HIGH TIMES, HARD TIMES
sometimes the living is sweet,
and sometimes there's nothing to eat,
but i always land on my feet
It's been one years since the newsies won their Newsboy Strike,
but looking around New York City one would think that little has
changed. Joseph Pulitzer and William Randolph Hearst are back
to their old ways, competing with one another to find the biggest
front page story out there, even going as far as to influence the
news with money, creating stories that wouldn't otherwise exist.
The stories come from the waves of immigrants making their way
through Ellis Island, shaping the dynamics of their city. It is easy
to pick on the newcomers, blaming them for the rise in crime, the
loss of jobs to hardworking American citizens, and the shaping of
small communities separating the Old World from the New World.
It's almost too perfect. Each immigrant has a story that can be
warped into a front page sensation, creating animosity where
there might not originally have been any.
For the Newsies it is a double whammy. Depending on the news
publication they work for it is a race to sell the most papes in
order to get their payment, for if they don't sell it they can either
kiss their jobs goodbye, or lose any possible hope of getting a
raise. And at the same time they have to worry about keeping
their jobs from falling into the hands of the newcomers, the boys
of foreign lands that would work for cheap, something that only
increases the newspaper war between Pulitzer and Hearst. Where
once the various newsboy groups were friends, they find that it
is time to go their separate ways. It's every Newsie for himself,
just as it is every man, woman, and child for themselves as the
face of New York City changes, turning into a stranger of sorts.
so when there's dry timeshttp://z8.invisionfree.com/hightimeshardtimes
i wait for high times and then
i put on my best, and i stick out my chest
and i'm off to the races again!