Monthly Archives: April 2011

There’s always one

Often, when I represent my co-op at events, there is one audience member who insists on being annoying. It usually has to do with their discomfort at the existence of an actual large democratically-run institution that is somehow at odds with their fantasy idea of what we should be.

Our existence by itself is political but that is often not enough for armchair philosophers. I suppose its fair for people to be mad at decisions we make, but in a democratic workplace of 230 people, I can’t give a definitive answer for why we made a decision, I can only say what issues some people brought up and that the majority decided. People, even leftists, buy-in subconsciously to the spin-speak of places with huge PR budgets. We are a democracy: messy, opinionated, and sometimes wrong. It’s unwieldy at times, but it is also our strength.

Recently, after being on a panel discussing alternative workplaces and the philosophy behind them, I was confronted by an audience member.

“You said you pay a living wage, how do you figure that?”

“Well, our starting wage is a couple of dollars over the official SF hourly rate.”

“San Francisco doesn’t have a living wage ordinance, it has a ‘minimum compensation’ ordinance* according to my calculations, a living wage would be $18 or $19 an hour.”

I pointed out that we have an unbelievable health plan free to workers, real profit sharing, discounts on food and numerous other benefits that make our wages even higher, but none of that was really the point and he didn’t seem interested. Because I was representing the co-op, Mr. Leftist simply couldn’t speak to me as a worker, he was speaking to me as the boss. He probably felt brave speaking truth to power and all that except that he wasn’t speaking truth and he wasn’t speaking to “power”.**

Of course, I was also exhausted since I had been working at 7 AM that morning and this conversation happened after 10 PM. You gotta love a conversation about work where it goes on too late for most people who work for a living to attend.

At another talk – actually one where I was doing a reading from my book –someone confronted me about “a friend” that once worked there and got fired and how they had all these criticisms of the co-op. Of course, I was at a disadvantage because 1. I didn’t know who they were talking about, 2. Even if I did, I might not know the situation and, 3. Even if I knew both those things, I certainly couldn’t talk about it in a public setting because it’s illegal. There are one of two cases in my 17 years at the co-op where the folks got fired and I disagreed with it, but in most of the other cases, people had it coming. If someone gets caught padding their timecard***or stealing they aren’t going to tell their friends that. They are going to say, “It’s not a real co-op.” “It’s a popularity contest.” Or some version of “I spoke truth to power.”

The funny thing is that there are certainly valid criticisms of our co-op. We have no real models for what we are doing and have made stuff up as we went along. We could have better systems for some things and we could have more actual democracy in some cases. One of the reasons I finally came around to opposing coupons**** is that I felt like it was affecting our internal democracy. Everyone was too tired and too busy to go to meetings.

But the bottom line is that we are not a philosophical wet dream of a worker co-op. We are an actual worker-coop: the biggest retail worker-coop in the country. I’m proud to work there, warts and all. It’s not a workers’ paradise, it’s a constant work in progress.

*I looked it up later and this is true. At the time of its implementation, the term “minimum compensation” was substituted for “living wage”. However, according to the we are still well above the number calculated in SF for a single person.
**To be fair, he was speaking to 1/230th of the power in the store.
***We operate on an honor system in many ways so offenses like padding time cards, giving out discounts to people not approved for them etc. are firing offenses.
****When I represent Rainbow publicly, discussions of why we stopped coupons are totally the new “Why don’t we boycott Israel?” And no I won’t discuss the second question here.
*****Clearly this whole entry (and anything on this website) is my opinion and I am not speaking for Rainbow here.

R.I.P. Poly Styrene

It’s all over the internet and there will be better obits written by folks who knew her or were around to see X Ray Spex play. But Poly Styrene died yesterday after a battle with cancer and it just wouldn’t be right to not mention it.

X Ray Spex was one of those bands that was almost mythical those of us who were into that kind of thing. The only made one record before they dispersed into drugs and Krishna, but what a record it was! Not that anyone I knew had ever seen it… Out of print for a long time by the early ‘80s, we all had crappy cassette copies or vinyl bootlegs. Anything above 4th generation was highly sought after.

Those of us into that kind of thing liked punk rock but weren’t sold on the idea that the newest (at that time) kind of punk was the only punk. Hardcore* was in ascendance in the USA and while I loved that too, I always had a soft spot for edgier new wave and – to be honest – music made by people other than straight white dudes (like me). Much has been written about the way that the more rigid musical style* and violence of early ‘80s hardcore pushed out the women and the queers, but there were also a lot of people who kept those flames alive, trading tapes of bands like Au Pairs, Delta 5, Raincoats, Slits and supporting bands like X or The Mutants even if we didn’t talk about it much.

But X Ray Spex, they were extra special. Maybe the effort we had to go to listen to them added to the intrigue – as did the fact that the lead singer was a biracial, female teen-ager — but they were not a derivative band. They sounded totally new to us. Personal lyrics about the times we were growing up in… alienation that was unafraid… saxophone… no one was like them.

Clearly riot grrrl owed a lot to X Ray Spex. Bikini Kill – even without a horn section – sounded more like them than any other band. It didn’t seem like it in the ‘80s, but their sound, style, and message was dormant but not dead.

Goodbye Poly Styrene. You may have only made one listenable record, but it was one of the best punk records ever.

*I always feel the need to explain this now because things changed so much but “hardcore” in 1981-85 meant stripped down, super fast, political, and not afraid of violence. It did not mean backpacks, whining about one’s feelings, or guitar noodling. Nothing wrong with those things, it’s just not what was going on back then. Minor Threat was mad about social situations, not sulking in the corner.
** My favorite example of this is from the Big Boys. Funk punks themselves, they felt the need to write, “I’m a punk, and I like Sham (69). / Cockney Rejects are the world’s greatest band. /But I like Joy Division, Public Image to / Even that’s not what I’m supposed to do” Imagine a time when liking Joy Division or PIL was seen as selling out!

Who am I?

My co-worker told me that some customers were looking at my book. “Who is that?” one woman asked the other.

“I think he was on one of those island reality shows,” her friend answered.

Assuming they didn’t mean Temptation Island, which Survivor dude do you think they thought I was? Russell? Rob? Richard Hatch? That hippie dude with the overalls?

Etiquette

You know how sometimes invitations have a dress code? “Business Casual”, “Black Tie’, “Evening Formal”?

I don’t get many invites like those. I am, however, proud to have just received a request to attend a cheese event that listed as a requirement: “Factory Attire”.

Annex_-_Chaplin,_Charlie_(Modern_Times)_03

I’ll have to get some overalls.

Happy Joey Ramone Day!

Gabba Gabba Hey!

What’s your favorite Ramones song? Which is the cheesiest?

Cheese Fest Trade Day Outline

By request… I was asked by a few people for a copy of my outline from the California Artisan Cheese Festival distribution panel. This is pretty dry reading, but you asked for it:

Schnitzel toy still life
(Pictured is a bad sales rep. The tug toy represents pricing)

What I expect in a cheese distributor:

1. Distributor has a rep/contact person who:
– visits the store on a regular basis who
– understands, generally, our store and customers
-has actually looked at our cheese case
-brings samples of new cheese
-makes suggestions that fit our store
-has some level of excitement or energy for cheese (don’t need to entertain me, just has to care about cheese)
-understands cheese basics (I have often had to explain name-control, rBGH, pasteurization etc.)
-is authorized to make deals
-can issue or oversee credits

2. Cheese handling
-regular delivery schedule
-not a lot of shorts
-professional drivers aware of food safety issues (don’t need to know the temp of pasteurization, do need to know not to drop boxes of cheese in floor puddles)
-has warehouse folks who understand the needs of different cheeses and inspect the cheese periodically
-moves product before it goes bad, not after
-gets rid of returned bad products instead of re-selling them

3. Money
-Issues credits in a transparent, timely manner
(doesn’t arbitrarily decide to deny credits, has pick up slips with numbers that actually match something, etc.,)
-sale cheeses actually are on sale when they arrive

4. Favors
-does an occasional favor as long as I don’t abuse.

5. What I don’t want
-Outsiders touching our cheese (retailers who have outside companies re-set cases either have no self-respect or are exploiting the labor of others)
-“deals” on crap (too old, full of preservatives, etc.)
-BS sales talk
-Making things up when they don’t know the answer
-bad cheese
-the same bad cheese on next order

CAGC panel

My responsibilities
-Be honest (tell them when I’m dropping big products, bring up problems, etc.)
-return phone calls/emails
-offer price matching
-take special orders that I order
-ask for few favors
-tell them when my schedule changes
-when a distributor has developed a market for cheese, spending money on promotions and education, do not switch to a different distributor when that cheese gets popular and other companies try to move in. Unless there is a good reason.

INSANITARY

Doing some cheese research, I came across an “Import Refusal Report” that was pretty gross. However, I came across a word that is perfect to describe certain cheese manufacturing conditions.


Charge(s)
Violation Code Section Charge Statement
FILTHY 402(a)(3), 801(a)(3); ADULTERATION The article appears to consist in whole or in part of a filthy, putrid, or decomposed substance or be otherwise unfit for food.

MFR INSAN 801(a)(1); INSANITARY MANUFACTURING, PROCESSING OR PACKING The article appears to have been manufactured, processed, or packed under insanitary conditions.

Now, I looked it up, and it appears “insanitary” is a real word (so is “unsanitary”, the word I thought was being misspelled when I first read this). It means, unsurprisingly, “so dirty or germ-ridden as to be a danger to health”. However, I really like it as a description of the manufacturing process of a small minority of food producers who don’t seem to get basic food safety issues. As in, your sense of sanitation is INSANE!”