It’s fitting, perhaps, during these few days in San
Francisco that I’m staying with my husband’s cousin, Marian Doub, her partner
Bob Thawley, and her Dad, Bill Doub.
Poster on Marian & Bob's kitchen wall |
I say this because they embody the sort of non-violent activism
that the suffragists employed in their fight for women’s political rights. All
of them have been arrested, countless times, mostly for protesting nuclear
weapons and power plants, but they also raise their voices against racism, gentrification,
and reckless development that puts profits ahead of neighborhoods. But I don’t
want to suggest that they simply oppose the things or systems they don’t like;
over the years they’ve also worked to create or support recycling programs,
cooperative childcare, and affordable housing, to name a few. Bob has worked
with people diagnosed with AIDS/HIV, and is currently helping to develop harm
reduction strategies for youth who are homeless and struggling with addiction. Their walls are adorned with posters from the Occupy
movement, notices of upcoming non-violent protests, and anti-gentrification actions.
I've included a few of my favorites.
Poster on Marian & Bob's bulletin board |
Yesterday I had a fascinating visit with another activist, graphic
artist and author Robert “Bob” Cooney, who put together a stunning book called Winning the Vote: The Triumph of
the American Woman Suffrage Movement. Bob spent years researching
suffrage history and rescued a lot of images and artifacts from obscurity,
featuring their images in his book along with insightful narrative. He’s also
recently released Remembering Inez: The Last
Campaign of Inez Milholland, Suffrage
Martyr. Inez literally worked
herself to death for suffrage, and her sacrifice was used as a springboard to rally
women to fight harder for their political rights. Remembering
Inez is about the campaign she was working on leading up to her collapse.
Bob and I had a great chat on his beautiful deck overlooking
the Pacific Ocean, nibbling on cookies his wife had provided and enjoying the rare
chance to geek out around suffrage history. Both of our spouses have been
patient and supportive, but their eyes glaze over after a certain point… We
traded stories and information about sources, and Bob was a wealth of information
and wise advice about how to approach this trip. I’m grateful to him for his
generous support of my project, and for his determination to further explore
and share this amazing chapter of American and women’s history.
This afternoon I met with Sue Englander of Bolerium Books, in San Francisco’s Mission
District. The bookstore has played an integral part in San Francisco’s radical
politics over the last several decades, and its collections are helpfully
arranged by social movement. The bookstore is on the 3rd floor and you
have to get buzzed in, which was a first for me and made me feel right away
like I was a member of some select radical club.
Sue is a lecturer at San Francisco State University and at
the City College of San Francisco. She’s also the author of, among other
things, Class
Conflict and Class Coalition in the California Woman Suffrage Movement,
1907-1912: The San Francisco Wage Earners' Suffrage League. We talked
about Sue’s book, some of San Francisco’s notable women of 100 years ago (such
as Maud Younger and Mrs. William McHenry Keith), radical politics, and her concerns
about gentrification and evictions that are displacing long time city
residents. Sue is a blast to talk to and I could easily have spent hours with her,
but she had to get back to work and I needed to move on with my day. I spent some
time perusing the bookstores incredible collections. Here’s the selfie we took with a poster in the background that reads “Sisterhood is Blooming.”
I wandered back toward Marian and Bob’s clutching Sue’s book and some
other Bolerium purchases I couldn’t resist, including a US Dept. of Labor
pamphlet on Married Women in Industry that
was written in 1924 by Mary Winslow (a former Congressional Union/National
Woman’s Party organizer); The President’s Address from the 9th
Annual Meeting of the American Association for Study and Prevention of Infant
Mortality (1918); a book called Leave the
Dishes in the Sink: Adventures of an Activist in Conservative Utah by
Alison Comish Thorne (2002); and another book of essays entitled Race-ing Justice, En-Gendering Power: Essays
on Anita Hill, Clarence Thomas, and the Construction of Social Reality, edited
by Toni Morrison. Whew! Why these? I don’t know, why the hell not? They seemed
interesting and will be useful background reading.
As I made my way home Mission St. was booming with lots of
people out and about, a rap concert, an amazing graffiti art-making event in an
alley, street vendors, and lots of trendy new bars and restaurants catering to
the city’s more affluent residents, while their less fortunate peers stagger past,
checking garbage cans for food and hugging the walls for support. Quite an
eyeful.
My husband Rick flies in from Maine tomorrow and we leave on
our trip Monday morning. I’ll be sad to leave San Francisco when there's so much to see and explore, but I’m also eager to launch this trip that I've been thinking about for a long time and actively planning over the last year.
Love this poster from Marian and Bob's collection |
Great stuff. Love the links. As my dad always said: "drive careful".
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ReplyDeleteReally enjoyed this post! When Sara and her lover C.E.S. Wood ("Erskine") finally settled down together, a few years after her cross-country trip, they moved into a house at 1020 Broadway on San Francisco's bohemian Russian Hill. Last year on a visit to San Francisco, my husband and I were given a tour of the neighborhood by our friend Michael Hellquist, who's just published a biography I'm reading now about the Portland, Oregon firebrand physician, Marie Equi. Equi was imprisoned for sedition and Erskine defended her--unfortunately, he lost and she ended up doing time for her radical views. When she got out, she lived with one of the leaders of the successful California suffrage campaign, Anita Whitney, on Russian Hill. I don't know if it was an illusion or not, but the vibrant spirit of those radical bohemian days seemed to linger on. You didn't say if your friends live on Russian Hill or not--probably not, right?--but your post really captures that spirit and shows how alive it still is.
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