ADVENTURES
OF A YOUNG MAN - JOHN REED
It was John Reed who wrote Ten Days That Shook The World, the account
of the Russian revolution that was turned into a film - Reds -
directed by Warren Beatty and starring himself alongside Diane Keaton
and Jack Nicholson.
Adventures Of A Young Man is a collection of Reed's short
stories written between 1912 and 1917 though not published until 1963
and then by a European publishing house. The copy that's fallen into
my hands is a reprint by City Lights Books, published in 1975 - the
first time these writings were published in America.
The significance of this is highlighted in the introduction taken
from the original 1963 pressing where it says: 'Such stories as
appear in this volume have been quietly and effectively suppressed'.
The fact that only City Lights led by Lawrence Ferlinghetti chose to
reprint these stories tells us something - though whether it's
confirmation that yes, these stories were up til then 'quietly and
effectively suppressed' I'm not sure. It could well be true?
Reed's an interesting character. He was born to rich parents in
Portland, Oregon in 1887 and ended up going to Harvard. He knew that
what he wanted to do was to write but he knew also that to be a
successful writer he might require a more worldly experience. Rather
than fiction, he was more interested in the real world so he ventured
out to explore it and to report back.
He ended up as a news correspondent in the Mexican War of 1916 where
he rode with Pancho Villa before heading off to Europe for the First
World War; a job that took him to Petrograd, the Russian revolution
and ten days that shook the world.
Before all of this, however, it was the streets of New York where he
would roam searching for material which he found in plentiful supply
in the form of people - primarily poor, working class people: 'In
my rambles about the city,' he wrote 'I couldn't help but
observe the ugliness of poverty and all its train of evil, the cruel
inequality between rich people who had too many motor cars and poor
people who didn't have enough to eat. It didn't come to me from books
that the workers produced all the wealth of the world, which went to
those who did not earn it.'
Reed's encounters with the denizens of New York are what makes up the
bulk of these stories and what's good about them is that he allows
his characters to speak for themselves. Essentially, he simply
records their monologues. So, we get street girls telling us of their
lives, along with tales from the homeless, the poor, the unfortunate,
the sick, and the starving. One of the best of these is a story
entitled Another Case Of Ingratitude, in which Reed stumbles upon a
tramp whilst out walking one night on Fifth Avenue.
'What's the matter - sick?' Reed asks.
'No sleep for two nights,' replies the tramp 'Nothing to
eat for three days.'
Reed takes the tramp to a restaurant and gets him fed and after the
meal asks him a few questions: 'No work? What's your job? Where do
you come from? Been here long?'
The tramp objects to being questioned to which Reed replies he was
only asking to make conversation.
'Naw, you wasn't,' says the tramp 'You t'ought because you
give me a hand-out, I'd do a sob story all over you. Wot right have
you got to ask me all them questions? I know you fellers. Just
because you got money you t'ink you can buy me with a meal...'
Reed views him as being and declares him to be ungrateful but there's
obviously more to it than that. It's hard to tell whether Reed is
aware of it or not and whether it's by accident or design but the
story speaks volumes about dignity, pride, equality, and the chasm
between the rich and the poor. It's an echo, in fact, of Baudelaire's
prose piece Let's Beat Up The Poor! in which rather than giving money
to a beggar Baudelaire beats one up instead. The beggar fights back
until Baudelaire stops the fight declaring the beggar to now be his
equal, therefore restoring the beggar's pride and dignity.
In another story, entitled The Thing To Do, Reed encounters a
Cambridge-educated Englishman who is on his way back to England to
join the army so as to fight in the Great War. As with the tramp in
the restaurant story, Reed tries to engage in conversation with him,
seeking among other things, his views on revolution and war, only to
be left perplexed by his answers: 'Revolutions occur only when a
people is oppressed,' the Englishman says 'And British working
men are not oppressed. They are paid excellently for persons of their
class...'
And as for his reason for going to war: 'I fight because my people
have always been army people.'
They both soon part ways, leaving Reed with a thought: 'I had a
momentary, guilty idea that perhaps the spirit that conquered India
was the same which would wade through fire and blood to get a cold
bath in the morning - because it was the Thing to Do.'
The overall picture that is painted by these short stories is that
the world is in need of change. Reed was rightly contemptuous of the
rich, ruling elites of America based, I suspect, on his experience of
them and their sons at Harvard. Likewise, however, the rich, ruling
elites and their sons were equally contemptuous of Reed.
It was among the working class that Reed discovered the most virtuous
of men and women, particularly among those involved in political
struggle and industrial disputes. Not that he erred towards viewing
the working class romantically at all as evidenced by some of the
stories where he allows working men to tell their tales but in doing
so damning themselves utterly with their stupidity, racism, and blind
acceptance of and allegiance to the status quo.
Reed's involvement with the Bread and Roses strike of 1912 in
Lawrence, Massachusetts involving immigrant textile workers brought
home to him the knowledge that 'the manufacturers get all they can
out of labor, pay as little as they must, and permit the existence of
great masses of the miserably unemployed in order to keep wages down;
that the forces of the State are on the side of property against the
propertyless.'
In Reed's essay Almost Thirty, an assessment of himself looking back
over the years in which most of his short stories were written, he
wrote: 'I have seen and reported many strikes, most of them
desperate struggles for the bare necessities of life; and all I have
witnessed only confirms my first idea of the class struggle and its
inevitability. I wish with all my heart that the proletariat would
rise and take their rights - I don't see how else they will get them.
Political relief is so slow to come, and year by year the
opportunities of peaceful protest and lawful action are curtailed.
But I am not sure any more that the working class is capable of
revolution, peaceful or otherwise; the workers are so divided and
bitterly hostile to each other, so badly led, so blind to their class
interest.'
Months later in Russia, the October Revolution and the storming of
the Winter Palace would take place, out of which Reed would write Ten
Days That Shook The World. Three years later he would die of typhus
and be buried near the Kremlin Wall, a hero of the Russian
revolution.
Looking back on the life of John Reed now, we can see how he and the
Russian revolution itself was betrayed by the failure of the
totalitarian State to wither away as it was meant to. In this same
light he may now be viewed as the sailors of Kronstadt are now viewed
- as the pride and flower of the revolution brought to heel for
wanting to carry the revolution through to its ultimate conclusion -
and that's a fine accolade to bestow upon anyone.
Adventures Of A Young Man. 'Quietly and effectively suppressed'?
It could well be true.
John Serpico
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