It Just Isn't Fair
By Alllie
I used to work in a three-person office. Because of transfers and
vacations, some days I would end up alone. I couldn't really do
the work of three people so this guy from another office would be
detailed to help out. When the supervisor wasn't around on weekends,
he would generally sit down and read the newspaper for hours. This
despite there being lots of work, more work than I could do by myself.
But I'd have to try. One day, during the first two hours, he stayed
in the office about 25 minutes and 15 of that he spent reading his
Sunday paper. The other hour and 35 minutes he just disappeared
and I had to do all the work. I was so angry I threatened to report
him. He ignored me and left again. If I had reported him, management
probably would have been madder at me for making trouble than at
him for not working. They were like that. If two people were assigned
to the same task and one of them worked and one didn't and then
the first complained, supervisors would generally tell the complainer
to mind his/her own business, that they were doing the supervising,
not him/her. Then management would wonder why formerly good employees
became bitter and burned out. When this happened to me I told myself
I needed to get my mind right, to learn to accept it and that I
wasn't perfect either. But I couldn't. I felt that since I got paid
the same as that guy I shouldn't have had to carry my load and his
too. It just wasn't fair. Thinking about that got me to thinking
about one of the sources of this conflict, Memphis's morning paper,
Memphis's only daily paper, what I used to think of as our local
version of the Nazi Gazette, The Commercial Appeal.
The June 13-19, 1991 issue of weekly The Memphis Flyer
had an article about the profitability of The Commercial Appeal,
information revealed by "discovery" in a suit they had
against the much larger paper. If I remember rightly the suit claimed
the CA was trying to put them out of business. Because the
CA was privately held some of the information had not been
previously known and only became available because of the court
case. At that time Scripps-Howard's, which owns the Memphis Publishing
Company and The Commerical Appeal, had a pretax profit margin
of 36.1% and was taking about $40 million a year out of Memphis
from The Commercial Appeal (In 1988 that $40 million
was 21% of all Scripps-Howard's income. If that's still true they
would now be making $101 million a year in Memphis.), which gave
it a rate of return on equity of about 69%, an enormously high rate,
don't you think? Imagine if your bank account gave you that kind
of return. All that money and all the other money made by The E.
W. Scripps Company, $199 million in 1990 ($481million in 2002),
and guess where it went? It's paid out as stock dividends with 75%
going into a trust for the four grandchildren and 28 great-grandchildren
of the founder, E. W. Scripps (probably more of them now). All that
money, every year, given to those 32 people for doing nothing, for
never having done anything.
I was a Commercial Appeal paper-carrier for two years.
Paper-carrier is not a job for kids anymore. A daily newspaper is
too big, mostly because of ads, for someone on a bike to carry many
of them, especially on a Sunday. Now days carriers have to be adults
with cars. Before a carrier can deliver his papers he has to fold
them and, on wet days, bag them. It takes a while when you're doing
that by hand. We carriers used to hear how there was equipment for
folding and bagging and when the carriers in some cities picked
up their papers they would be ready to throw. But not in Memphis.
I hear that now, when the paper is especially large, carriers even
have to assemble the various sections themselves. The Memphis Publishing
Company, which publishes The Commerical Appeal, doesn't believe
in spending money to make anyone's jobs easier. "Do not
be afraid to be called a skin flint or miser. You can acquire no
more valuable reputation," Edward Willis Scripps told the business
manager of his San Francisco Daily News. He never tolerated "frills"
for his staffers, which in his mind included toilet paper, ice in
the summertime and even pencils. Reading about the old miser
Scripps it seems management of the company he founded hasn't changed
much.
The way the money worked back when I was carrying was that carriers
bought their papers from The Commercial Appeal and
then resold them to their customers so The Commercial Appeal
got its money whether the carrier got his or not. If customers didn't
pay, the carrier still had to. Potential carriers even had to get
two people to sign their bond promising that if the carrier didn't
pay The Commercial Appeal, whoever signed the bond was obligated
for the money. So technically carriers didn't work for or get paid
by the paper. It was cheaper for Scripps-Howard that way because
then carriers weren't eligible for minimum wage, had no rights,
no benefits, no sick leave, no health insurance, and no unemployment
insurance, not even any workman's compensation if they were hurt
on the job.
I used to get up every morning at 3:30 to throw papers. I started
doing it when I was broke and out of work. It was very hard. I realize
now that one of the reasons it was so hard was that I was carrying
someone else's load. I was carrying those 32 people around on my
back, making them their money before I was even allowed to make
a little for myself. Somewhere I couldn't see them they were sitting
and playing and never had to do a damned thing in their entire lives.
When I was out there in the dark at 4:00 in the morning in a hard
blowing rain and it was 34ºF and there was no way to keep dry
or warm and I ended up sick, where were they, do you think? Europe,
the Bahamas, Miami? I never had them help, even for 15 minutes,
when I was throwing papers in 95ºF and 100% humidity with sweat
dripping in my eyes. They never gave me a hand (or even a Get Well
card) when I stepped in a grass covered hole, broke my ankle, and
had to keep going and finish my route and then carry it with a broken
ankle the day after that and the day after that. When I got shorted
by customers who didn't pay because they were told they could get
the paper free for a month, did those 32 people reimburse me? No,
they didn't and no other carrier either unless he/she went out and
begged to the customer four or five times first. (The subscription
campaigns of The Commercial Appeal were very unpopular with
the carriers because they typically just got him/her stuck paying
for a month of papers for someone who didn't really want a daily
paper and only agreed because they thought it was free. The way
it was supposed to work was the customer paid the carrier and if
he was not satisfied he got a refund from the paper. In those days
the way it worked for me and most other carriers was I got stuck.)
Those 32 people never did a damn thing for me and never will. All
they had to do was think of new ways to spend money and old ways
of keeping their employees from noticing the footprints in their
backs. Think of how many people they have to take advantage of to
get $481 million a year. Let's see, 75% of $481,000,000 divided
by 32 (probably more now)... is ...$11,273,437.50 every year for
each of those 32 people, if they split it evenly. And now with the
Bush Junta eliminating taxes on dividends they don't even have to
pay taxes on that money or taxes on the hundreds of millions they
inherit. (Do you wonder that El Dunce gets such good press coverage?)
Each of those 32 people still gets more money every year than we
will ever work for and earn in our entire lives. For doing nothing.
Now you may think that's too bad how carriers are treated but how
does that affect you? Newspapers make most of their income, not
from subscribers, but from their advertisers. Every time The
Commercial Appeal charges its advertisers, those advertisers
pass that charge on to you. In 1991 the E. W. Scripps Company took
$40 million out of Memphis. That meant that every year they gouged
about $48 out of each of the 826,330 residents of Shelby County,
man, woman, and child, and that's net profit, not gross income.
Every time we bought groceries or an appliance or anything advertised
in the paper, we were paying a tax that went to those 32 people
and we paid that tax whether we bought a newspaper or not. That
tax not only went to support those parasites but to promulgate ideas
and policies that were in their self-interest, even if they were
against the interests of 99.99% of their readers.
The Commercial Appeal was very conservative. The editor
at that time was Lionel Linder and every day he ran editorials and
columns claiming that the solution to the economic problems of the
administration of the elder Bush was more tax cuts for the rich.
Or a cut in the capital gains tax. Since I'm working class person
capital gains is something I'm not too familiar with but I think
it's the money you would make if you bought stock or a house for
a million dollars and ten years later sold it for ten million dollars.
You (well, not you actually, actually a rich person) would have
to pay taxes on nine million dollars. Rich people were desperate
to have the capital gains tax cut so they could sell their overinflated
stocks while paying little, if any, taxes. (Bet the drop in the
stock market has something to do with the cut in capital gains by
the Bush Junta. Many of the rich sold and got out and without paying
much in the way of taxes.) What I'm trying to say is that the late
Lionel Linder, who controlled what went into The Comercial Appeal,
worked, directly or indirectly, for those 32 people and the agenda
that he set was one to please them, to promote their interests,
to tell us what they wanted us to believe, to make us think what
they wanted us to think, and to promote what would profit them the
most. The readers of The Comercial Appeal were not the customers.
We were the product. The owners of the company and the businesses
who bought ads were the customers. It was their interests and views
that were represented. Not ours. It was to them that the paper catered.
In 1991 those same 32 people also owned one TV station and two
radio stations in Memphis. (Now there are no limits on how much
media they can own in one market. Not that there is much diversity
in how the news is reported in Memphis anyway.) Think of that. And
think of the other rich people who own most of the newspapers and
TV and radio stations in our(?) country. How much did we know (before
the Internet) that they don't want us to know? Anything? You know
what they say, "Freedom of the press is for those with a press."
Think of all the other rich people who've never had to work. Rich
people who we, unawares, carry around every day of our lives. People
who's easy living comes from our sweat and pain. And we never know
their names. They know they have to hide from us and they do. We
may see their shadows but rarely even that. We see celebrities and
think that they're rich when they're only working for a living while
those 32 people have never done anything to earn that $11,273,437.50
a year. And there are thousands of them, hundreds of thousands of
them, most of them only taking only a little from each of us until
we stagger under the weight of this swarm of human fleas, till we
are drained dry and weak and wonder why we are always so tired.
Day by day it gets worse. They get richer and we get poorer. It Just Isn't Fair. But we're too DUMB to do anything about it.
They said something to that guy in my office who wouldn't work,
that he was supposed to work too. But who will ever say anything
to those 32 people, or the multitude of others, to make them work,
to get them off our backs. How can we fire them?
Acknowledgment: Thanks to Jed and ItsMarty for their
beta help.
© Alllie,
2003
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