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Subject: Prof.James Petras : Meditations: Greece Past and Present
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*Meditations:  Greece Past and Present*

*James Petras*

*11 May 2014*

             I stopped.  A funeral was going by.  A pauper’s burial.  Only
a woman and a child followed.  I asked an old man looking on who it was.

            “A neighbor who sold fruit and vegetables and couldn’t pay the
rent”.

            He looked up puzzled. “How could they afford a coffin, a burial
site and a stone if he couldn’t put food on the table when he was alive?”

*≠*

            My grandfathers, stone cutters would find plenty of work:
people of all ages are dying every day .The authorities call them
“unnatural deaths”.  But how many grave sites have tomb stones?

*≠*

            I gaze up at the Acropolis and the marble columns of the
Parthenon shimmer under a brilliant blue sky . . . and I trip over a ragged
body stretched across the sidewalk, a blackened hand grasping a crust of
bread.

*≠*

            I walk past the dead.  I walk over the dying. And I hurry away
from a wild-eyed, white bearded raving madman screaming in a high-pitched
hoarse voice. “The crises is over! The banks are rich!  We are saved!”

*≠*

       I enter the Byzantine museum, a refuge from the turmoil, an
inexpensive escape into the past . . . or is it? The ticket sellers, guards
and guides are nowhere to be seen … Are they on strike?  Or have they been
fired? Or both?  I walk alone, unmolested, through a thousand years:  the
rise and fall of Constantinople.

*≠*

            Is there a museum of modern Greece? Two hundred years of
revolutions and imported monarchs.  Of Great Ideas that bred
Catastrophes.Of unsavory dictators and collaborators.Of heroic resistance
fighters and concentration camps.Of juntas and student martyrs.Of
alternating Conservative and Socialist kleptocrats.

*≠*

            A museum depicting the collapse of illusions of wealth and
streets paved with euros.  A European city converted into the home for one
hundred thousand beggars and two million unemployed.

*≠*

            The bagmen are coming – its election time.  The scrawny hands
of impoverished pensioners reach out . . . A grizzly bald Socratic
look-alike lines up at a soup kitchen.  He questions the Athenians :  “Do
you believe the democratic authorities will add meat to the watery soup?”.

*≠*

            Kimon, a recent graduate of Athens University, a classical
scholar, sells counterfeit ancient coins on a street corner.  He tells me
an authentic fifth century Arethusa dekadrachm signed by Kimon or Euainetos
or Eumenos would feed a thousand unemployed Greeks for a year, maybe two,
if they are vegetarians.

*≠*

            I stood behind a small crowd in front of a kiosk reading the
headlines of the newspapers (who buys them these days?).  An excited woman
pushed her way out of the semi-circle and screeched to the silent
on-lookers.  “The Nazis called the Jews, Communists… the gas chambers,
showers. The Americans call the fascists who burned alive three dozen
workers in Odessa, Ukrainian Nationalists”.  She turned abruptly and walked
quickly down the street.  The others mumbled incoherently and drifted
away.  A nattily dressed businessman smiled at me and nodded his head as if
to say “Only a crazy woman screams in the street like her”.

*≠*

*Reflections on Odessa*

*James Petras*

            Some things do not change, despite world-historic
catastrophes.  Back in the late 19th century, Isaac Babel witnessed and
described mobs, self-described as “Black Hundreds”, rampaging the streets
of Odessa, dragging red-bearded Jews through the streets, sacking and
burning their stores.  Dozens of Jews were murdered and hundreds fled to
sanctuaries.  Terrible times, indeed!

            But how much worse today when the progeny of the Black Hundreds
and the proud descendants of Nazi collaborators, who now call themselves
the ‘Right Forum’, roam the streets of Odessa with impunity and license,
beating whomever they encounter.

            Women, adolescents and pensioners fled, seeking refuge in a
Trade Union Center.  The contemporary Nazi’s firebombed the Center,
incinerating forty and forcing others to jump from windows to their death.
And those injured from their fall… beaten to a bloody pulp.

            The Right Forum flaunts the worst of the Black Hundreds and
Nazi legacy of mayhem and massacres.

            The pogroms of the Black Hundreds of the pre-revolution were
nothing compared to the genocide of the Ukrainian Waffen Galician
Nichtengall and Roland Division.  Eighty thousand Ukrainian fascists led by
Stepan Bandera  served as Hitler’s willing executioners.  They murdered
millions of Poles and Jews and Ukrainians.  Even their Nazi overseers were
appalled by the buzz-saw assassinations.

            The children of the Bandera genocidists, in recognition of
their Nazi roots, first called themselves the “Social-National Party of the
Ukraine”.  They changed to “Right Sector” and “Svoboda”, so as not to
offend the sensibilities of their new Western paymasters.  Still, in
remembrance of times past, the Right Sector, in the tradition of Bandera,
knows best how to burn alive those “fake Ukrainians” who speak Russian or
support socialists or protest the American designated junta that they, the
Right Sector, brought to power.

            Ukrainian fascists have been  given license to kill: in the
past at the service of the Tsar, later with Hitler, today for the United
States.  The Ukraine is the center of the resurgence of European fascism
taking state power:  armed and willing to exterminate any enemy of the
puppet junta.

            Yes, Odessa has ‘changed’ since the time of Babel.  It was
liberated by Revolution, ravaged by civil war, starved by Stalin, genocided
by Germans and Ukrainian Nazis . . .  who juxtaposed the swastika to a
background of national colors.

            Yes, the Nazis were defeated . . . but not forever!

            Yes, the pogroms of the Jews ended . . . because there were so
few.

            Yes, half the population speaks Russian . . . but for how long?

            Yes, there are new industries . . .  but they are closing.

            Yes, the “black earth” was the granary of Russia . . . but now
it is owned by foreign billionaires.

            Yes, the Ukraine was independent . . . but elections, uprisings
and coups were bought and sold in, by and for… the free market.

            The Ukraine is ruled by a US appointed junta that seized power
through a US financed coup.  A junta which rules through pogroms and
military massacres.  They terrorize the towns and countryside; they roam
the city streets and occupy the squares.  They hate to death the workers
self-governing councils and popular militias which have sprang up
spontaneously, free of Russian tutelage and junta appointed oppressors.

            In Babel’s time, Jewish workers, under fascist siege, joined
the Red Army and wealthy merchants offered their daughters in marriage to
Bolshevik commanders.

            Today the architect of the  pogroms, the ethnic cleansing of
Russian speakers, is a leading American policymaker, a Jew ,who calls
herself Victoria Nuland (nee Nudelman).

            In Odessa and throughout the Ukraine , under the heel of  the
Kiev junta, the legacy of the Black Hundreds and the Nazi collaborators
lives on, despite a century of world shattering events.  Only the sponsors,
organizers and paymasters have changed.

            But let’s not forget the other legacy of the Ukraine:  the four
million heroic Ukrainians who fought in the victorious Red Army that
defeated Nazi Germany and decimated its Ukrainian collaborators.  That
legacy lives on, in today’s self-governing workers councils and popular
militias.

*Conversations:  Scholars and Farm Workers*

*James Petras*

            Conversations with farm workers, migrants and other subjects of
academic publications.

            The basic question, never asked by established and up and
coming academics is:  What do the subjects who answers my questions get out
of it? The academic will write an article in a professional journal or a
book for a scholarly press.  Publication leads to an appointment, a
promotion, and life time employment, a substantial salary with health
insurance, a pension, travel funds and time paid to conduct  studies.

            A Mexican farm worker who was asked for an interview, walked
away.  The scholar followed him explaining the importance of the study and
its relevance “to improving the life of the community through greater
understanding”.

            The worker stopped and looked his pursuer in the eyes “How much
will you pay me for my time?”

            The scholar was taken aback hesitated and asked; “Why do you
expect to be paid?”

            And the peasant answered; “Why not?  *You* are paid to write
books . . . my interview will help you write your books. You pay me for my
time and answers.”

            The scholar argued in vain:  “My publications take the side of
the farm workers, peasants, the immigrants, my writing exposes the
exploitation by landlords and supports peasant resistance.”

            The peasant answered; “But those *exploiters*, at least
*pay*me.  I am
*resisting* your attempt to secure my labor without remuneration”.

            The scholar moved on to interview another peasant and explained
that “the study would improve the life of the community by making the world
aware of the plight of the immigrant Indians”.

            The Indian asked “What ‘world’ reads about Indians in the
fields.  Only others like you.  They read your writings in order to
interview other Indians in order to publish books. And, all of you live in
a different world.  Will your books or articles raise my wages, secure me
credit, build a road to market”?

            Some demanded equality of wages:  one hour interviews at the
pay rates of the scholars.

            Others, the wisest, demanded *pre-payment* of village
improvements. Because they quickly learned that the wily, scholars did not
fulfill their promises; the interviews were completed, with handshakes and
promises.  But the streets were never paved.

            According to peasants, it turned out that the worst exploiters
were not the landowners who paid a miserable wage, but the scholars who
insisted on work without pay.  And worst, deprived the peasants of family
time, of free time among friends and companions.

            The peasants have yet to write their book about scholars who
profit from unpaid labor and academics who refuse to answer the peasants’
basic question “What do we get out of it?”

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