, as a “non-conformist life-style” rather than as a “vagrant way of life.”[585] Emancipated from the restraints of migratory labor, the hobo was now free, in the person of Ben Reitman or even Jasper Weed in “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum,” to purify and distill the countercultural elements that life on the wageworkers’ frontier had fostered. Floyd Dell’s bohemian idler Inez recognizes as much when she implores her lover to admit that “a tramp is a tramp” regardless of his or her social position. “You call it organizing the seasonal workers,” she argues. “I call it bumming around with the kind of people you like best.”[586] In Dell’s story and in urban culture generally, hobohemia thus operates less as a distinct subcultural milieu anchored to a specific form of labor than as a free-floating spirit that permeated the city and invited all comers. As the artifacts of hobo life, such as “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum,” became increasingly alienated from the specific conditions of their production, they became the subject of a cultural contest that pitted radicals like Floyd Dell and John Dos Passos against more conservative and populist commentators. While Dell claimed leftist intellectuals and artists as the rightful inheritors of the hobo tradition, a new generation of pioneering folklorists sought to domesticate hobohemia as a proud example of vernacular subculture. These folklorists were part of a larger postwar effort to preserve those native American folkways that collectors believed to be imperiled by the standardizing forces of mass culture and the exotic subcultures of urban immigrants. As native white males, hoboes exerted particularly strong appeal. “The hobos sang true American songs,” asserted one student of hobo lore in 1925, “not the odious noises composed by thick-voiced aliens, but the simple, plaintive airs of long sentimental and heroic ballads which are as native to America as the prairie corn.”[587] Although rarely as blatantly nativist as this writer, folklorists routinely published lists of “hobo cant” and “Wobbly talk” in journals such as American Mercury, American Speech, and Dialect Notes, while Carl Sandburg included seven “hobo songs” in his 1927 American Songbag, the first commercially successful anthology of its kind. Musicians such as Jimmie Rodgers, Cliff Carlisle, and the old Wobbly Mac McClintock further popularized hobo lore by recording songs of the road for the burgeoning country music market.[588] These preservation efforts culminated in 1930 with the publication of George Milburn’s The Hobo’s Hornbook, a compendium of eighty-six folk songs and poems and a glossary of slang that firmly established the hobo’s place in the canon of American folklore. “Tramps and hoboes are the last of the ballad makers,” announces Milburn in the book’s preface. “Not in the Tennessee hills, or among the Sea Island Negroes, or in any other such arrested community is there a more vigorous balladry than that which has been flourishing for the past fifty years in America’s peripatetic underworld.” A scholar at the University of Oklahoma, Milburn had traveled within this “arrested community” for one year during 1926 and 1927, roaming about the country and keeping notebooks of the songs, stories, and vernacular he heard along the way. Making no reference to urban lodging-house neighborhoods, Milburn instead focused on the jungles as the locus of the hobo’s most authentic cultural practices. “Denied the usual diversions of the modern world,” the professor explains, hoboes turn “to devices that flourished centuries ago.” In a classic statement of what James Clifford calls “eleventh-hour ethnography,” Milburn warns that if collectors wish “to catch and embalm specimens of the American vagrant’s balladry,” then “it must be done before many years pass, because both tramps and hoboes are anachronisms bound for extinction.” Despite his account of ethnographic heroism, Milburn culled most of his materials from previously published sources: vagabond poetry, the “Hobo” News, the Industrial Worker, and especially the Little Red Songbook. His primary achievement was not to collect but rather to recode this material as instances of an anachronistic premodern folk culture.[589] Supplementing the work of professional folklorists in the postwar era were numerous picaresque hobo narratives and autobiographies, most of which, like Jim Tully’s celebrated Beggars of Life, ignored descriptions of labor and main stem life and focused instead on freight riding, jungle talk, and colorful bohemian characters consumed by wanderlust.[590] Even Nels Anderson exploited this broad appetite for hobo lore in 1930 by publishing The Milk and Honey Route: A Handbook for Hobos under the pseudonym of Dean Stiff. Disguising his authorship so well that few recognized his voice, Anderson-as-Stiff argues that “the true picture of the hobo and his life in that best of possible worlds, Hobohemia, remains to be drawn.” In contrast to the scholarly work of The Hobo, The Milk and Honey Route provides a vernacular guide to hobohemia, making little reference to work or even lodging houses, but offering abundant information on jargon, jungle life, and the tricks and techniques of begging and freight hopping. Like other hobo authors of the period, Dean Stiff celebrates the bohemian glory and unconscious purity of the hobo world, a world that would always remain closed to the “uninitiated.” “The hobo,” explains Stiff, echoing the words of Robert Park, “can and does live the life of the consummate artist without being aware of it.”[591] Even those folklorists who did maintain a focus on the hobo’s work often domesticated the meanings that hobo subculture attached to that labor. Lamenting that the wageworkers’ frontier was “now populated largely by laborers who support families, and who own automobiles, tailored clothes, and bank accounts,” one contributor to the Century in 1925 recalled the songs and stories that had once animated western bunkhouses and jungles:
Behind these plain tales could be seen the leaders of men realizing their dreams, the driving forces of industrialism, the constructive uses of finance, the whole operation of a vastly organized industrial movement, and, finally, the conquering of another empire for mankind as the grand result. The hobo laborers felt all this, if they did not express their feelings in so many words. It was a sense of being an actor in a drama, of being a human element in a great movement that was consciously directed toward some mysterious and romantic end, which made them perform heavy toil joyously, place high importance on their simple traditions and little rules of labor.[592]Through a crude sleight-of-hand, this author inverts the master narrative that would come together under the auspices of John Dos Passos and Floyd Dell. In the above passage, the triumph of corporate capitalist hegemony, rather than the failed revolutionary struggle of the Wobblies, becomes the hobo’s “great movement.” While this romance of empire, this paean to industry, is tinged with nostalgic regret for a lost world of untamed white masculinity, it nonetheless treats the new postwar political economy as the laudable achievement of hobo labor, the fruit of pioneer sacrifice. Fascinating for what they reveal about the cultural politics of memory in the New Era, the contests over the historic meanings of the hobo—the competing narratives of hobohemia’s rise and fall—take on even greater significance in the context of the Great Depression when mass homelessness infused debates about hobohemia with special urgency. The lines drawn during these early debates conditioned responses to the trauma of the 1930s, as artists, intellectuals, relief workers, government officials, and even the newly homeless themselves struggled to determine whether hobohemia was a dangerous and subversive “underworld,” a domesticated folk culture, or a starting point for a new revolutionary movement. With lodging houses, railroad yards, and jungle camps filling up once again with refugees from the wage system, demands for a “moral capitalism,” or an end to capitalism entirely, reached the ears of the nation’s political and business elites, prompting new social and economic policies designed to exorcise the specter of hobohemia. In developing federal relief, recovery, and welfare measures, the architects of the New Deal order answered the predicament posed by John Dos Passos’sVag with a figure of their own, one that President Franklin D. Roosevelt termed the “Forgotten Man.” As the nation would soon learn, the decline of hobohemia had radically changed the rules of the road. With the onset of the depression, boxcars and jungle camps now teemed with persons who found no shelter in hobohemia’s memory, for they possessed no claim to the kind of “normal American tradition” that had promised native white men the full privileges of citizenship. Just as U.S.A.’s romance of the road failed to accommodate those workers excluded from the main stem, so, too, did the New Deal’s rhetoric of the Forgotten Man recall and recover only a fraction of those traversing the nation’s landscape in the 1930s. ** 7. Forgotten Men
Fifteen years ago my public duty called me to an active part in a great national emergency, the World War ... In my calm judgement, the Nation faces today a more grave emergency than in 1917.... These unhappy times call for the building of plans that rest upon the forgotten, the unorganized but the indispensable units of economic power, for plans like those of 1917 that build from the bottom up and not from the top down, that put their faith once more in the forgotten man at the bottom of the economic pyramid ... It is high time to admit with courage that we are in the midst of an emergency at least equal to that of war. Let us mobilize to meet it. —Gov. Franklin Delano Roosevelt, “The ‘Forgotten Man’ Speech,” Albany, New York, April 7,1932[593]One month after presidential candidate Franklin Roosevelt announced his intention to mobilize the “Forgotten Man,” three hundred unemployed men from Portland, Oregon, clambered aboard a Union Pacific freight train for the first leg of a 3,000-mile journey toWashington, D.C. Like the Industrial Armies of 1894 and the Overalls Brigade of 1908, this new contingent fashioned itself as an “army” of activism, stealing rides, commandeering entire freight trains, and living off donations it collected along the way. Unlike their freight-hopping forebearers, however, these latter-day hoboes were all genuine war veterans with a special claim on the nation’s conscience. Calling themselves the Bonus Expeditionary Force (BEF), a play on the American Expeditionary Force that had been dispatched to France in 1917, the marchers sought the immediate cash payment of their “bonus,” insurance certificates that Congress had authorized in 1924 as “adjusted compensation” for service in World War I. The bonus was due to be distributed in 1945, but with the onset of the Great Depression, veterans clamored for early payment, desperate for the roughly $1,000 each claim would bring. The idea for a Bonus March did not originate in Portland. Indeed, by May 1932 demonstrations for the bonus had become commonplace in the nation’s capital, attracting large and small groups of veterans from across the country. The American Legion, the Veterans of Foreign Wars, and the Communist Party had each sent representatives to Washington in support of the bonus and had sponsored countless other petitions and local marches. Of all the various demonstrations, however, none captured the country’s imagination like the journey of the Portland BEF. These crusaders generated more headlines and inspired more veterans to join the campaign than any other group. Their success was due largely to the opposition they encountered, as private and public authorities tried in vain to disperse the marchers. The BEF first attracted national press coverage in Council Bluffs, Iowa, when railroad officials sidetracked the “petition on wheels,” much as they had done to Jack London and Kelley’s Army thirty-eight years earlier. As the police watched passively, the marchers uncoupled cars, disconnected air brakes, and occupied trains until the railroad allowed the men to continue on their way. Subsequent skirmishes and standoffs between the BEF and its adversaries drew even more attention to the marchers. Public support for the bedraggled veterans swelled to such a degree that the governors of Illinois, Indiana, Ohio, Pennsylvania, and Maryland consented to provide National Guard escorts all the way to Washington. By the time they pulled into the District of Columbia on May 29, Portland’s Bonus Marchers had become depression celebrities, flesh-and-blood Forgotten Men staking their claim on the nation’s capital. Over the next two weeks, twenty-five thousand veterans poured into Washington, creating the largest body of demonstrators the city had ever seen and sparking the most dramatic crisis of the Great Depression.[594] As veterans continued to arrive, even after the Senate overwhelmingly rejected the bonus bill on June 17, the charismatic and somewhat unstable commander of the Portland BEF, Walter W. Waters, assumed leadership of the growing Bonus Army encamped in Washington. A former army sergeant with a shadowy past, the thirty-four-year-old Waters had been plagued by unemployment and mental illness, possibly stemming from the war, ever since his discharge in 1919. “My inability to take root in fertile soil,” explainedWaters, “may have been due to the unsettling effects of theWar on me.” Breaking all family ties and even changing his name upon his return to civilian life, Waters drifted about the West, working the harvests and various other casual labor jobs until settling down in Portland in the late 1920s. At the time of the Bonus March, he had been unemployed for eighteen months, a casualty in the great battle for common labor that the Great Depression had unleashed.[595] Waters’s first order of business as “Commander-in-Chief” of the Bonus Army was to impose strict military discipline on the thousands of hungry veterans massed in Anacostia Flats and other camps around the city. Under the watchful eye of Washington’s shrewd chief of police, Pelham Glassford, Waters mustered his men into companies and regiments, created a chain of command, set up commissaries, called roll, and conducted regular inspections of the shacks and tents that the marchers called home. In re-creating regular army life as faithfully as possible, Waters hoped to combat the impression that the campers were disreputable “bums,” “tramp and hoboes” looking to feed from the public trough. But to observers like Gladwin Bland, who traveled to Washington to join the Bonus Army, the camps suggested less an army bivouac than “an immense hobo jungle.”[596] For the former Wobbly hobo, memories of hobohemian counterculture provided the best measure of the Bonus Army’s political meaning and potential. Waters and other leaders, however, rejected the comparison to hobohemia and successfully encouraged their men to adhere to the military model. As an “army,” the movement not only kept its demands narrowly focused on veterans benefits, but also offered itself as a spectacle of nationhood, one that exchanged the New Era values of individualism, domesticity, and striving for those of fraternity, camaraderie, and sacrifice. Indeed, this unemployment demonstration took the form of a Bonus March precisely because the military presented such a powerful model of masculine citizenship at a time of “great national emergency,” as FDR put it. In combining the masculine romance of the road with the soldierly ideals of war, the Bonus Army sought to strengthen the attenuated bonds of nationhood and reconsecrate the obligations and privileges of citizenship. To the real United States Army, under the command of Chief of Staff Douglas MacArthur, the demonstrators’ military pretense was an affront to legitimate government and a threat to established order. MacArthur saw the camps as “animated by the essence of revolution.” A few intelligence officers even believed that MGM Studios in Hollywood, which they referred to as a “100 per cent Jewish” organization, had financed the Bonus March with funds from the Soviet Union. President Herbert Hoover himself eventually became convinced that the Bonus Army had fallen under the influence of the Communist Party and was planning a coup d’etat in the manner of the Bolsheviks. In July the president and his advisers began to plot a strategy for reoccupying the public grounds held by the Bonus Army.[597] Despite the administration’s fears, the veterans’ movement conspicuously lacked a revolutionary consciousness, a fact noted by many leftist observers such as John Dos Passos and Gladwin Bland. “I attempted to enlighten a few of my fellow veterans as to the cause for their plight,” Bland wrote Dos Passos after his visit to Washington, “but they kind of backed away declaring: ‘Oh the hell with the Red propaganda.’ ... poor misguided devils.”[598] Dos Passos himself, who traveled to Anacostia Flats on assignment for the New Republic, thrilled at the sight of the campground but also perceived divisions in the Bonus Army similar to those that had haunted hobohemia. While communists hoped that the veterans would prove a vanguard of the working class, right-wing populists saw the Bonus Army as a sphere of white male privilege opposed to big business and radicals alike. The BEF’s analogue of war, commented Dos Passos two years after the march, had given “the powers that be the scare of their lives,” but it had also brought out “disgruntled medicine salesmen and con men with fancy colored shirts.” Might these demagogues, Dos Passos asked, eventually enlist the Bonus Army’s “Forgotten Man ... into fascist organizations where he will be used as the praetorian guard of the imperial monopolies?”[599] As Dos Passos’s concerns suggest, the cultural politics that had shaped the contest over hobohemia’s memory in the 1920s played out in flesh-and-blood on the grounds of Anacostia Flats as left-wing and right-wing factions battled for control of the movement. While communists and their allies made regular pilgrimages to the camps, right-wing populists, such as Detroit’s popular radio priest Charles E. Coughlin, also appeared, giving speeches, distributing literature, and offering donations. Coughlin’s $5,000 gift to the Bonus Army came with the stipulation that the marchers “keep clear of all communistic leaders and all communistic suggestions.”[600] Such admonitions came not only from well-wishers like Coughlin, but also from BEF officers themselves, who posted anti-radical warnings everywhere in camp, repeating them weekly in copies of the BEF News. Indeed, Police Chief Pelham Glassford had arranged Walter W. Waters’s rise to command of the BEF in return for the “elimination of radicals” in the Bonus Army.[601]Waters and his MPs proved so ruthless in their treatment of suspected “reds” that Glassford, fearing a riot, eventually had to restrain the BEF vigilantes. Dissension in the ranks precipitated a leadership crisis as rival factions created their own newspapers and chains of command. Waters himself resigned twice, only to regain his position through the aid of Glassford. He also eventually called for the dissolution of the BEF altogether. On the eve of the “Battle of Washington,” when the U.S. Army evicted the marchers from their camps, Commander Waters announced the formation of the Khaki Shirts. Supporters described the group as a permanent political organization of veterans modeled on “the Fascisti of Italy and the Nazis of Germany.”[602] The legacy of the Bonus March appeared to belong to the men with the “fancy colored shirts.” But by 1934, when Dos Passos wrote a foreword for a communist account of the Bonus Army, the writer had come to see the Forgotten Man as susceptible not only to the populism of the Right, but also to the official populism, “the rosy democratic smokescreen,” of Franklin Roosevelt.[603] A clear beneficiary of the Bonus Army crisis, the canny FDR maintained a strategic silence on the matter throughout the summer of 1932, observing events from the governor’s mansion in Albany, New York, as the crisis unfolded to the White House’s disadvantage. In a muted show of support for the president, Governor Roosevelt quietly dispatched Nels Anderson, an official in his Temporary Emergency Relief Administration, as an emissary to New York’s Bonus Army. Anderson extended the governor’s offer of jobs and free transportation to all marchers who returned home.[604] Failing in his mission, as all knew he would, Anderson predicted that dispersing the “army of occupation” would create more havoc than had its arrival.[605] He proved correct on July 28 when General Douglas MacArthur, assisted by Majors George S. Patton and Dwight D. Eisenhower, exceeded orders and drove the Bonus Army out of Washington, using tear gas, bayoneted rifles, and even several tanks (fig. 7.1). As Anacostia Flats smoldered the next morning, Roosevelt sat in bed with the New York Times and pondered the photographs, which appeared to him like “scenes from a nightmare.” The rout, the candidate understood, had sealed his election.[606] But FDR also realized that his would be the next administration to encounter such armies of protest. In keeping with the analogue of war, Roosevelt sketched plans to recruit an unemployed army of his own, one that would mobilize America’s Forgotten Men for public works and save them from the “fancy colored shirts” on the Right and the “reds” on the Left. But, as many argued at the time, while such an army might recover those white men “at the bottom of the economic pyramid,” it might also serve as a potent rival to home and family. The masculine camaraderie of camp life was a poor substitute for domesticity and the suburban ideal. Mobilizing to meet the crisis of homelessness and exorcize the specter of hobohemia would ultimately involve restoring men to home. Only when equipped with newly won purchasing power would the Forgotten Man resume his authority as both breadwinner and citizen. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-23.jpg][Figure 7.1: As a prelude to the larger assault led by General Douglas MacArthur later that day, Washington police moved on the morning of July 28, 1932, to evict Bonus Marchers from their condemned quarters on Pennsylvania Avenue. During the melees that ensued, such as the one depicted here, police shot and killed two marchers, while brick-hurling veterans seriously injured one officer. As the struggle over the flag suggests, the marchers viewed their movement as an emblem of nationhood, evoking a vision of citizenship defined in terms of fraternity, sacrifice, and masculine privilege. By demanding their “bonus,” the protesters cast their relief as an entitlement of manhood, rather than as charity. Inspired by the Bonus Army’s plight, lyricistYip Harburg composed a song in the fall of 1932 that idealized the fraternal bondings of American men at war, at work, and on the road. Whereas hoboes had sought handouts primarily from women, the refrain of Harburg’s plaintive composition emphasized the fraternal obligations of citizenship: “Brother, Can You Spare a Dime?” (Courtesy of the National Archives and Records Administration.)]] *** A New Deal for the American Homeless Three weeks after a buoyant Franklin Roosevelt rode to his inauguration with a dour-looking Herbert Hoover seated beside him, Nels Anderson supervised a one-day census of the nation’s homeless population. Extrapolating from the figures sent in by hundreds of volunteers across the country, Anderson conservatively estimated that 1.5 million Americans had spent the night in public shelters or out-of-doors. Commercial lodging houses, which remained filled to capacity throughout the Great Depression, harbored additional uncounted masses, probably numbering into the millions. Signaling the severity of the crisis, social scientists like Anderson now excluded residents of cheap hotels from the rubric of “homeless,” reserving the term for those unable to pay for shelter of any sort.[607] As in earlier depressions, private charities responded first to the problem, soliciting donations, acquiring buildings, and banding together in special committees for “Homeless and Transient Men.”[608] City and state governments soon joined these efforts, establishing public shelters for “unattached non-family men,” while granting impoverished families the courtesy of outdoor relief.[609] In cities across the country, homeless men crowded into main stem districts, where relief officials had refashioned old buildings into open dormitory wards. By 1932 Chicago was housing over twenty thousand men a day, more than the city served annually during the 1920s.[610] On West Madison Street and elsewhere, the public shelter had eclipsed the employment agency as the defining institution of the old “slave market.” In most every state, archaic settlement laws required those seeking relief to demonstrate residence, which was often defined as a period of five years.[611] Catching those who fell between the cracks of local and state relief systems became the mission of the federal Transient Program, one of the most imaginative and ambitious measures of the early New Deal. Created in May 1933 under the Federal Emergency Relief Administration (FERA), the Transient Program was largely the brainchild of those charity officials and social scientists who had long studied and addressed the problem of homelessness. In 1932 officers of the YMCA, YWCA, Salvation Army, and other groups had come together to form the National Committee on the Care of the Transient and Homeless (NCCTH). NCCTH members had sponsored well-publicized investigations, such as Nels Anderson’s census of the homeless, and had lobbied strenuously for federal action, eventually designing and administering the Transient Program itself. By 1935, when the federal government liquidated the division in favor of the massive new Works Progress Administration (WPA), the Transient Program had operated almost six hundred camps and centers around the country and provided relief to roughly 1 million individuals. For transient families, indoor relief remained “taboo,” as FERA director Harry Hopkins put it. The transient camps themselves, therefore, largely housed unattached persons with no legal settlement.[612] The intense relief efforts surrounding transients, as opposed to the “resident homeless,” stemmed not only from their anomalous legal status, but also from the extent to which they recalled hobohemia. The resident homeless, who collected in local downtown shelters, were much older, less exclusively male, and much more ethnically and racially diverse than the hoboes of old.[613] By contrast, transients, who had hit the road in response to their poverty, bore a striking resemblance to their footloose predecessors. Like hoboes, these “pioneers without a frontier,” as social workers referred to them, were overwhelmingly young, single white men migrating into and out of urban areas.[614] While most observers found the resident homeless to be in “a dull, bewildered mood, inactive and unprotesting,” relief officials sensed a restlessness among the transients, one that needed to be directed into useful pursuits, lest it get channeled into criminal or otherwise antisocial behavior.[615] Despite the relative familiarity of the transient population, the publicity campaign orchestrated by the NCCTH, a campaign that included congressional hearings and numerous journalistic exposes, gave rise to sensationalized accounts of “lady hoboes” and “wild boys” wandering the nation. As symbols of gender disorder, family breakdown, and community disintegration, women and children of the road spoke powerfully to fears of social collapse. But in terms of policy and administration, these two groups posed few special problems for relief officials. Homeless women had indeed become more visible than ever, as female wage earners faced unemployment rates even higher than those of men. But single women rarely ventured on the road, where, in the words of one Transient Program official, they were “likely to encounter both suspicion and prejudice from citizen and police alike,” not to mention violence at the hands of other transients.[616] As a consequence, unattached women comprised only i to 3 percent of the general transient population. Even so, “ladies of the road” were rife in journal, magazine, and newspaper stories through the early 1930s. Most accounts offered grotesque images of undomesticated womanhood that recalled Progressive Era condemnations of “hotel women.” “Show me a ‘lady hobo,’” wrote one commentator for Scribner’s, “and I’ll show you an angular-bodied, flint-eyed, masculine-minded travesty upon her sex.”[617] In 1934 Walter C. Reckless, who had studied under Robert Park with Nels Anderson in the 1920s, offered a particularly compelling analysis of the lady hobo crisis in an American Mercury article entitled “Why Women Become Hoboes.” Having conducted extensive investigations of homeless women and recorded in lurid detail the experiences of one “woman of the road” in particular, Reckless predicted that “one of the many social pathologies which will result from the present depression is the growth of a chronic female hobo class.” This prospect, argued Reckless, signaled a drastic restructuring of gender norms. Hobohemia had traditionally been “a man’s world,” with “accepted practices and activities” that made the homeless life “bearable, if not attractive, to men.” Women, on the other hand, historically lacked any “hobo lore and tradition” and tended to accept charity only “as members of families.” Having to invent customs of their own, lady hoboes were now becoming aggressive in their manners, using their bodies as working capital, and taking on multiple sex partners as they traveled. By making these and other “adjustments” to gender and sexual norms, concluded Reckless, women will “invade hobohemia and the jungles just as women generally have encroached upon all the other original provinces of men.”[618] While the lady hobo symbolized the depression’s assault on the “original provinces of men,” homeless children, the notorious “wild boys of the road,” provided an even grimmer index to the future of patriarchal authority. As one NCCTH member put it in 1933, transient boys “have become the answer to the photographer’s prayer and scarcely a magazine appears today without pictures of young fellows jumping freight trains, huddled in box-cars, cooking Mulligan stew in the jungle, thumbing passing automobiles and hitch-hiking across the country.”[619] As with the lady hobo, the panic over wild boys far exceeded the scope of the problem. Nels Anderson and others estimated that about 10 percent of the nation’s transient population was under twenty-one years of age. As some pointed out, only a small fraction of those labeled as transient “children” were under sixteen, and the vast majority were between the ages of eighteen and twenty-one.[620] In fact, the age distribution of depression-era transients virtually mirrored that of earlier homeless populations that had congregated in urban “slave markets” around the country. “We built up the West with boy transients,” testified Nels Anderson before Congress in 1933, “and never worried about them until the last two or three years.”[621] “A compound of sentiment and propaganda,” concurred another Transient Program authority, had elevated “road kids” into an object of popular fascination and horror.[622] The media brimmed with portraits of wandering youth, such as William Wellman’s hit movie of 1933, Wild Boys of the Road. Such accounts proved so powerful that they even received blame for inciting boy transiency.[623] The most important effect of the wild boy panic, however, was to generate a groundswell of support for theTransient Program under FERA. The folklore of lady hoboes and wild boys emphasized the innocence and vulnerability of the homeless and the need to save them from the corruptions of the hobo underworld. Just as Gilded Age labor newspapers never tired of distinguishing their “honest workingmen” from “common tramps,” so, too, did depression-era journals and magazines heap commendation upon the “new homeless” through favorable comparisons with old-guard “hobohemians.” While the late-nineteenth-century working class used the language of “producerism” to legitimate the tramping unemployed, 1930s relief officials referred to their clientele as “white collar” and “middle class,” terms that signified respectability in the early twentieth century. In San Francisco a “Who’s Who in the Breadline,” put out by the city’s main charity bureau, contended that “the old-time ‘hobo,’ ‘stiff,’ and ‘bum’” was “almost lost in the crowd” of engineers, dentists, draftsmen, and other professionals. Social workers contrasted the industry and domesticity of the new homeless with the antisocial and anti-family attitudes of the hobo. “The ‘jungle’—the retreat of the oldtime hobo and tramp—receives but slight attention from the homeless men of today,” asserted one student of the “new poor” in 1933. “They are generally wanderers in search of a job and ‘a new opportunity’ [and] ... carry over to a large extent the attitudes and sentiments which governed them at home.”[624] Firsthand narratives of homelessness also replicated old formulas, depicting the descent into homelessness as a progressive loss of identity and a reversion to “savagery.” Writing for the Forum in 1933 after two unemployed years on the road, for example, Frank Bunce narrated his expulsion from white-collar work and middle-class respectability into the world of flophouses, boxcars, and jungle camps. “I have lost loyalties to my country, to God, to mankind,” declared Bunce at the end of his tale. “Having lived like an animal,” he explained, “I am taking on the ethics of an animal; ... I have become, in short, a public menace.”[625] Two years later Tom Kromer produced an even bleaker portrait of homelessness, stringing together episodes of aimless drifting through bread lines, jail cells, boxcars, and even the bed of a gay man who offered food and shelter in exchange for sex. Providing no place-names nor any specific temporal frame, Kromer’s Waiting for Nothing represents homelessness as a state of utter alienation:
People I have known, I remember no more. They are gone. They are out of my life. I cannot remember them at all. Even my family, my mother, is dimmed by the strings of drags with their strings of cars that are always with me in my mind through the long, cold nights. Whatever is gone before is gone. I lie here and I think, and I know that whatever is before is the same as that which is gone. My life is spent before it is started.[626]To relief officials, the dangers of homelessness lay not only in the profound disaffiliation described by Kromer but also in the possible reaffiliation of formerly respectable men with hobo subculture. In the nomenclature of depression-era relief, the terms “hobo” and “hobohemian” were reserved for those who had launched their homeless careers before 1930, “when bumming,” as one seasoned vagabond reportedly put it, “was still a profession.”[627] Social workers viewed these men as recruiting agents for the road, masters who taught their apprentices how to adjust to the homeless life. In 1934 Ellen Potter, chair of the NCCTH and director of theTransient Program, estimated that the “chronic hobo” type composed 10 percent of the total transient population, the rest being “average normal individuals.” But, she warned, “if we do not handle this situation wisely and constructively, we run the risk of developing a nomadic tribe, irresponsible in its habits of life, subsisting ultimately as parasites upon society and potentially a dangerous group, contaminated, as it is bound to be, by the ‘chronics.’”[628] Chicago school sociologists Edwin H. Sutherland and Harvey J. Locke likewise divided the homeless population into two “distinct cultural groups,” which they labeled the “Hobohemians” and the “non-Hobohemians.” Hobohemians, the sociologists explained, reject “conventional standards” and institutions and feel at home in the flophouses of the main stem. Non-Hobohemians, on the other hand, “hold more traditional or conventional views of religion, home, and country Their economic philosophy is essentially that of the business man.” Over time, Sutherland and Locke contended, the distinctions between these two groups diminished until the non-Hobohemians collapsed fully into Hobohemia, augmenting the power of a dangerous subculture.[629] Wild boys magnified this threat even further, for they seemed even more impressionable than adults. “The least tangible but perhaps the most devastating hazard that roving boys encounter,” contended Chicago sociologist A. Wayne McMillen in 1932, “is the infectious attitude of the seasoned hobo.” “‘Getting by’ becomes a game. The danger is that it may become a habit.”[630] Other commentators on “wandering youth” defined hobohemia as both politically and sexually deviant:
The tramping boys frequent the jungles and there witness and frequently participate in the abnormal life that goes on in almost all of these jungle camps. The adult migrant is homeless, jobless, and womanless. Being homeless he has no stake or interest in normal life. He frequently scoffs at those ideals that society values. Being jobless he lives the best he may. He derides honesty, hard steady work, and sobriety. He advocates the most extreme “isms.” He laughs at law and order. The boy in the jungle is subjected to this. Being womanless the adult migrant resorts to illicit relations and perversions.[631]To shield boys from such perversions and loosen the grip of hobohemia on the new homeless, New Dealers curtailed transiency by establishing relief camps that substituted military-style camaraderie for the illicit fraternity of the road. Harnessing the entropic energy of hobo life to the great national purposes of forest conservation and public works, both the Transient Program and the more celebrated and longer-lived Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) established a network of rural camps across the country that attracted millions of marginal men. As President Roosevelt’s earliest and favorite relief program, the CCC recruited over a half-million young men between the ages of sixteen and twenty-five in its first two years alone, offering a powerful symbol of recovery and hope to the nation. While the War Department actually oversaw the CCC, it also supplied surplus land, buildings, and materials to the Transient Program. Transient camps never achieved the same level of regimentation and paramilitary discipline as “Roosevelt’s Tree Army,” but the analogue of war animated the program nonetheless, as transients adhered to a regular schedule of work, meals, and lights-out in rough communal barracks.[632] As official alternatives to the road, transient and CCC camps not only shielded floaters from hobohemia, but also contained the resurgent Bonus Armies that formed each spring. In May 1933 President Roosevelt signed an executive order allowing twenty-five thousand veterans, regardless of age, to enroll in the CCC, giving preference to those three thousand or so massed in Washington for a reprise of the Bonus March. Although he repeatedly vetoed bonus legislation for reasons of government economy, the president guaranteed all arriving veterans placement in rural relief camps. Communist organizers warned the marchers to “keep away from the CCC camps,” seeing them as “the forerunner of fascism.” But most demonstrators eagerly accepted the offer, enrolling either in theTransient Program or the CCC. By 1936 roughly fourteen thousand Bonus Marchers and tens of thousands of other veterans had joined the New Deal’s army of relief.[633] Much as the IWW had created a folklore of white masculinity to bind its revolutionary community of hoboes, so, too, did the transient and CCC camps promote their programs of nationalist recovery through a rhetoric and an iconography of virile white manhood (fig. 7.2). As Holly Allen remarks, race and gender myths were central to the ideological mission of the CCC. Like the Transient Program, the “Tree Army” was meant not only to provide relief but also “to model a particular vision of citizenship and national community.”[634] This vision suggested that America could recover from its “great national emergency” only by restoring white men to their traditional positions of authority. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-24.jpg][Figure 7.2: Drawing upon frontier myth, both the Transient Program and the Civilian Conservation Corps depicted their rural camps as zones of regeneration for defeated white men. Like theWest ofWobbly folklore, relief camps promised to toughen and “bronze” their workers like Indians, allowing them to recover their virility through the rough camaraderie of outdoor labor. Promotional materials such as this photograph, taken ca. 1935 by Wilifred J. Mead, emphasized bulging muscles and suntans as salubrious by-products of the camps’ restorative regimens. “The slogan of the Civilian Conservation Corps is ‘We can take it!’” read Mead’s accompanying text. “Building strong bodies is a major CCC objective.” While such an emphasis on restoring the white male body provided hope for national recovery, it also discriminated against women and nonwhites (despite the official ban on racial discrimination in the CCC’s charter). Furthermore, these programs proved a little too attractive to some men of the road who preferred the camaraderie of the camps to the settled bonds of home and family. (Courtesy of the National Archives and Records Administration.)]] This strategy succeeded not only in calming the sense of crisis and deflecting the challenge of the Bonus Army, but also in reducing the actual numbers of men on the road. By relying so heavily on camp camaraderie as a metaphor for national recovery and regeneration, however, the Transient Program, like the Bonus Army before it, could not avoid comparisons with hobohemia. Indeed, a few boosters of the program, ignorant of the new vocabulary of relief that defined the “hobo” negatively, actually promoted the analogue of hobohemia, viewing the subculture positively in the vernacular terms of popular folklore. The director of Camp Greenhaven in New York, for example, boasted to a reporter for the Survey Graphic that his men had built “a jungle right on the camp property ... complete with tin cans and gunny sacks, in the best tradition of the road.” “The men hang out in it as a sort of a ‘club-house,’” the director explained. “Some of them wash their clothes there. I’m told too that it has its uses for sobering up purposes.” The article’s accompanying photographs of men bathing by a stream attested to the jungles’ popularity and emphasized transients’ resemblance to hoboes.[635] Sanctioning, it would seem, the institution of the jungles, the Transient Program encountered contradictions similar to those that had hampered the philanthropic hotel movement a generation earlier. Like the Mills Hotel, Camp Greenhaven threatened to promote the very subcultural practices it was meant to suppress. One former transient writing for the Saturday Evening Post called his camp “a glorified jungle where a great many men accustomed to travel at no expense to themselves were invited to settle down for a spell at the expense of the Government.” Others worried that “the abnormal regimented life” of the camps would make readjustment to “normal living” impossible. Several experts also feared that the camps were harboring sexual “perversions” similar to those that ruled in the hobo jungles.[636] As the concern about sexual deviancy suggests, the very success of the Transient Program had refocused attention on the broader problems of gender and domesticity historically denoted by the term “homelessness.” Looking back on the early years of the depression from the vantage of 1936, Edwin H. Sutherland and Harvey J. Locke saw clearly that the plight of the new homeless involved far more than shelter. “Without family life and satisfying female companionship,” they explained, “single men had no incentive to labor, to save, to live a normal life; instead they became nomadic and self-sufficient.”[637] While providing shelter and sustenance, transient camps also appeared to perpetuate and legitimate lodging practices that separated homeless men from family and community life. With the benefit of hindsight, one Transient Program official described in 1937 why the division had to be liquidated in favor of the WPA. Camp life, she explained, encouraged a “false” sense of community among the men and “tended to make a cult out of transiency.” It “removed the transient from all possible contact with private employment, from normal society, and from contact with women and normal family relationships and sent him into the segregated, adolescent barrack life of an isolated camp.”[638] As the program came to a sudden close in 1935, Harry Hopkins suggested that the transient camps had proven too successful in pulling men from the road. “It was the men who became so well adjusted to the secure, if limited, life of the transient camp,” Hopkins explained, “who hoped, like certain soldiers, that the war would never end.”[639] Ending the analogue of war meant shifting the business of relief from FERA and the Transient Program to the WPA. By offering work relief to heads of households, theWPA elevated family breadwinning over militarystyle collectivism as a model of masculine citizenship. The WPA answered the depression’s crisis of nationhood and gender—the plight of the Forgotten Man—not by massing him into an army, but by reaffirming his patriarchal authority and individual purchasing power. Like the CCC, which remained in place as a source of military socialization for the young, the WPA discriminated against women, African Americans, and eventually “aliens,” both in its relief policies and its celebrated iconography. The WPA’s “family provider” stood as a countervailing force to the CCC’s “youth citizen-soldier.” Thoroughly imbued with white racial and masculine gender ideals, both figures served as key symbols of national recovery during the Great Depression.[640] While the military organization of the CCC unexpectedly prepared America, especially the army, for the fighting war that was to come, the family breadwinning model of theWPA framed FDR’s entire second New Deal. The housing, labor, pension, family welfare, and unemployment compensation provisions that emerged after 1934 signaled the birth of a whole new political economy, one that eventually was to settle, once and for all, America’s homeless army. Until then, while the nation remained in the depression’s grip, the road continued to receive new groups of migrants who challenged the old folklores of homelessness and narratives of hobohemia. *** Folklores of Homelessness The easing of the homelessness crisis and the dissolution of the Transient Program paved the way for a popular revival of hobo folklore at middecade. During the early 1930s, when Bonus Marchers, lady hoboes, and wild boys claimed the road, the hobo remained largely absent from popular culture, except as a menacing figure who lured unsuspecting transients into his lair. One prominent attempt to celebrate the open road, Lewis Milestone’s 1933 musical Hallelujah, I’m a Bum, failed at the box office, as audiences were not yet ready to cheer Al Jolson’s depiction of a happy-go-lucky hobo named Bumper.[641] By 1935, however, the road was once again clear, capable of accommodating the various romances that Americans had attached to it since the 1890s. Writers and poets again extolled the exhilarations of hobo life, exchanging the pretenses of civilization for the authenticity of the road.[642] Old main stem activists offered walking tours of lodging house districts and reissued the “Hobo” News as a tabloid of jokes, lore, and verse.[643] The small town of Britt, Iowa, which in 1900 had celebrated the comic tramp with a much-publicized and controversial “hobo convention,” revived the event as an annual folk festival featuring campfire songs and a re-created hobo jungle.[644] Other organizations, such as the Rambling Hobo Fellowship of America and the Hoboes of America, Incorporated, held rival conventions that coupled “entertaining hobo high jinks” with the serious business of electing a “Hobo King.” “There are more pretenders to this uneasy throne than in a Balkan state,” remarked entertainment columnist WalterWinchell.[645]The sight of old friends coming out of retirement to vie for the crown embarrassed even Ben Reitman, though he knew a successful claim could bring endorsement offers, book contracts, and even parts in Hollywood movies.[646] More serious folk collectors also reemerged to gather the familiar artifacts of hobo subculture. In 1938 the WPA’s Federal Writers’ Project sponsored a field study of “hobo lore” that recorded jungle songs as “documents of human experience.”[647] The hobo vogue reached such heights that it even proved worthy of satire. In 1941 filmmaker Preston Sturges went against the grain of the popular folk idiom with Sullivan’s Travels, a movie that lampooned the revival of tramp ethnography. In the film John Sullivan, a well-meaning but naive Hollywood movie director who specializes in light comedies, takes to the road in a quest to become a serious filmmaker. Instead of discovering a “folk” there, he finds masses of chillingly silent and disaffiliated men, homeless persons, not hoboes. Indeed, the only joy he encounters is in an African American church, where he gathers with other chain-gang prisoners not to worship and sing, but to laugh at a Mickey Mouse cartoon. The poor and the marginal, Sullivan learns, are bereft of any life-sustaining folk culture or redeeming authenticity. Rather, it is only mass-produced entertainment, the very kind in which Sullivan himself specializes, that soothes the pain of poverty and allows the down-and-out to realize their full humanity.[648] In valorizing the therapeutic power of mass culture, Sullivan’s Travels critiqued not only popular romances of the road, but also the larger folk revival of the late 1930s. With the individualistic and consumerist values of the New Era discredited by economic collapse, many Americans turned to “populist outsiders” as sources of inspiration, elevating previously disreputable figures such as outlaws, prisoners, and sharecroppers into folk heroes.[649] Offering a view of America from the bottom up, the resurgent hobo fit the profile of the populist outsider perfectly. In depression folklore, the hobo lacked the ideological sophistication of his Wobbly forebearers. But, unlike the homeless in Sullivan’s Travels, this folk hero retained a natural integrity, independence, resourcefulness, and generosity that allowed him to endure his poverty with strength and good humor. The blurb of one popular hobo memoir published in 1937 stressed the author’s unschooled authenticity and irrepressible optimism. “His narrative is simple and direct,” the notice explained; “there are no barriers between him and his reader. And although he deals with some unsavory experiences, his outlook remains fundamentally healthy and reveals his native integrity.”[650] Less subtle was “Hobo King” Jeff Davis’s declaration in his Hobo News Review: “Let’s ‘Grab dat Rattler’—OLD MAN DEPRESSION—And ‘Deck ’em till he’s ‘Ditched’—‘Boil up a Mulligan’ of PEP, COURAGE, and HOPE!”[651] Sounding like a severely declasse version of the president himself, this Hobo King, who, in fact, lived with his wife and children in Ohio, indulged in the “official” populist rhetoric of the New Deal. This rhetoric assured Americans that the only thing to fear was fear, that “with confidence and faith, adversity could be conquered.”[652] But the plain-speaking hobo did not always parrot mainstream prescriptions for recovery. In some cases, depression-era folklore revived the romance of the road as an alternative to FDR’s family breadwinning ideal. A few even invoked old Wobbly myths in denouncing domesticity as a curse upon freewheeling men. In Frank Capra’s Meet John Doe, a film that both exploits and critiques the populist rhetoric of the Forgotten Man, a hard-bitten hobo known as the Colonel, played byWalter Brennan, presents a vision of the world reminiscent of Joe Hill. The Colonel’s unemployed traveling companion, Long John Willoughby (Gary Cooper), plays the part of the Forgotten Man when an unscrupulous newspaper columnist (Barbara Stanwyck) offers him money to pose as “John Doe,” a “disgruntled American citizen,” for a publicity stunt. Rather than suggest the immorality of the fraud, the Colonel rails against Long John’s “living wage” bargain, warning his fellow traveler of the consumerist peonage that awaits him:
I’ve seen guys like you go under before. Guys that never had a worry. Then they got a hold of some dough and went goofy The first thing that happens to a guy like that is he starts wanting to go into restaurants and sit down at a table and eat salads and cupcakes and tea. Boy, what that kind of food does to your system!The next thing the dope wants is a room. Yes sir, a room with steam heat and curtains and rugs and before you know it, he’s all softened up and he can’t sleep unless he has a bed ... I’ve seen plenty of fellas start out with fifty bucks and wind up with a bank account! ... And let me tell you, Long John, when you become a guy with a bank account, they got you. Yes, they got you.[653]Early New Deal relief officials would have viewed the Colonel as a dangerous example of hobohemia’s influence upon the new homeless. But in Meet John Doe, it is Long John’s resistance to the Colonel’s message that sparks the mischief. Indeed, the Colonel’s rejection of domestic conventions and his deep suspicion of salesmen, politicians, business leaders, relief workers, and public relations specialists appear well placed. The sinister force at work in the film is not hobohemia, but a fascist media baron named Norton who hitches his own dictatorial ambitions to the rising star of John Doe. The newspaper magnate sponsors a network of “John Doe Clubs,” a seemingly innocuous association of middle-American men and women who affirm the common values of the Forgotten Man. But the John Doe Clubs are a front group for fascism, launching a populist third-party movement with which Norton hopes to capture the White House and rule America with “an iron hand.” Critiquing both the right-wing populism of the “mob” and the liberal populism of the New Deal, Meet John Doe, in its final version, also refuses to sanction the Colonel’s bleak countercultural vision. Shortly before the movie’s release, director Frank Capra removed an original ending that returned the Colonel to the film to cradle a dying Long John after his suicidal leap from city hall. In place of this ending, Capra inserted a happier one in which Long John and his chastened followers walk away from the John Doe charade, daring Norton to “try and lick” “the people.” Despite its dark warnings about the fascist tendencies of the Forgotten Man and the hegemonic power of mass culture, Meet John Doe ultimately keeps the Colonel at bay, allowing Long John to get the girl (Stanwyck, of course) and the people to be redeemed.[654] While Hollywood could not bring itself to endorse the Colonel’s romance of masculine freedom, neither could the political Left. In the 1930s the Left achieved enormous cultural influence, largely through the work of the writers, intellectuals, and artists associated with the Popular Front. A broad-based social movement that united communists with a larger group of independent labor, civil rights, and anti-fascist activists, the Popular Front drew inspiration from a variety of depression-era folk figures in an attempt to reimagine America as a racially and ethnically diverse cooperative commonwealth, “a nation of nations.” Popular Front activists joined the rhetorical struggle over “the people,” contesting right-wing and New Deal depictions of the Forgotten Man with a gallery of populist outsiders ranging from single wage-earning women and urban immigrants to black sharecroppers and Mexican migrants. Perhaps not surprisingly, the hobo failed to take a prominent place in this gallery of the “cultural front,” either as an icon of “the people” or as a starting point for social activism.[655] Even the communist-sponsored Unemployed Councils, which represented the party’s earliest attempt to reach out to non-communist activists, made little use of hobohemia, the main stem, or Wobbly folklore in their demonstrations. The Unemployed Councils took root almost exclusively in stable working-class neighborhoods, building their community networks through fraternal lodges, churches, and other ethnic-, racial-, and language-based organizations. Indeed, many members were housewives who mobilized to stop evictions, an issue that concerned few committed hobohemians.[656] Similarly, the old-stock native whites who had formed the rank and file of hobohemia found themselves vastly outnumbered in the militant unions of the Congress of Industrial Organizations (CIO). The masses of workers swept up by the CIO in the late 1930s and early 1940s were overwhelmingly urban ethnics and African Americans who a generation or two earlier would have found themselves in the agricultural peripheries of Europe and the American South. Even the much-publicized efforts to organize migratory workers in California primarily involved Asian and Mexican workers, rather than the “bindle stiffs” who had once roamed the Golden State.[657] Given the multiracial, multiethnic, and even gender-inclusive nature of the movement, it is perhaps not surprising that the hobo, shrouded as he was in myths of native white manhood, enjoyed so little currency as a representative of “the people” in Popular Front culture. The folklore of the hobo jungles, like those of the Bonus Army and CCC camps, rested on racial and gender exclusions that seemed to tilt ominously toward fascism. Nevertheless, just as theWobbly romance of male virility and violent struggle persisted in the rhetoric and iconography of the CIO, so, too, did the hobo endure as a powerful symbol of both dispossession and political awakening.[658] As such, he could not simply be expunged from the gallery of labor icons. Instead, he had to be modified, cleansed of his latent racist and nativist associations, in order to remain vital in the age of the Popular Front. The most celebrated and successful effort to adapt hobo folklore to the “pan-ethnic Americanism” of the Popular Front came in the work of Woody Guthrie, a radical writer, singer, and activist who became a radio celebrity in the late 1930s.[659] Like the Wobbly ballads of old, Guthrie’s songs and stories recounted both the deprivations and the glories of the road, ultimately embracing the boxcar, the jungles, and the flophouse as the gathering fields of revolution. In Bound for Glory, his anthemic autobiography of 1943, Guthrie recalls earlier working-class narratives of tramping that depicted the experience of homelessness as an epiphany. “There is a stage of hard luck that turns into fun,” Guthrie explains while describing a rainy night in a California freight yard, “and a stage of poverty that turns into pride, and a place in laughing that turns into fight.” To Guthrie, the road was a school in “fight,” in socialism and labor activism, offering an authentic community and fellowship that was inaccessible to those “hemmed up” in suburban homes and “walled in” inside downtown office buildings.[660] But while Bound for Gloryposits the rough and unstable camaraderie of the boxcar as a microcosm of the American working class, it emphatically insists on a racially inclusive vision of “the people.” Indeed, the book’s opening sentence redefines the road as a multiracial domain: “I could see men of all colors bouncing along in the boxcar.” His description of the men “piled around on each other” amounts to a catalog of occupations, ethnicities, nationalities, and races, each in tension with one another but subjected to the same conditions. With “race pushing against race” on the crowded train, Guthrie emphasizes the common battle “against the wind and the rain,” metaphors for the depression and fascism, that ultimately must draw the men together. The coupling of Guthrie and his black traveling companion provides a model for such interracial solidarity. Another racially utopian moment occurs along the main stem of Los Angeles when Guthrie and a gang of other down-and-out men fight off a jingoistic mob of “native-borned American citizens” threatening “to beat the hell out of all the Japs” in town.[661] Unlike John Dos Passos’s U.S.A., which extinguishes its revolutionary romance in a self-defeating white supremacy, Guthrie’s book maintains a faith in the road’s ability to accommodate ethnic and racial difference and to lead America toward a glorious victory against international fascism. While Guthrie opens and closes his autobiography with vignettes of a freight train that is “bound for glory,” his narrative actually centers around the disintegration of his drifting family and the stream of migrants he meets when he strikes out on his own for California. The social context of Guthrie’s account is not so much the movement of single male transients, but rather the mass migrations of the late 1930s that moved hundreds of thousands of agricultural families to the West Coast. In the migrant family’s struggle to stay together, forge new communal bonds, and discover the larger meaning of their “hard traveling,” Guthrie finds a symbol of revolutionary collectivism as powerful as that of the boxcar. On the road near Redding, California, Guthrie encounters a vast “jungle camp” filled not with hoboes, but with thousands of men, women, and children living “as close to nature, and as far from everything natural, as human beings can.”The song of these jungles is a far cry from the rollicking celebration of the freight train. Indeed, this song emanates from two young sisters who sing and play the guitar with such “clear and honest” beauty that the entire camp sits quietly enraptured. For these migrants, redemption comes not from a “Hollywood put-on” or a rugged romance of struggle, but from the folk wisdom of an uprooted people.[662] In placing his own narrative in the context of the drifting southwestern families of the late 1930s, Guthrie contributed to a new folklore of homelessness that, like that of the hobo, had its conservative as well as radical uses. While Guthrie frequently noted the presence of African American, Mexican, Chinese, and Japanese migrants on the road, John Steinbeck and many other narrators of the emerging “grapes of wrath” story focused exclusively on the “American exodus” of “Okies,” white Protestants from southern plains states. Displaced by drought, mechanization, farm foreclosure, and declining agricultural prices (causes often subsumed under the legend of the Dust Bowl), Okies seemed to domesticate the very experience of homelessness both in their “plain-folk Americanism” and their common gender arrangements.[663] Unlike lady hoboes and wild boys, migrant families posed serious problems of relief but elicited none of the panic that had accompanied the transient crisis. Indeed, most officials did not even consider migrant families to be homeless at all. Because generations of charity workers had defined homelessness almost exclusively in terms of unbound masculinity (or travestied femininity), FERA administrators did not at first even consider procedures for transient family groups. When displaced families poured into registration centers in the West and elsewhere, program officials quickly evaluated these transients as “normal in purpose and attitude,” supplied them with outdoor relief, and arranged for their transportation back home, not bothering to administer any of the program’s prophylactic or rehabilitative measures.[664] Eventually, government officials even refused to label these homeless families “transients,” a term tainted by its association with relief camps. Instead, these families became “migrants,” a word that signaled the almost relaxed acceptance with which New Dealers met the continental shifting of populations toward the end of the decade.[665] “Migrants,” asserted one former Transient Program administrator in a revisionist article of 1937, demonstrate that “mobility in itself is a desirable and necessary phenomenon if our present day economy is to function smoothly and efficiently”[666] Drifting families eased concerns about rampant mobility because they seemed to retain the habits and values of home life even if their only shelter was a canvas tent or the steel frame of a Ford. They did not indulge in romances of the road, and therefore failed to raise the specter of hobohemia. Indeed, they appeared to reaffirm traditional family structure, as well as the resolute nobility of whiteness, in the face of enormous adversity. As a populist symbol of beset nationhood, the Okie exodus came to rival, or rather complement, the plight of the Forgotten Man. Indeed, no single image from the Great Depression is more recognizable or enduring than Dorothea Lange’s “Migrant Mother,” a photograph of a desperately poor woman and her children stranded in California in 1936 (fig. 7.3). As one of the period’s many “icons of motherhood,” Lange’s portrait offers a certain reassurance to the viewer, despite the pitiful condition it records. Unlike the dynamic images of Wobbly romance, which depict the hobo as a vanguard figure leading society toward a new dawn, the “Migrant Mother” refuses such narratives, appearing timeless in her maternity. Amidst the crisis of dispossession and displacement, such “madonnas of the fields” provided symbols of stability and tradition, promising, as does Ma Joad at the end of Darryl Zanuck’s movie Grapes of Wrath, that “the people” “will go on forever.”[667] [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-25.png][Figure 7.3: Taken shortly after she encountered the Mexican family with tire trouble (see fig. 6.1),Dorothea Lange’s “Migrant Mother” has transcended the particular circumstances of its creation to become the most famous documentary image from the Great Depression. On a rainy afternoon in March 1936, Lange paid a ten-minute visit to a fetid pea-pickers’ camp in San Luis Obispo, California, looking to capture the plight of unemployed agricultural workers. “I saw and approached the hungry and desperate mother, as if drawn by a magnet,” recalled Lange. That mother, a thirty-two-year-old widow named Florence Thompson, posed for six photographs in her makeshift lean-to, the last of which became the “Migrant Mother.” Even as it recorded a fatherless family on the brink of collapse, the “Migrant Mother” provided a reassuring image of endurance in the face of adversity. The photograph joined numerous other “icons of motherhood” that collectively quelled fears of female homelessness in the late 1930s. In contrast to popular images of swaggering “hobohemians,” emancipated “lady hoboes,” and roving “wild boys,” the “Migrant Mother” resisted the connotations of homelessness, appearing static and almost timeless in her maternity. (Courtesy of the U.S. Farm Security Administration Collection, Library of Congress.)]] The iconography of migrant motherhood proved so compelling that it eclipsed earlier depictions of aggressive lady hoboes who encroached upon the “original provinces of men.” Even Ben Reitman’s scandalous “autobiography” of “Boxcar Bertha,” an apocryphal account of female homelessness that exploited the lady hobo panic of the early depression, fell under the domesticating influence of the Migrant Mother. Published in 1937, Reitman’s narrative of a former Wobbly “rebel girl” reads at first like a feminist account of political awakening and liberation. Then, toward the end of the book, Bertha suddenly and inexplicably departs her career as “a hobo, a radical, a prostitute, a thief, a reformer, a social worker, and a revolutionist.” Bertha instead embraces motherhood, her maternal instincts prevailing over both her wanderlust and her politics:
I had been trying to escape my own natural need to be responsible for someone, to live for someone else, some special individual person who belonged peculiarly to myself. For years I had told myself that I didn’t want to be tied down, that I wanted to keep myself free to help others, to uplift the vast mass of struggling humanity. And I knew now that I had been rationalizing my need to be a mother, dissipating it over the face of the earth when its primary satisfaction lay within reach of my own arms.[668]While such pro-natalist myths helped to quell the cultural crisis of homelessness in the late 1930s, the Migrant Mother did not simply signal a return to old-fashioned family values. By placing mothers at its center, the new folklore of homelessness celebrated women’s strength and resolve, not as “rebel girls” or wage earners, but as family protectors. Of course, the absence of breadwinning fatherhood from this folklore was precisely what endowed migrant motherhood with such symbolic power. The very image of the Migrant Mother demanded the return of the family provider or, in his absence, the granting of “welfare” to his dependents. But while certainly “pitied” as dependents, and therefore shackled to their domestic roles, women nonetheless completed the figurative family circle by providing strong companionship to their “entitled” men.[669] The “comradely ideal” that informed public representations of men and women during the depression also structured the coupling of Forgotten Men and Migrant Mothers as symbols of recovery and recipients of New Deal largesse.[670] Domesticating these two uprooted figures did not mean replanting them in the eroded soil of rural America or massing them in congregate camps. Rather, it entailed restoring the suburban ideal to the center of American family life and revitalizing the nation through broad-based homeownership. While the plights of the Forgotten Man and the Migrant Mother provided myths of family and national restoration, more formal sociological accounts of family collapse and recovery also emerged to sanction the suburban ideal. Several studies of family life in the 1930s stressed the importance of both flexibility and tradition in maintaining the home amidst economic crisis. In 1936 Robert Cooley Angell found that highly modern urban families who made their homes in apartments were too “loosely knit” and “individualistic” and thus quickly succumbed to the entropic forces of the depression. While urban families fell victim to the “hotel spirit,” rural farm families adhered too rigidly to tradition, maintaining patriarchal authority at the expense of women’s contributions. “The husband who will not let his capable wife share in family control because he feels it is his role to be the sole leader,” writes Angell, spells the doom of the home. The nation’s best hope, Angell concludes, are the “highly integrated, highly adaptable” families “found among the thoroughly Americanized elements of the middle class, particularly in smaller cities.”[671] By nurturing companionate marriages and a modern nuclear family life, Americans could stem the disintegrating forces of the depression. As in earlier periods, a broadly defined crisis of homelessness inspired numerous blueprints for reengineering the American home. Urban planners and housing activists like Lewis Mumford and Catherine Bauer campaigned for a wide range of residential forms, from independent cooperative apartment buildings to federally supported noncommercial housing units of all sorts. But just as the hotel experiments of Charlotte Perkins Gilman and Upton Sinclair provided little check against the rising suburban ideal, so did alternative urban plans fail to divert the New Deal from its core focus in housing, which was to subsidize the mass suburbanization of America.[672] From the Resettlement Administration’s Greenbelt program to the Home Owners Loan Corporation (HOLC) and the Federal Housing Administration (FHA), New Deal housing initiatives expressed an unwavering commitment to suburbia as the nation’s dominant residential form. As vehicles of economic recovery, the HOLC and the FHA saved nearly a million mortgages from foreclosure and resuscitated a moribund building industry by insuring long-term low-interest loans for suburban homes. The same federal planning, building, and lending guidelines that underwrote suburban growth also defined old main stem neighborhoods as “blighted” districts in need of wholesale redevelopment. By the end of World War II, when demobilization and a tight housing market raised once again the specter of hobohemia, an entirely new financial apparatus was now in place to make the suburban ideal a reality for the majority of American families.[673] The Great Depression, which began by sending millions to lodging houses, jungle camps, and public shelters, ended by confirming hobohemia’s demise and recommitting the nation to the suburban domestic ideal. But the road from relief camp to suburban subdivision was long and twisted. Indeed, the Great Depression ended not with the analogue of war, but with war itself, as America mobilized to fight in Europe and the Far East. Forgotten Men suddenly found themselves back in the rough life of the barracks, while Migrant Mothers took their places on production lines and in office pools. Public shelters emptied, but the “congregate form of living” became the norm for millions of American men and women who, like Woody Guthrie’s boxcar companions, made their way to defense-related jobs. Lodging houses brimmed with young workers, and hotel districts once again became centers of a vibrant commercial life. Unlike with the Bonus Army, the demobilization of soldiers and sailors after World War II would entail far more than awarding veterans a postdated check for services rendered in war. Rather, it would mean legislatively vouchsafing to returning GIs to the kind of homes promised by the family breadwinning model of the second New Deal. After the war, the New Deal constituency would leave behind the urban “congregate form of living” and head for the suburbs. Meanwhile, memories of the road would survive only in the imaginations of men still at war with their own domesticity.
“But hey, look down there in the night thar, hup, hup, a buncha old bums by a fire by the rail, damn me.” He almost slowed down. “You see, I never know whether my father’s there or not.” There were some figures by the tracks, reeling, in front of a woodfire. “I never know whether to ask. He might be anywhere.”We drove on. Somewhere behind us or in front of us in the huge night his father lay drunk under a bush, and no doubt about it—spittle on his chin, water on his pants, molasses in his ears, scabs on his nose, maybe blood in his hair and the moon shining down on him.[728]In the father’s irreparably damaged condition, Kerouac condenses the fate of independent white manhood in postwar America, leaving “no doubt” as to Sal and Dean’s irretrievable loss. But the father’s demise also allows for a new birth of freedom, a new romance that old hobohemian codes had forbidden. With hobohemia all but buried and white men under the sway of suburban domesticity, Sal and Dean exchange their romance of the road for a romance of the racial Other. Borrowing from old frontier myths, Kerouac racializes breadwinning domesticity, characterizing steady work and family habits as “white ambitions” that inhibit men from partaking in the “really joyous life” known to impoverished and marginalized nonwhites. While Sal and Dean’s occasional forays into skid row highlight the faded glory of the main stem, their visits to urban African American neighborhoods and Mexican villages and migrant camps offer hope for salvation from “white sorrows”:
At lilac evening I walked with every muscle aching among the lights of 27th and Welton in the Denver colored section, wishing I were a Negro, feeling that the best the white world had offered was not enough ecstasy for me, not enough life, joy, kicks, darkness, music, not enough night. I stopped at a little shack where a man sold hot red chili in paper containers; I bought some and ate it, strolling in the dark mysterious streets. I wished I were a Denver Mexican, or even a poor overworked Jap, anything but what I was so drearily, a “white man” disillusioned.[729]Whereas hoboes on the wageworkers’ frontier had cherished the road as both a crucial determinant and privilege of their whiteness, Jack Kerouac imagined whiteness as a prison and the road as an escape from its restrictive bonds. As second-generation ethnics, Kerouac and his alter ego, Sal Paradise, enjoyed the privileges of unambiguous whiteness, a status that had been denied to their immigrant parents’ generation. Before they became part of the New Deal coalition, these “white ethnics” were largely seen as inhabiting separate and distinct racial categories—“Slav,” “Mediterranean,” “Hebrew,” and “Alpine,” to name a few—that physiologically marked them off from the dominant “Nordic” or “Anglo-Saxon” race. Through their participation in Democratic Party politics, the CIO, and wartime mobilization, the children of the new immigrants achieved full-fledged whiteness as members of a unified “Caucasian” race.[730] This new racial status allowed white ethnics to take full advantage of such postwar corporate-liberal developments as the GI Bill, programs that collectively redefined whiteness in terms of middle-class suburban domesticity.[731] By the time postwar malcontents like Jack Kerouac began finding their voices in the late 1940s, whiteness itself seemed more monolithic than ever. In escaping the constraints of the feminine home and middle-class job, the Beats embraced the supposedly primitive freedoms of those who lived outside of “white America.” If On the Road merges a romance of race with that of the road, The Dharma Bums, On the Road’s unofficial sequel, abstracts and distills the countercultural essence of hobohemia even further. Trading the name Sal Paradise for the less proletarian Ray Smith and the Chaplinesque Dean for the more ascetic Japhy Ryder, The Dharma Bums depicts the search for masculine liberation as a deliberate and self-conscious quest, rather than a frenzied and unfocused response to “the feeling that everything was dead.”[732] The narrator of The Dharma Bums is now an accomplished vagabond in his own right, hopping freights up and down the Pacific coast and laying up on skid row. Even though Ray Smith travels the old hobo routes, the jungle fires are now mostly snuffed out and the freight trains are largely empty of passengers, except for an occasional old man who haunts the rails in mystical silence. In San Francisco Ray meets Japhy, who encourages his protege to sublimate his wanderlust into a quest for Buddhist enlightenment. If Dean is the son of the last great American hobo, Japhy is a grandchild of the wageworkers’ frontier. Growing up in the Pacific Northwest, Japhy ingested a good dose of the “oldfashioned I.W.W. anarchism” and also became a student of hobo folklore, learning “to play the guitar and sing old workers songs.”[733] Shaped by Wobbly lore and Buddhist teachings, Japhy, unlike Dean, is able to articulate his alienation from postwar culture, “all that suburban ideal and sex repression and general dreary newspaper gray censorship of all our real human values.”[734] Echoing the Industrial Worker and the Colonel in Meet John Doe, Japhy denounces living-wage ideals and the postwar family-wage pact. Instead, he celebrates the “Dharma Bums” who refuse to subscribe to the general demand that they consume production and therefore have to work for the privilege of consuming, all that crap they really didn’t want anyway such as refrigerators, TV sets, cars, at least new fancy cars, certain hair oils and deodorants and general junk you finally always see a week later in the garbage anyway, all of them imprisoned in a system of work, produce, consume, work, produce, consume ... Like the Colonel, Japhy seeks to escape this imprisoning cycle by hitting the road. Like the Wobblies, he leverages his romance of the road into a dream of revolution. “I see a vision of a great rucksack revolution,” Japhy exclaims to Ray, “thousands or even millions of young Americans wandering around with rucksacks ... giving visions of eternal freedom to everybody and to all living creatures.”[735] Even as such revolutionary dreams dance in his head, however, Japhy sails off to Japan, exchanging the freedoms of the American road for study in a Buddhist monastery. When the “rucksack revolution” prophesied by Japhy Ryder in The Dharma Bums actually came to pass a decade after the book’s publication, the real-life Beat poet Gary Snyder, upon whom Kerouac modeled Japhy, returned from Japan to offer his spiritual guidance. At first glance, the counterculture Snyder found in America in the 1960s bore resemblance to that of his Wobbly forebearers and to the Beats. Like hoboes and Beats, hippies chafed against stifling domestic conventions. Inspired by Kerouac’s vision of perfect freedom, many of them hit the road in search of authentic experience. The “rucksack revolution” also created a whole new generation of “tramp ethnographers” and participant observers who began to search out the aging hoboes lauded by Kerouac—real-life versions of Dean Moriarty’s mythic father—in order, as anthropologist James Spradley puts it, “to discover the native point of view.” Challenging reigning interpretations of skid row as a zone of “disaffiliation,” Spradley’s You Owe Yourself a Drunk (1971) confirmed the continued vibrancy of a freight-based hobo subculture, using homeless men’s countercultural point of view to critique dominant institutions. While Spradley’s formal study represented a response to the urban crisis of the 1960s, subsequent ethnographies— such as Michael Mather’s photo-essay, Riding the Rails (1973), Douglas Harper’s Good Company (1982), and Ted Conover’s journalistic Rolling Nowhere (1984)—derived from youthful rail-riding adventures in the 1960s and 1970s, before the crisis of “homelessness” overwhelmed the world of the old-time hobo and bum.[736] Drawing not only from the Beats but also from a tradition of tramp ethnography that stretched back to the work of Josiah Flynt Willard in the 1890s, Douglas Harper’s Good Company represented the first sociological study of hobo subculture since Nels Anderson’s The Hobo. Basing his book on freight-riding journeys he made in the early 1970s, Harper echoes Kerouac in lamenting the passing of a way of life that had once offered American men an alternative to the dull conformism of middle-class whiteness. Harper’s mentor while on the road, a veteran hobo named Carl, represented in extreme form both the alienation from dominant institutions that many Americans were experiencing and the desire for freedom that fueled the counterculture. Like his contemporary Neal Cassady, Carl had come of age during the depression when his father abandoned his family. A stint in the army during World War II turned him “into a tramp.” “You learn to live out of a pack,” Carl explained, “pretty soon your bedroll’s your home.” Having escaped the nuclear family imperative and the larger corporate-liberal order that reclaimed so many Forgotten Men, Carl emerged as something of a countercultural hero at a time when the corporate-liberal order was beginning to falter.[737] The flames of discontent that erupted in the counterculture of the 1960s and 1970s, however, differed greatly from the old hobo campfire, of which Carl represented a dying ember. Unlike their hobo and Beat predecessors, the countercultural rebels of the 1960s and 1970s had never been “wage slaves” or “road kids” alienated from the comforts of home and family life. Rather, they were the children of the postwar settlement, beneficiaries of the privileges that had been bestowed upon white men after World War II. Whereas their parents had come of age in CCC camps and army barracks, these “rucksack revolutionaries” had grown up with the suburbs and now demanded release from the family-wage pact. The call for deliverance from the middle-class conventions of home and work resonated throughout much of America in the 1960s and 1970s. Indeed, the counterculture’s greatest successes and its most profound failures derived from the extent to which its goals of individual selfexpression and personal liberation were absorbed by the culture at large. Almost as soon as the counterculture arose to public consciousness, some of its proponents worried that their rebellion might degenerate into hedonism and materialism. In 1969 Hollywood’s first counterculture movie, Easy Rider, gave expression to these fears. After making easy money on a drug delivery, “Captain America,” a laconic motorcycle-hero played by Peter Fonda, stares into a campfire and tells his sidekick: “We blew it.” In Easy Rider, as in John Dos Passos’s U.S.A. trilogy, drifting had turned into desiring, floating into striving.[738] In blowing it, and in getting blown away while riding their motorcycles at the end of the film, the heroes of Easy Rider cast doubt not only upon the utopian promise of the counterculture, but also upon the masculine romance of the road. Indeed, the counterculture of the 1960s did as much to undermine this romance as it did to revive it. The postwar cult of masculine breadwinning, which compelled the Beats to invoke memories of hobohemian fraternity, inspired the hippies to “discard masculinity as a useful category for expression.”[739] With their legendary long hair, beads, and flowing clothes, hippies exhibited an androgynous, rather than a masculine, ideal of freedom. This affront to masculine identity offended Jack Kerouac, whose raging indignation toward the counterculture was fueled by a desperate addiction to skid row muscatel. A steady march of events, culminating in an inglorious war inVietnam, had discredited the Beat vision of heroic masculinity, driving hippie counterculture away from Kerouac’s romance of the road. Whereas World War II had created a generation of veterans receptive to masculine rebellions against domestic “conformity,” Vietnam gave rise to a wholesale critique of the “battle of the sexes,” as young men grew disillusioned with both the reigning domestic order and the customary rebellions against it. Kerouac and others had tried to revive the spirit of the bivouac in order to gain respite from middle-class conventions. But to the counterculture, this spirit amounted to “damned-up sadism,” a hypermasculinity that licensed brutality and war crimes.[740] Thus while the postwar domestic revival had attempted to contain errant masculinity, the hippie uprising sought to eradicate traditional notions of manhood altogether. With the counterculture, men once again “dropped out” and hit the road in protest against settled domesticity. But this time they invited women to join them, thus shattering the binary system of feminine home and masculine homelessness. Whereas the Beats had imagined liberation as a masculine escape from an unchanging feminine domain, hippie counterculture, or at least elements of it, sought to dissolve the boundaries that separated men and women, road and home. That the counterculture failed to achieve sexual equality and, in fact, spawned its own feminist “revolution within the revolution” did not diminish the impact of the androgynous ideal. By the 1970s, as the feminist movement and the sexual revolution took hold, the domestic order established by the postwar settlement had already begun to collapse. Falling marriage and birth rates, the rise in the number of women entering traditionally male occupations, and the expansion of consumer activities outside the domestic sphere undermined seemingly stable definitions of home. The “hotel spirit,” almost legislated out of existence after World War II, came to life once more, this time in the guise of the “swinging singles scene.”[741] With the experience and meaning of home once again in flux, a variety of social scientists, community activists, and even housing officials revisited the problem of skid row and called into question long-standing definitions of “homelessness.” Critics of urban renewal and advocates of hotel housing declared that the men of skid row were not homeless at all, but rather members of a legitimate community with its own “comfortable, even productive life-style.”[742] In 1970 the United States Congress responded to these criticisms by passing the Uniform Relocation Act, which for the first time recognized hotel dwellers as bona fide city residents. While the new law required redevelopment agencies to compensate displaced hotel tenants, it did little to stop the ongoing demolition of skid row. Indeed, between 1970 and 1980, an estimated 1 million residential hotel rooms were converted or destroyed by redevelopment.[743] But the counterculture and the various “liberation” movements that accompanied it prompted a critical reassessment of the old main stem. Even though activists largely failed to save the dwindling supply of SROs from the wrecking ball, they did promote a pluralistic vision of housing, one that challenged the assumptions of the suburban ideal. If the hotel housing advocates of the 1960s and 1970s blurred shopworn distinctions between home and homelessness, the shelter crisis that followed on the heels of skid row’s demise clarified matters considerably. By the early 1980s, deindustrialization, economic recession, welfare state retrenchment, and the decline of low-cost housing had conspired to create a new homeless population that neither the Beats, the counterculture, nor postwar “disaffiliation” experts had anticipated. If the culture-at-large, via the counterculture, inherited the road as one-half of hobohemia’s legacy, the urban poor, disproportionately nonwhite and female, inherited homelessness as the other half. The very success of the postwar settlement, which recovered the Forgotten Man and eradicated the remnants of the main stem, ensured that homelessness would no longer be equated with “disaffiliated” white manhood. Largely bereft of the romance, the housing, and the racial and gender privileges of their forebearers, the “new homeless” nonetheless sparked a crisis at the very heart of the nation’s social life. Conditioned by cultural concerns with gender and racial order, the rediscovery of homelessness in the early 1980s refocused attention on the failed family-wage pact and the waning of nuclear family ideals.
“Hell yeah!” he says sharply, leaning forward on a mound of bricks that he punches with his fist, his muscular frame outlined by the jagged Brier Hill Works. “I want that.”[746]In this passage Joe Jr.’s desire for a normative home life, along with his rugged muscularity, testify to his membership among the entitled poor. Unlike the “common tramps,” “hobohemians,” and “disaffiliated bums” of previous eras, the “new poor” of the 1980s, Maharidge and Williamson suggest, are not wayward, deviant, or subversive. Rather, they merely want to go home. Like the National Labor Tribune of the 1870s and the Survey Graphic of the 1930s, Journey to Nowhere depicts the experience of becoming homeless in terms of dramatic downward mobility. The book promises to explore “what causes formerly middle-class people to wind up living on the streets.”[747] In this case, “middle class” largely means white and male, precisely those people historically empowered to claim the entitlements of full citizenship. Despite its subtitle, Journey to Nowhere offers not so much “a saga of the new underclass” as a narrative of white male betrayal, a glimpse into an emerging crisis of white working-class manhood. Women and nonwhites play only supporting roles in the book, appearing as companions to the native-born white men whose struggles command the authors’ primary attention. While almost always present in the missions, boxcars, and bunkhouses depicted in the book, Mexican and African Americans, for example, largely go unnamed and rarely give voice to their experiences of poverty and deprivation. Indeed, the spectacle of white men from the heartland working the fields of California’s CentralValley alongside illegal immigrants only serves to augment Journey to Nowhere’s sense of crisis. Echoing the racial populism that informed coverage of the Okie migrations in the 1930s and 1940s, Maharidge describes his subjects as “a strong breed, survivors, unchristened heroes” who are “too proud for welfare” and cling tenaciously to family breadwinning values even in their destitution (fig. 9.1).[748] As Journey to Nowhere’s familiar saga of Forgotten Manhood and entitled whiteness suggests, homelessness in the late twentieth century involved not only an economic crisis of shelter and housing, but also a cultural crisis of race, family, and gender. Like much of the commentary surrounding the “great army of tramps” in the 1870s, exposes of homelessness in the 1980s revealed as much about middle-class social anxieties as they did about the actual experiences of the poor. Dramatic stories of downward mobility and failed breadwinning arrested the attention of a middle class gripped by the “fear of falling” and grappling with the breakdown of nuclear family life. By casting the experience of becoming poor as a tragic loss of home and a disruption of traditional gender roles, stories of homelessness reaffirmed nuclear family and breadwinning ideals and, in so doing, often won the sympathy of an anxious public. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-28.png][Figure 9.1: Dramatizing the economic crisis of the 1970s and 1980s in the liberal populist terms of depression-era documentary, Dale Maharidge and Michael Williamson’s Journey to Nowhere revived the notion of the noble “Citizen Hobo” entitled to the dignities of a family wage. The drawbacks of such a strategy are apparent in this photograph, which foregrounds the plight of two native-born white men thrust into conditions of poverty and exploitation normally reserved for nonwhites, such as the Mexican laborers, not depicted, with whom these men shared their bunkhouse. By the time the book came into print in 1985, a far more severe crisis of homelessness had eclipsed the drama of the jobless hobo, bringing to the foreground those poor women, children, African Americans, and Hispanic Americans largely ignored in Journey to Nowhere. Ten years later Bruce Springsteen retold Maharidge and Williamson’s story in The Ghost of Tom Joad, an album that, like Woody Guthrie’s Dust Bowl Ballads and Bound for Glory, stripped the hobo romance of its racial populism. Just as Guthrie refashioned John Steinbeck’s Grapes of Wrath narrative to include the diverse array of poor migrants on the road during the depression, so, too, did Springsteen broaden Journey to Nowhere’s vision by foregrounding in his songs the plight of dispossessed Mexican and Vietnamese immigrants. (Used by permission of Michael Williamson.)]] Journey to Nowhere’s latter-day narrative of Forgotten Manhood, however, became harder to sustain when the economic recovery that began in 1983 reclaimed millions of laid-off workers from the unemployment rolls. Despite the recovery, the unsheltered population continued to grow through the 1980s, attracting such widespread concern that homelessness rose rapidly to the top of the nation’s social agenda. As reams of new sociological data began to pour in from streets and shelters across the nation, a new profile of the homeless emerged that differed dramatically from the one supplied by Maharidge and Williamson. Those most devastated by the deindustrialization and job migrations of the 1970s and 1980s were not, as it turns out, skilled white workers who had been propelled to affluence by the postwar family-wage pact. Rather, the hardest hit were peripheral low-wage employees and the chronically unemployed who had never enjoyed the protections of collectively bargained contracts or the privileges of suburban homeownership. Those most likely to become homeless were precisely those excluded from Journey to Nowhere, namely, women and nonwhites. With their ability to arouse pity and inspire protectionist intervention, homeless women, especially those with dependent children, soon replaced Maharidge andWilliamson’s Forgotten Men as the most recognizable emblems of homeless victimization. By contrast, homeless black and Hispanic men, who tended to remain on the streets far longer than their female counterparts, raised the specter of an undomesticated and “savage” masculinity in need of stern control. This dual face of homelessness—“worthy” mothers on the one hand and “unworthy” men of color on the other—governed the most common responses to the crisis: calls for charity and government shelters and demands for police action against panhandlers and squatters. As in previous eras, homelessness in the late twentieth century marked the limits of the reigning domestic order at the same time that it challenged Americans to redefine and reaffirm the values of home, family, and community. Although the contemporary homeless differ in many respects from their hobohemian and skid row predecessors, they still largely defy the label of “disaffiliation” and, in fact, continue to forge communities even in the absence of permanent shelter. Like hoboes of old, many contemporary street people embrace a counterculture opposed to ideologies of nuclear family life, masculine breadwinning, and the bourgeois work ethic. With these ideals failing to meet the needs or describe the aspirations of many nonhomeless Americans as well, it is clear that the inequalities embodied in homelessness extend far beyond the streets. Imprecise and ideologically loaded as it is, the category of homelessness therefore persists not only as the most visible symptom of larger racial, gender, and class inequalities, but also as an immanent frame of reference for their critical analysis. *** The New Homeless Throughout Journey to Nowhere’s picaresque adventures through the “new underclass,” Dale Maharidge and Michael Williamson make little reference to “homelessness,” instead identifying their subjects as “hoboes” whose main plight is “joblessness.” Indeed, at the time the two journalists hit the road, “homeless” remained merely one of many adjectives used to describe the new poverty. It was not yet a keyword in its own right, signifying a distinct condition, status, or social problem. Throughout the 1970s, for example, the New York Times Index did not even list homelessness as a category and instead indexed relevant articles under “vagrancy” and “housing.” It was not until after the recession lifted in 1983 when “homeless” displaced “vagrancy” as a classification. Two years later the Index dispensed with “vagrancy” altogether. In the realm of electronic media, homelessness made its first appearance in December 1982 when ABC, CBS, and NBC each aired news packages featuring the plight of the “homeless,” rather than “street people,” during the holidays.[749] The retrieval of this quaint-sounding Progressive Era term in the early 1980s was largely the work of advocacy groups seeking to call attention to the new experiences of poverty that had emerged during the first term of President Ronald Reagan. While not responsible for the recession that, in fact, helped to seal his election, Reagan vigorously pursued a “supplyside” economic agenda that included a massive defunding of federal social welfare and housing programs at precisely the time when poverty rates were soaring. The issue of homelessness allowed activists to focus their opposition to “Reaganomics” by challenging Reagan’s narrative of self-reliant entrepreneurial success with one of declining middle- and working-class fortunes. Journey to Nowhere, itself a savage indictment of Reagan’s economic and social agenda, depicts the emergence of this new homeless counternarrative in its final captioned photograph. Absent throughout the rest of the book, the homeless suddenly appear in the form of three protesters lying in sleeping bags in front of a Sacramento federal building. A sign next to them declares: “2 million Americans have become litter on the streets.—homelessness—A national disgrace.”[750] As recession-related stories of middle-class job loss and home foreclosure dwindled after 1983, such demonstrations thrust the burgeoning homelessness crisis into public view, giving a new frame to social anxieties resistant to sanguine forecasts of economic recovery. Spearheading this consciousness-raising effort was the National Coalition for the Homeless (NCH), a group of anti-poverty activists and service providers that banded together in the very same month that Dale Maharidge and Michael Williamson embarked on their “journey to nowhere.” Reminiscent of the National Committee on the Care of the Transient and Homeless, an umbrella organization formed in the 1930s to publicize the transient crisis and lobby for federal action, the NCH sought to prod federal agencies into assuming some of the burdens of relief. Through high-profile demonstrations, loosely organized publicity campaigns, and hearings before Democratic-led congressional subcommittees, NCH members succeeded in propelling homelessness to the fore of public consciousness. Challenging both old stereotypes about skid row and emerging ones about the urban “underclass,” the NCH countered conservative depictions of the urban poor as “unworthy” agents of a “culture of poverty.” The underclass, conservatives contended, was itself to blame for its own condition, promoting countercultural habits and values such as laziness, irresponsibility, criminality, and the rejection of family life. By contrast, homeless activists such as the famous Mitch Snyder emphasized the dignity, moral worth, and essential blamelessness of the new poor. Through a “politics of compassion,” they transformed the image of deviant “street people” into that of the “homeless,” ordinary people down on their luck and therefore deserving of public attention.[751] In 1983 homeless activists won their first major concession from the Reagan administration, securing $100 million from the Federal Emergency Management Agency (FEMA) to fund temporary shelters and services for the homeless. Prompted by the spate of publicity surrounding the issue, the Department of Housing and Urban Development (HUD) embarked upon a study of homelessness, releasing a controversial report in May 1984 that downplayed both the severity and size of the problem. Its hastily organized nationwide census counted only 250,000 to 350,000 persons as without shelter on any given night. Instead of laying the issue to rest, the HUD report provoked a whole new “numbers” debate that, in turn, inspired another round of congressional testimony and a new wave of publicity.[752] As public awareness of homelessness grew, the issue attracted a broader range of attention, from media commentators and politicians to celebrities and even corporate public relations officers. In May 1986 show business manager and promoter Ken Kragen launched “Hands Across America,” a corporate-sponsored event designed to galvanize the volunteerist spirit on behalf of the homeless.[753] Six months later the Democratic opposition won control of the United States Senate after campaigning strongly on the homelessness issue. Using the homeless as a wedge against Reagan’s juggernaut of social spending cuts, the new Democratic Congress immediately began to draft comprehensive legislation to deal with the crisis. Republicans disapproved but dared not publicly challenge a bill that vastly increased funding for emergency shelters and services. In July 1987, when a chastened President Reagan quietly signed the McKinney Homeless Assistance Act into law, the 1980s crusade on behalf of the homeless reached its high-water mark.[754] In an age of federal retrenchment, the McKinney Act represented the most important piece of anti-poverty legislation since Lyndon Johnson’s Great Society. If homelessness inspired new activism and legislation, it also prompted an entirely new generation of scholarly research. While conservatives aligned with the Reagan White House continued to view homelessness in the terms of skid row pathology—Reagan himself making reference to those who were homeless “as you might say, by their own choice”—the social scientists who tackled the issue in the 1980s focused squarely on structural causes.[755]That is, they tended to define the problem as a shelter condition, houselessness,” rather than in terms of undomesticated manhood.[756] But because homelessness is always a cultural category, an ascribed condition that does not necessarily define or dominate the experiences of the very poor, the new scholarship failed to reach definitive conclusions about what exactly homelessness was and what made people susceptible to it. Indeed, the complex host of factors identified by researchers as contributing to homelessness suggests that the very category was itself an ideological attempt to reduce a series of intractable, long-term social and economic developments to a specialized and discrete social problem.[757] Most analysts linked the new homelessness of the 1980s to the “gathering storm” that began to rock the U.S. economy a decade earlier. After a remarkable period of rising family incomes and spectacular growth, the nation’s economy stagnated in the early 1970s. A sharp decline in manufacturing, spurred by vigorous overseas competition, had an especially devastating effect on income and employment levels. Real wages fell by 7.4 percent during the 1970s, a decline attributable not only to inflation but also to the overall labor market shift away from high-wage manufacturing jobs.[758] As the low-paid retail and service sectors claimed larger proportions of the workforce, corporations increasingly demanded more “flexibility” with its payrolls, seeking to erode the benefits and job security that had been hallmarks of the corporate-liberal era. This shift in occupational structure and the terms of employment gave rise to a new two-tiered labor system. The top tier featured a core of fulltime, permanent employees and highly educated managers and professionals. At the bottom of the low-wage tier lay a growing pool of part-time, contingent, and temporary workers reminiscent of the “casual laborers” who had so vexed the industrial relations experts of Carleton Parker’s generation. From this reserve army of casual and chronically unemployed workers emerged the new class of homeless person.[759] In addition to long-term economic and labor market changes, experts also identified the contraction of the government “safety net” as playing a central role in homelessness. A decade before the budget cuts of the Reagan era, rising inflation steadily eroded the value of various means-tested income-maintenance benefits collectively known as “welfare.” The 3.3 million households who received relief under Aid to Families with Dependent Children (AFDC), for example, saw the real value of their benefits decline by 28 percent over the course of the 1970s. During that same time period, the real value of state General Assistance (GA) benefits, the only cash relief available to unattached adults, fell by 32 percent.[760] As part of its supply-side agenda, the Reagan administration further reduced the value of federal anti-poverty programs in order to offset massive tax cuts. Over the course of eight years, the administration altered the eligibility requirements and payment standards for AFDC three times, cutting benefits and eliminating the program’s national caseload by almost a halfmillion people.[761] Similar cutbacks in disability and unemployment benefits, as well as food stamps, compounded the insecurities of the very poor.[762] The general reduction of government benefits for the poor extended into the realm of public housing. As the number of poor people rose in the 1980s, the availability of low-cost housing declined by 30 percent in absolute terms. Much of this loss was attributable to drastic cuts in federal housing programs. The overall funding for HUD, for example, fell from $35.7 billion in 1980 to $7 billion in 1989, a reduction of just over 80 percent. Over roughly that same time period, the number of housing units assisted by the federal government fell by 70 percent.[763] Rather than fill the gap left by this massive defunding, private developers and landlords virtually abandoned the low-cost market, seeking to “gentrify” and improve urban housing stock to capture higher rents. The result was a rapid loss of affordable housing at the low end of the market, increasing the likelihood that some of the very poor would go without shelter.[764] The gentrification and abandonment of urban housing during the 1970s and 1980s contributed directly to the most visible and controversial segment of the homeless population, the mentally ill. While many Americans, including President Reagan, attributed homelessness to the “choice” of those who refused confinement in psychiatric hospitals, scholarly observers identified a major cause of the crisis in the “deinstitutionalization” of the mentally ill. As early as the 1950s, state hospitals began releasing their long-term mental patients, a process that accelerated over the next three decades in response to cost-cutting demands, patients-rights lawsuits, and the general recognition of the deleterious effects of long-term hospitalization. By the mid-1980s the nation’s institutionalized population had shrunk to a bare 20 percent of its 1950s peak.[765] The success of deinstitutionalization as a health-care measure depended on a proposed network of community mental health centers strategically located near cheap housing and other support services. The housing of choice, due to its affordability and central location, was the cheap hotel stock of skid row. In one year alone, for example, the Illinois Department of Mental Health placed seven thousand discharged patients in residential hotels on Chicago’s Near North Side.[766] As developers began to purchase, demolish, and renovate cheap hotels in the 1970s, poor tenants suffering from mental illness soon found themselves unable to keep pace with rising rents or maintain contact with scarce mental health facilities. By the 1980s mentally disturbed “street people” had become a common spectacle in Chicago and elsewhere.[767] Although fierce debates raged over just how prevalent mental illness was among the homeless, a combined average of studies conducted during the 1980s identified roughly one-quarter of America’s homeless population as having a history of mental illness.[768] While the homeless mentally ill attracted a great deal of attention, the most striking feature of the new homelessness was the unprecedented proportions of women, children, and nonwhites living in shelters and on the streets. For over a century, homelessness had been defined almost exclusively in terms of single white manhood. With the destruction of skid row and the collapse of the corporate-liberal order, the racial and gendered meanings of homelessness changed utterly. Depending on the methods and definitions used, researchers in the 1980s counted one-fifth to one-half of America’s adult homeless population as female. Many, perhaps most, of these women were caring for dependent children while in shelters. All told, persons living in families, virtually all of which were headed by women, accounted for one-third to one-half of America’s homeless population. On any given night, according to the estimates of the National Academy of Sciences, one out of every seven persons seeking shelter was a child.[769] Along with the massive influx of women and children into emergency shelters was a dramatic rise in the number of homeless African Americans and members of other putative nonwhite racial groups, such as American Indians and Hispanics. While racial distributions of the homeless differed greatly according to region and city, in no place were African Americans underrepresented among the street and shelter populations. Nationally, racialized minorities comprised well over one-half of the homeless, while in large urban centers like New York, Chicago,Washington, D.C., and Los Angeles, black homelessness in particular reached epidemic proportions. In some of these cities, African Americans accounted for two-thirds or even three-quarters of the local homeless.[770] As they took their places in public shelters, bus stations, vestibules, parks, or simply on the sidewalks, the new homeless testified to the changes that had transformed the face of American poverty. While feminism’s assault on sexual discrimination in the early 1970s opened up a new world of female professional employment, the path to liberation and upward mobility remained closed to most working women. Indeed, millions of women spiraled downward into poverty during the 1970s, suffering disproportionately from the overall decline in wages experienced by all American workers in these years. New labor market pressures, coupled with old patterns of discrimination, funneled most women into low-paying occupations. Meanwhile, rising rates of divorce, separation, and desertion severed millions of women’s claims on men’s wages. As American women became increasingly dependent on low-wage jobs and welfare assistance, sociologists identified a new trend, the “feminization of poverty.” The soaring numbers of children growing up in poor female-headed households severely compounded the pernicious effects of poverty’s feminization. By 1980 two out of every three poor adults in America was a woman, and one out of every five children was poor.[771] It was inevitable that some of these poor women and children would at some point find themselves without shelter. Likewise, millions of African Americans sank deeper into poverty during the 1970s, despite the stunning gains in education, economic status, and political clout won through decades of struggle in the civil rights movement. Black America, like America generally, evolved into a twotiered society, with a skilled and credentialed upper tier entering the professional and managerial class and an undereducated lower tier becoming increasingly trapped in a world of crime, ill health, rampant drug addiction, and endemic unemployment. By the 1970s the residential segregation that had helped to create a white middle-class identity in the suburbs afterWorldWar II had increasingly isolated the poorest African Americans in urban “hyperghettoes,” where the most basic institutions and social structures—schools, jobs, houses, families—were beginning to collapse. As social supports and networks disappeared, job loss, eviction, drug addiction, mental health problems, and domestic violence forced many of the urban poor to the streets, rather than to the homes of others.[772] By 1980 the African American ghetto dweller had replaced the elderly white man of skid row as the most visible face of homelessness. The age of the tramp, the hobo, and the bum had shuddered to a close. More isolated, powerless, and physically imperiled than their predecessors, the new homeless of the 1980s bore the most visible costs of the postwar settlement. Indeed, to some extent, they owed their desperate condition to the very measures that rendered the tramp, the hobo, and the bum anachronistic. Like a curse upon the land, homelessness had plagued the American body politic for a century, massing white men in roving armies of labor and alienating them from the privileges of patriarchy, breadwinning, and citizenship. As part of a larger corporate-liberal order that arose with the New Deal, the GI Bill successfully rebivouacked millions of white wage earners in the suburbs and equipped them with the skills needed for professional, managerial, and technical careers. By excluding women and nonwhites from its full range of benefits, the GI Bill augmented the rewards and privileges of white manhood and rendered skid row an embarrassing reminder of past grievances. The failure of the postwar settlement to extend the full social benefits of citizenship to those who had historically been barred from hobohemia ensured that when the corporate-liberal order faltered in the 1970s, a new homeless army would emerge bearing the marks not of white manhood, but of a feminized and racialized “underclass.” If new economic and social conditions created the homelessness crisis of the 1980s, responses to that crisis in many ways replicated and reinforced the gender and racial ideologies that gave rise to the postwar settlement. Indeed, the very choice of the term “homelessness,” as opposed to the more accurate “houselessness,” revealed the ideological assumptions at work in the national debate over the new poverty. Deeply entrenched fears, desires, and prejudices about normative housing arrangements, family life, and the racial and gendered distinctions between the deserving and undeserving poor shaped the public and private meanings of the crisis from its inception. “A problem with the concept of homelessness,” remark Sophie Watson and Helen Austerberry in their feminist analysis of housing, “is the notion of‘home.’”“A ‘house,’”they explain, “is generally taken to be synonymous with a dwelling or physical structure, whereas ‘home’ is not. A ‘home’ implies particular social relations, or activities within a physical structure, whereas a ‘house’ does not.”[773] The very concept of homelessness, then, entails a concern not just with housing but with the particular social relations of nuclear family life and their accompanying ideals of manhood and womanhood. Homelessness emerged as a distinct social problem at precisely the time when increasing numbers of Americans at every economic strata were rejecting the embrace of nuclear families and choosing to live either alone or in the unmarried company of others. Measuring the new poverty in terms of its shattering effects on traditional gender arrangements, the homelessness debate provided an occasion for airing middle-class concerns about the breakdown of nuclear family life. The very terms of this debate stacked the ideological deck by presupposing the legitimacy of the nuclear family and masculine breadwinning imperatives. In other words, both liberals and conservatives agreed on the desirability of restoring the homeless to their “homes,” that is, back to the normative gender roles associated with the nuclear family. They disagreed merely over the location of blame, with liberals seeing the homeless largely as dislocated victims in need of aid and conservatives characterizing them as deviants who came to their homelessness through pathological choices of their own. Liberals largely won this debate in the 1980s by dramatizing homelessness as a widespread crisis of dependent womanhood. In defining the problem, liberal activists, scholars, and politicians emphasized the large numbers of women and children found in emergency shelters, welfare hotels, overcrowded apartments, and other intolerable dwelling conditions. Accompanying this “broad constructionist” approach to homelessness were images of “worthy” dependents, mothers and children, struggling to maintain family units in the absence of male breadwinners (fig. 9.2).[774] On the flip side of this ideological coin, the conservative interpretation of homelessness sought to limit the scope of the crisis’s definition by focusing narrowly on those actually found on the streets, virtually all of whom were young single men. This “strict constructionist” strategy allowed conservatives to depict the homeless as “unworthy” men who had exchanged the responsibilities of breadwinning for the “savage” dangers and freedoms of the streets. [[t-d-todd-depastino-citizen-hobo-29.jpg][Figure 9.2: A half-century after Dorothea Lange encountered the “Migrant Mother” in a California pea-pickers’ camp, photographer Melchior DiGiacomo took this picture of the destitute Reynolds family along a highway near Galveston, Texas. Appearing on the cover of Newsweek magazine’s “Homeless in America” issue of 1984, DiGiacomo’s photograph embodied the liberal vision of homelessness, which privileged the plight of “worthy dependents” over that of single men and women on the streets. Like Lange’s famous image, this Newsweek cover sought to publicize a crisis of homelessness while also subtly reassuring readers that “homes”—defined in terms of white motherhood—indeed still existed among the poor, even if adequate houses did not. Such books as Jonathan Kozol’s award-winning Rachel and Her Children and television dramas as God Bless the Child similarly presented the crisis in terms of aggrieved motherhood, helping to galvanize public support for emergency family shelters. (© 1984 Newsweek, Inc. All Rights Reserved. Reprinted by permission. Used by permission of Melchior DiGiacomo.)]] Reinforcing nuclear family ideology at its moment of greatest peril, the racialized and gendered terms of the homelessness debate shaped public policy in a way that systematically denied, and continues to deny, homeless men, most of whom are black and Hispanic, access to permanent public housing. Single men of color remain homeless far longer than do single women. Homeless women with children immediately move into shelters and then pass through the shelter system to transitional and apartment housing, a progression impossible for single men. The American provision of housing to the homeless, as Joanne Passaro compellingly argues, depends almost entirely on evaluations of the recipients’ gender performances. “The only homeless adults who will be housed,” she states bluntly, “are those who return to or recreate normative ‘homes’—and the gender roles they imply—in order to survive.”[775] Men who are failed or unwilling breadwinners generally gain only limited access to bare temporary shelters unless they can somehow father a child and form a family unit. Homeless women remain comparatively “hidden” precisely because they have more available housing options, especially if they have children in tow. In the 1990s over two-thirds of New York City’s emergency shelter space and virtually all of its subsidized housing and transitional apartments were reserved for homeless families.[776] Viewed on the one hand as dependent, and therefore emasculated, and on the other as hypermasculinized, and therefore dangerous, homeless men are generally expected either to take care of themselves on the streets or face incarceration. “Simply by being in need of help,” Peter Marin notes, “men forfeit their right to it.”[777] Possessing neither the Forgotten Man’s claim on the national polity nor the Migrant Mother’s claim on the national conscience, homeless men of color appear destined to remain on the streets until they somehow prove themselves worthy of a nuclear family “home.” Neither pitied nor entitled, the homeless men and women who fail to make it through the shelter system are, in one form or another, gender rebels who pay for their transgressions with their “houselessness.” The increasing numbers of securely housed Americans who similarly defy nuclear family and breadwinning conventions do not, of course, suffer similar consequences. Indeed, while the demise of hobohemian and skid row institutions has left the new homeless more impoverished and vulnerable than their predecessors, the hobo romance of the road thrives among entitled white men left untouched by the problems of the urban “underclass” and the “feminization of poverty.” Old romances die hard, even as they run up daily against the realities of the streets. ROMANCING THE ROAD, SURVIVING THE STREETS Consumed by the duty of reclaiming their jobs, homes, and breadwinning roles, the Forgotten Men of Journey to Nowhere spend little time indulging in masculine romances of the road. There are moments while riding the rails, however, when Dale Maharidge, Michael Williamson, and their proud job-seeking subjects succumb to the siren song of “steel meshing against steel,” a lonely tune that exalts “the men who made the metal and the men who now ride it.”[778] One of the profiled hoboes who draws from “the power of the train” is Don, a college-educated small businessman who left his wife and children in order to find work. A failed breadwinner who is rapidly shedding his middle-class identity, Don recovers a certain manly strength by hopping a westbound Missouri Pacific freight in St. Louis. “If I can ride one of those suckers across the country,” Don asserts while fingering photographs of his young children, “I can do anything.” Although he previously had the look of a “soft guy,” the hoboing experience has hardened him, making him a “stronger man” than the one the authors found days before in a St. Louis mission.[779] Journey to Nowhere’s brief flirtation with the road notwithstanding, most of the reporting on the “new breed of hobo” that emerged during the recession of 1979–82 emphasized the perils and indignities of homeless migration and the urgent need to restore these “hoboes” to their rightful places as family breadwinners.[780] As the recession lifted in 1983 and the “homeless” replaced the “hobo,” however, the road regained its former prominence as an imaginative zone of regeneration for domesticated white men. With homelessness defined as a crisis of aggrieved motherhood on the one hand and of ghetto-dwelling black men on the other, white male hoboing lost its associations with degrading poverty and once more became the subject of romance. As part of a more general Reagan-era male revolt against the encroachments of feminism, the popular hobo revival of the 1980s largely departed from the countercultural politics of Douglas Harper’s Good Company and Ted Conover’s Rolling Nowhere. In an age of homelessness, the hobo vogue celebrated freight hopping as an expression of virile white masculinity even as it propagated a sanitized version of hobo folklore. In 1986 a small group of “yuppie hoboes” from Beverly Hills began publishing the Hobo Times as a guide to recreational rail riding, offering nostalgic reminiscences of the road and a list of mail-order merchandise long on the hobo theme. The National Hobo Association (NHA), claiming several thousand members, sponsored authentic hobo “jungle” gatherings around the nation and, for the hale and hardy, freight-hopping excursions through the desert Southwest. In the tiny town of Britt, Iowa, the annual Hobo Convention, held almost every August since the 1930s, blossomed into a minor media event, attracting over twenty-five thousand visitors to see the coronation of the “Hobo King” and share in the songs and stories of the road. Newspapers, magazines, and television spread word of the hobo revival to male audiences seeking imaginative respite from breadwinning routines. “What can I tell you?” one NHA founder mused to an inquiring reporter as he crouched in a Southern Pacific rail yard. “It’s all about being on hobo time. Hobo time means every day’s a Friday afternoon. There are no watches out here, no schedules to keep. Living for the moment is what it’s all about.”[781] At every turn, promoters of this revival took pains to distinguish hoboes from the homeless, whom rail-riding enthusiasts characterized as either victims to be pitied or dependents to be scorned. “It’s so sad to see these homeless people today, women and children,” remarked perennial “Hobo King” “Steam Train” Maury Graham in 1989. “They can’t take care of themselves on the road.”[782] While some hobo revivalists embraced this liberal protectionist perspective, many others were far less charitable, measuring the hobo’s rugged self-reliance against the abject dependence of the urban “underclass.” “If us hoboes had been exposed to the many amenities that today’s ‘street people’ receive,” wrote one former depression-era “road kid” to the editors at the Hobo Times, “I might still be a ’bo!”[783] Such racial resentment fed white nostalgia for the road of hobo mythology where the homeless were strong and self-sufficient. Eschewing the “dharma bums” and “easy riders” of the countercultural Left, the recreational hoboes of the 1980s and early 1990s largely adhered to a conservative populism that folded hoboing into nationalist myths of frontier individualism. “Man, this is America! Man, look at it! That’s America,” screamed one “yuppie hobo” to a reporter in 1990 as their boxcar hurtled through the Mojave Desert. “No,” another shouted, gesturing to his fellow travelers, “this is America. We’re America.”[784] Claiming title to the nation on the basis of their rugged individualism and authentic relationship to the landscape, hobo revivalists distilled a bygone counterculture into a homey “Hobo Philosophy” of manly self-reliance and natural living that promised, according to the editors of the Hobo Times, to “save America.”[785] Contributors to the NHA newsletter frequently offered critiques of contemporary American culture, especially concerning the “decline in moral values of the American family,” the menace of “big government,” and the overall lack of “hard work, self-control, and responsibility” among youth and the poor.[786] In 1992 the newsletter went so far as to endorse independent candidate H. Ross Perot for president, on the dubious logic that the diminutive Texas billionaire was a “closet hobo.” Explaining that Perot had built a $2.5 billion computer services company from scratch, the editor asserted that “only a person with the self-reliance and perseverance of a hobo could do that.”[787] Such populist romances are, of course, highly unstable, not least because of the contradictions inherent in using the hobo as an emblem of industriousness and family values. The illicit subcultures and hard realities that still governed life on the road also had a way of puncturing the free-floating hobo reverie. Like the “vagabond poets” of the early twentieth century, recreational hoboes of the 1990s discovered that the perils of freight hopping included not only the dangers of boarding and holding down moving trains, but also the hazards of navigating through rough and sometimes violent human terrain. The “yuppie hoboing” fad was cut short in the late 1990s by revelations of serial murder on the rails. While the investigations that followed cast a pall on recreational train hopping, they also provided a fresh glimpse into the freight-riding subcultures that were still thriving at the turn of the twenty-first century. Apart from his penchant for homicide, there was little that distinguished “Railroad Killer” Angel Maturino Resendez (alias Rafael Ramirez) from the larger floating population of Mexican immigrants who crisscrossed the country by train. Between 1997 and 1999, Resendez, a paranoid schizophrenic, terrorized railroad communities in the Midwest and West, stalking and killing at least nine victims before melting back into the freight-hopping migrant labor stream from which he came. While the Resendez murders further fueled both anti-homeless and antiimmigrant sentiments, they also exposed the shadow network of rail riders that still carried thousands across the old wageworkers’ frontier each day.[788] The case of “Boxcar Killer” Robert Silveria, who admitted in 1996 to murdering a dozen transients, provided even more gruesome insight into the contemporary perils of hoboing. Known by his moniker “Sidetrack,” Silveria rode the rails for over fifteen years, allegedly bludgeoning and stabbing to death dozens or even scores of fellow freight hoppers. Silveria’s links to a white supremacist brotherhood called the Freight Train Riders of America (FTRA) brought to light a subculture that, in fidelity to the hobo code of yore, jealously guarded the road as the domain of white men. Investigations into the FTRA not only provided leads on hundreds of unsolved assaults and murders, but also unveiled the brutal cultural politics by which some disenfranchised men still used the road to stake their claims to white privilege. Homeless for more than a decade, Robert Silveria wore his claim proudly in the form of the word “Freedom” tattooed around his throat like a necklace, or perhaps a noose.[789] While right-wing extremists spread terror, the freight-hopping world of the late twentieth century also harbored a growing number of domestic refugees on the Left, prompting a struggle reminiscent of the early-twentieth-century contest over hobohemia. Just as Wobblies sought to recruit the great army of hoboes for revolution, so, too, did anarchist “hobo punks” challenge the FTRA’s claims to the road, fusing rail travel with urban counterculture. Committed to living “outside the system” of home and work, hobo punks of the 1990s were largely working-class teenagers, male and female, on the run from abusive or negligent families. Homeless and profoundly alienated from social service institutions, they rejected the bare protections of the shelter system, embracing the unsteady and perilous life of a “crusty.”[790] Searching for a motive behind the hobo punk movement, one journalist reflected that the young travelers were seeking a corner of America untouched by hyper-consumer culture. Like the Wobbly hoboes of the Industrial Worker and the Colonel in Meet John Doe, hobo punks saw home as a prison where wage earners ransomed their freedom in return for a measure of stability. In a world where the commodity form increasingly dominated everyday life, hobo punks were seeking an “edge” where they might pursue authentic living. “But how do you find that edge,” asked one observer of the “crusties,” “at a time when every form of youth protest is immediately coopted by MTV? These days even downward mobility is chic.”[791] As if to prove the point, men’s magazines responded to the well publicized dangers of the road by refashioning recreational hoboing as a survivalist sport, “the ultimate form of extreme travel,” as GQ put it in 2000. “Sure, you can pay Amtrak to haul you across the country with a bunch of blue-haired old ladies,” asserted the bellicose men’s magazine Maxim in 1999. “Or you can grow some balls and hop a train.”That same year, the New York Times Magazine’s men’s fall fashion supplement offered a fullcolor spread of “hobo chic” that effectively quoted the 1933 Warner Brothers’ hit Wild Boys of the Road. The layout featured sooty teenagers hanging around railroad cars in oversize $1,000 sweaters, jeans, and distressed leather jackets, hair coifed for that “just-slept-in-a-boxcar-of-hay look.”[792] Reports of hobo punks and even serial murderers, it seemed, could not suppress courtiers’ fantasies of “The Big Rock Candy Mountain,” where cutting-edge fashion springs from the masculine proving ground of the road. While the media lavished attention on the deviant and disreputable subcultures of the rails, scholars of the 1990s revisited the subject of homelessness, reviving ethnographic methods that had been in abeyance since the era of skid row. As homelessness moved from a shocking crisis to an enduring fact of contemporary American life, a new generation of “homeless ethnographers” began to catalog the destitute subcultures that had come of age in the nation’s streets, parks, and shelters. No longer pressed with the urgent need of demonstrating the pathos of dislocation or the structural causes of shelter loss (“houselessness”), these scholars emphasized the homeless as agents in their own right, helping to shape and resist the conditions of their existence. Just as the high-profile antics of hobohemia compelled pioneering “tramp ethnographers” of the 1890s to collect data on the nation’s great army of wayfarers, so, too, did the increased activism, organization, and collective self-expression of the homeless in the late 1980s and 1990s prompt ethnographers to reconsider the crisis of homelessness from the points of view of the homeless themselves. Rather than indulge in the patronizing pretense of pure participant observation, in which the observer attempts to perform or “pass” as homeless in order to gain an “insider’s view,” late-twentieth-century homeless ethnographers almost universally embraced the role of what two scholars termed the “buddy-researcher.”[793] Befriending their homeless subjects and supplying them with clothes, transportation, money, and other sorely needed favors, these buddy-researchers won a degree of trust and goodwill. In return, they received intimate knowledge of their subjects’ lives. These scholars also created something of a cross-class alliance with their informants, endeavoring to tell their subjects’ stories in ways that vindicated the homeless and indicted the larger society that systematically brutalized them. Turning the tables on the well-publicized studies of the 1980s that had cataloged homeless persons’ manifold disabilities, the new ethnographies depicted the homeless as responding rationally to the cruel absurdities of their condition. As Elliot Liebow puts it in his masterful Tell Them Who I Am (1993), “there is not nearly so much craziness among homeless persons as there is in the systems ostensibly designed to help them.”[794] But while virtually all of these studies expressed sympathy for their subjects, the same cultural politics that had governed representations of homelessness since the Gilded Age continued to hold sway in the late twentieth century. Following in the footsteps of Gilded Age labor tribunes, New Deal social work journals, and Maharidge and Williamson’s Journey to Nowhere, liberal ethnographers of the 1990s downplayed their subjects’ deviance, depicting homeless subculture as an expression of the “worthy poor.” In Down on Their Luck (1993), David A. Snow and Leon Anderson’s landmark ethnography of “unattached homeless street adults” in Austin, Texas, for example, the authors observe that their subjects are “remarkably like most of us in their basic needs, their dreams and desires, their interpersonal strategies, and their proclivity to account for their situation in a fashion that attempts to salvage the self.” “Struck far more by their [subjects’] normalcy than by their pathology,” Snow and Anderson even argue that the “subculture of street life ... is not a subculture in a conventional sense ... in that it is neither anchored in nor embodies a distinctive set of shared values.” Rather, the authors continue, “its distinctiveness resides in a patterned set of behaviors, routines, and orientations that are adaptive responses to the predicament of homelessness itself.” Similarly, in his study of homeless women, Elliot Liebow contends that whatever subculture exists in the shelters is “born mainly out of shared homelessness and common needs” rather than out of any shared commitment to living “outside the system.”[795] In other words, the objective conditions of “houselessness” themselves create whatever deviation from conventional norms that may appear among the homeless. While these liberal ethnographies stress homeless persons’ normative desires for “home,” they also sometimes inadvertently acknowledge their subjects’ high degrees of alienation from wage labor, the nuclear family, and the state—three dominant institutions that have largely failed to help the homeless and in many cases have actually damaged them. Snow and Anderson remark that two-thirds of their sample population, for example, blamed their homelessness on family problems, and half of these were veritable “refugees from dysfunctional families.” Likewise, Elliot Liebow notes that because “family relationships are almost as likely to be sources of pain and rejection as pleasure and support,” many of the homeless women in his study are “desperately trying to run away from them.” Similarly, while Liebow echoes Snow and Anderson in asserting that “the work ethic is alive and well among” the homeless, all the authors provide ample evidence of profound disaffection with “jobs that are dirty and hard and boring and low status and lead nowhere” and, most importantly, that “do not pay enough to live on.”The various public and private agencies that service and support the homeless also fare poorly in the estimation of the homeless, who chafe against the impersonal controls, arbitrary treatment, contradictory rules and expectations, and the sheer “brutishness” of the shelter system.[796] Despite the authors’ contention that the homeless are “just like you and me,” the nation’s streets and shelters appear to harbor attitudes and values not too distant from those of the old main stem. Recognizing these similarities, radical ethnographers of the 1990s explored more thoroughly the deviance and alienation manifest among the homeless, discovering within the practices and ideologies of homeless subculture an immanent and radical critique of the nation’s dominant institutions. One of the first authors to revisit the notion of a homeless counterculture was Dale Maharidge, who, along with photographer Michael Williamson, published The Last Great American Hobo in 1993 as a critical repost to their own earlier book, Journey to Nowhere, as well as to the “long line” of homelessness books that followed it. Invoking the anachronistic term “hobo” in the sense of “hobohemian,” Maharidge and Williamson’s second book recalls James Spradley’s and Douglas Harper’s revisionist studies of homeless life during the skid row era. As they track the fate of a homeless encampment along the banks of the Sacramento River, Maharidge and Williamson record the experiences not of entitled Forgotten Men, nor of dislocated poor people clinging to normative desires for “home,” but rather of “non-conformists” who are “trampled by society” for not adhering to the rules of masculine bread-winning.[797] Unlike in liberal ethnographies, where the grotesque conditions of “houselessness” twist and distort their victims’ values and attitudes, in Maharidge and Williamson’s radical account, “houselessness” itself stands as punishment for deviance. Characterizing their previous interpretations of homelessness as projections of their own “middle-class reality,” Maharidge and Williamson discount those studies that romanticize their subjects, present the homeless as innocent victims of circumstances, or focus only on structural causes. All of these approaches, Maharidge andWilliamson argue, impose middle-class norms and expectations about home and work on people for whom the streets serve as a haven from those norms. One must view the homeless, they say, through the lens of “hobo reality” where homelessness is one possible consequence of rejecting “the system,” that is, the dominant world of regular jobs and nuclear family life.[798] This conflict between “middle-class reality” and “hobo [or homeless] reality” animated the radical ethnography of the 1990s. Just as the Wobbly anthem “Hallelujah, I’m a Bum” recognized both the cruel injustices and the marginal glories of hobo life, so, too, do radical ethnographers acknowledge both the brutalities and mean consolations of the contemporary homeless world. In Checkerboard Square (1993), a study of homeless “street people” in “North City,” David Wagner blames an oppressive “nexus of values”—including “beliefs in the work and family ethics”—for relegating his “unworthy” subjects to the streets, where, by default, they are forced to create their own countercultural community to survive.[799] Similarly, anthropologist Joanne Passaro’s 1996 study of New York City’s street and shelter populations, The Unequal Homeless, identifies a large number of men and women who view their condition in terms either of their failure to adapt to nuclear family roles or the need to escape familial roles or relationships that had become oppressive. According to Passaro, homelessness represents a “haven from heartless homes” for many poor women, the only sanctuary available from abuse. Other women turn to the shelter system in response to the failure or disappearance of male breadwinners. Those largely unattached women who refuse shelter and remain on the streets join an overwhelmingly male population for whom homelessness “is a space for society’s rejects, the transgressors of social identity.” Remaining on the streets the longest, explains Passaro, are “men who refuse to be breadwinners, ‘non-masculine’ men, young men who have been victims of abuse from within nuclear families, and men who are tainted twice, because of poverty and race, and who will most likely never get the chance to be ‘men.’”[800] Visible homelessness, in other words, represents an acute crisis of gender and race precipitated in large measure by the categorical force of the nuclear family imperative. In many ways, this radical interpretation of homelessness as “a space for society’s rejects” recalls the “disaffiliation” thesis of the skid row era that characterized homeless men as “not part of the system.”[801] John Fiske’s contemporary study of shelter residents’ reading and television viewing habits, for example, finds homeless men consistently “distancing themselves from the norms of domesticity and family relationships, of work and leisure, of earning and spending money ... systematically reject[ing] the social values that have rejected them.” “Homelessness is not just their material condition,” asserts Fiske, echoing Howard Bahr and Theodore Caplow, “it saturates their ‘whole way of life.’”[802] What separates the postwar studies of homeless “disaffiliation” from their contemporary counterparts, however, is the positive valuation that radical ethnographers give to their subjects’ “antisocial” behaviors and countercultural ideologies. Sociologists like Bahr and Caplow defined the skid row community as illegitimate because its members did not “go along with the rules” and lived “beyond the reach of organized society.”[803] Liberal scholars and journalists of the 1980s and 1990s tried to counter this characterization by emphasizing homeless persons’ normative desires for regular work and nuclear family life. Radical ethnographers returned to the basic categories of the skid row studies, but instead of interpreting homeless persons’ “disaffiliation” as pathological, attempted to explain their subjects’ deviance as rational responses to traditional institutions and ideologies that have failed American society as a whole. Although radical ethnographies take into account instances of organized resistance among the homeless, they do not necessarily replicate the strategy of Wobbly folklore in depicting their subjects as renegades or members of a countercultural avant-garde. Instead, they view the homeless as both agents and victims; that is, as those who suffer the most for failing to adapt to middle-class-based gender norms that millions of nonhomeless people reject as well. Noting that 23 million Americans in the 1990 census reported living alone, Joanne Passaro argues that “what is referred to as a symptom of psychological or social dysfunction among homeless people—their ‘disaffiliation’ and disaffection with dominant institutions—exists among the rest of us as well, if two of those ‘supportive institutions’ are marriage and the nuclear family.”[804] Similarly, David Wagner links the distinct countercultural community among North City’s street people to the larger loss of faith in work, family, and nation that attended the collapse of corporate liberalism. “The crisis of homelessness,” he argues, “represents the continued failure of the work and family ethics and of traditional state services to hold much legitimacy.”[805] Dale Maharidge puts the case on a more personal level in The Last Great American Hobo when he discusses his realization that “I was just like the people I wanted to write about.” Pondering whether he could ever leave behind his comfortable home and corporate job and “choose to become a hobo,” Maharidge comes to view the process of becoming homeless as “its own form of death and rebirth.”[806] Joining the nation’s most deprived and subordinated caste is indeed a heavy price to pay for transgressing the dominant rules of the postwar settlement. Given their class positions and racial identities, neither Maharidge nor millions of other white middle-class men and women will be forced to make such a choice. While the masculine romance of the road persists among middle-class white men as a means for expressing their disaffection with the family breadwinning imperative, the streets provide the nonconforming homeless with an abject counterculture that is at once part freedom and part prison. For many of America’s poor, the horror of this prison’s alternatives leaves them with little choice but to live without housing. Until the provision of housing proceeds on the basis of a universal citizenship, the American home will continue to harbor the racial, gender, and class inequalities that inevitably beget the homeless. As the American age of homelessness stretches into the twenty-first century, the ideal of home as a central place of being seems more urgent and elusive than ever. As in previous eras, Marches on Washington to revive and burnish this ideal have become routine, as groups ranging from the Promise Keepers to the Million Man and Million Mom Marchers dramatize local grievances as crises of home and nationhood. Gathering in the nation’s capital to reaffirm the home as the fundamental building block of social order and the wellspring of democratic citizenship, these demonstrators inadvertently testify to the extraordinary diversity of contemporary home ideals. The singular domestic vision that once seemed to command universal allegiance—breadwinning fathers and child-rearing mothers in single-family houses—has fractured, fallen victim to the racial exclusions, gender constraints, and narrow class assumptions that such a vision historically entailed. If postmodernity is defined as the “loss of the center,” then the multiplicity of contemporary domestic practices and ideals might serve as the leading hallmark of the postmodern era. It would be more accurate, however, to consider our age of homelessness not as a dramatic break from previously unified visions of home, but as another phase of a persistent failure to divorce such visions from both the political economies of housing and the entitlements of citizenship. Since the nineteenth century, homeless persons—variously figured as vagrants, tramps, hoboes, transients, migrants, bums, and street people— have sparked successive crises of home and nationhood that fundamentally challenged the narrow domestic visions upon which the privileges of American citizenship have historically been based. By virtue of their social power, dispossessed white men were able to gain access to these privileges, but only after they had created their own threatening homeless world, where privilege was defined in terms of independence from reigning domestic ideals. The recovery of the “Citizen Hobo” afterWorldWar II was achieved only through the creation of a political economy and social policy that elevated the nuclear family ideal to a social imperative. Today the consequences of this achievement continue to weigh heavily upon us. Even in our postmodern era, which ostensibly recognizes the diversity of home ideals, poor people who reject or are rejected by the nuclear family face a gruesome existence where the protections and immunities of citizenship do not include housing. If in America “a man’s home is his castle,” granting him access to the polity and to social power, then those without homes or those imprisoned in the castle cannot be called citizens. For the homeless, winning citizenship means struggling not only for shelter, but for “home” differently defined. For however it is imagined, the American home remains an essential means for gaining access, belonging, inclusion, and power.