#columbus
Some dude in 2020: You should not judge a historical figure, a man from the past, by the modern ethics! He was a product of his time. 500 years ago his actions were completely normal! It’s present-ism, we can’t judge… bla-bla-bla…
People from 500 years ago: Oh my, this guy is such a bastard, a genocidal butcher, a total piece of garbage. Let’s keep records of this douche so people from the future shall hate him too.
Columbus’s crew were writing about what a genocidal monster he was. There were mutinies and uprisings by his crews and colonists constantly. If his contemporaries were willing to risk the ire of the queen of Spain to oppose him, we have every right to call him out on it too.
When Christopher Columbus landed in the Americas in 1492 convinced he had found the fabled western route to India, he wasn’t the only one who was fooled. And although his geographical mistake was understood fairly early, the mistake persisted for centuries in various ways. The icon of Thanksgiving, the turkey, for example, was thought to be a type of guineafowl, and is named (first in English for the bird around 1540) for the route the bird took back to Europe. Thus the turkey fowl was named by British sailors traveling through the Eastern Mediterranean, and obviously through the country of Turkey. When Carolus Linneaus came to the new world three centuries later and began to describe the species he found, he used the common name and misunderstanding and gave the bird the binomial meleagris gallopavo, from the Ancient Greek meleagris (μελεαγρίς) meaning a guineafowl. Many languages throughout the world continue with this mistake: the French use poulet d'inde, shortened to dindemeaningchicken from India; the Russians say indeyka (индейка), meaning relating to India; Dutch, Danish, Estonian and a handful of other countries derive a word from Calcutta; Arabic uses dīk rūmī (ديك رومي) or daǧāǧ rūmī (دجاج رومي) meaning Roman/Greek/Byzantine rooster/chicken, referring again to its origin around the Eastern Mediterranean, and so on. Probably too late to give the turkey its own identity!
Image of wild turkey, meleagris gallipavo courtesy Ruben Undheim, used with permission under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-SA 2.0).
More things to talk about around the holiday table that don’t involve current politics. Or if you prefer, use this post to launch a discussion about long and deep roots of colonialism, racism, etc., that stretch back to before the founding of the republic. We have a lot to talk about, and understanding our history requires a lot of work and open hearts and minds. Or you can just talk about the power of words.
Today, Columbus janitors held an emergency meeting and voted to authorize their bargaining committee to call a strike if necessary. Following their meeting, janitors announced the outcome of their vote to media and community supporters. Janitors were joined by elected leaders, including State Representative Tracy Heard.
Columbus janitors, who clean the majority of the commercial office space downtown, and cleaning contractors returned to the bargaining table on Monday, July 15th. Full-time Columbus janitors are currently paid just over $18,000 a year—well below the poverty level for a family.
Cleaning companies are still threatening to freeze wages for at least 2 years and to slash janitors’ hours. This would have a devastating effect on hundreds of working families in Columbus as janitors would not only lose access to health care, but up to half their income.
“We’re fighting for good jobs for ourselves and for the next generation,” says Dwayne Paige, a Columbus janitor and father. “I want my daughter to have a better future, and that’s not going to happen if wages for working people stay the same while everything else goes up.”
Today’s “yes” vote means that the janitors’ bargaining committee can call a strike if and when it becomes necessary. Janitors and representatives for cleaning contractors are scheduled to meet again on Monday, August 5th.
If you’re ever in the Columbus area of Ohio and have an afternoon, Dawes Arboretum is one of the most magical places in the country, I’d argue.