Recently I visited my home state of South Carolina - the Upstate/Piedmont. I left there long ago, courtesy of that fine educational institution the USMC, and have lived in Los Angeles ever since. Well, except for the past 4 years I lived and worked in Egypt, but that's another story.
I went to visit my closest friend back there in SC, who had recently uncovered a fascinating old 16mm film. It was shot in 1938 in a local cotton mill village.
That means a town wholly owned by a company, which was very common at the time in South Carolina.
Lots of footage of smiling, happy workers going to and from the mill...
The textile workers' strike of 1934 was the largest strike in United States history at the time, involving 400,000 textile workers from New England, the Mid-Atlantic states and the U.S. Southern states, lasting twenty-two days. The strike's ultimate failure and the union's defeat left the Southeastern United States an unorganized and anti-union region for the next 50 years.My friend's father was a textile engineer, and he had a saying: "Everything we ever had came from the mill."
Textile workers across the region, from worsted workers in Lawrence, Massachusetts and silk weavers in Paterson, New Jersey, to cotton millhands in Greenville, South Carolina, engaged in hundreds of isolated strikes, even though there were thousands of unemployed workers ready to take their places.And this friend and I, when we were in high school, both worked a mill owned by J.P. Stevens. We "doffed" cloth in the Weave Room. The Weave Room was a redneck Dante's inferno. The cotton threads must have humidity to retain the right amount of "stretch," so live steam constantly poured from pipes in the ceiling. That meant it was impossible to have air conditioning. And the noise of several hundred looms running constantly was deafening.
Even with all that, we had it better than the folks in the Carding Room, who breathed invisible cotton fibers during their shift. Many years later, the experts would discover white-lung disease.
Every week we were treated to NLRB posters informing us that we had the right to form a union. And every week, J.P. Stevens put up bigger posters telling us why we didn't need a union.
Governor Blackwood of South Carolina...called out the National Guard with orders to shoot to kill any picketers who tried to enter the mills. Governor Ehringhaus of North Carolina followed suit on September 5 (1934)...
Six picketers were shot to death and more than twenty other picketers wounded, most shot in the back as they were fleeing the picketline, in Honea Path, South Carolina on September 6.I had relatives who worked in that Honea Path mill and retired from it. But nobody ever mentioned THAT little incident.
Anti-union sentiment in the South kept wages low for decades, but also acted as a catalyst for development later when industries moved there from the North and Midwest because of lower costs.
Employers resisted integrating textile mills; when they were forced to do so by the Civil Rights Act of 1964, researchers found that African Americans were accepted overall by other employees, although they continued to face discrimination in job training and advancement. By the time this occurred, many jobs in the textile industry were already moving overseas, a trend that accelerated in the 1980s.All quotes from:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Textile_workers_strike_(1934)