“The Lady and the Tiger,” 11/7/1917

Series: Berryman Political Cartoon Collection, 1896 - 1949Record Group 46: Records of the U.S. Senate, 1789 - 2015

This cartoon by Clifford K. Berryman depicts the two big winners on New York’s Election Day, 1917 – Women’s Suffrage, and the Tammany Hall political machine, represented by the Tammany Tiger.   While some states allowed women to vote, no national law guaranteed women that right until the 19th Amendment to the Constitution was ratified in 1920.



A little history appreciation

I just watched Gangs of New York for the first time and it was rather interesting. See we are learning about Immigration during the mid 1800s and the Five Points in New York in AP American History right now which are elements in the movie. From what my AP teacher has told me, the movie is so historically accurate its scary so I thought it was a good idea to watch it. Being a history nerd, I found that it interesting that there was so much lawlessness in the Five Points, the corruption in the early public service systems like local police stations, and the workings of the political machine Tammany Society. I just wish we could have talked about it in class but its rated R. Thats the public school system for ya

The "virgin vote": a historian discovers why young Americans once actually voted
In the mid-1800s, politics were indispensable to making friends, becoming an adult, and even getting laid.
By Jeff Stein

In the spring of 1860, Kentucky abolitionist Cassius Clay was giving a speech in Hartford, Connecticut, when he was threatened by a pro-slavery Democrat. A young Republican bodyguard in his early 20s leaped forward and clobbered his assailant with his torch, defending Clay. The story quickly circulated, and the bodyguard and his friends in Connecticut used their newfound reputation to help build a new anti-slavery political group.

They called themselves the “Wide Awakes.” They held late-night meetings in saloons to talk about the Republican causes of the day. Membership required attendance at local government meetings and spending several hours every week promoting the Republican ticket. Wide Awake crowds began showing up in the middle of the night at the homes of prominent lawmakers, often yelling and singing until the politician woke up and agreed to talk. The Wide Awakes threw wild parties and donned unmistakable uniforms: glimmering jet-black robes, long flowing capes, top hats, and 6-foot torches often emblazoned with their logo, an open eyeball.

By the summer of 1860, there were more than 100,000 Wide Awake members gathered into about 1,000 separate clubs across the country. Proportional to population, that would be equivalent to 1 million members today. That fall, the movement played a significant role in mobilizing voters and powering Abraham Lincoln’s electoral victory.

The idea of such a swift and massive uprising of young people may seem unusual from our vantage point, but it was not unusual for the era. In a fascinating and timely recent book, The Virgin Vote: How Young Americans Made Democracy Social, Politics Personal, And Voting Popular, historian Jon Grinspan captures the soaring heights of youth involvement in American politics in the mid- to late 19th century — which he describes as a golden era of youthful popular politics. He makes clear just how far we’ve fallen since then.

Grinspan’s central insight is that we’ve lost the social incentives that once made anything but near-constant political engagement unthinkable for millions of young people.

Politics, he argues, did not gain massive popularity among the young because of the thrill of high-minded policy discussions and reasoned, wonkish debate. Instead, it did so because the 20-somethings of the mid-1800s saw it as vital to fulfilling more fundamental longings — vital to maintaining a group of friends, to socializing, to entertainment, to building a career, even to getting laid. Grinspan says that leaving childhood to become a man — or a woman, in some cases, despite the lack of voting rights — depended on forging a political identity in a way that’s totally alien to us in 2017.

At its core, Grinspan’s book suggests that if we’re ever going to truly solve the long-running crisis of young people’s rejection of politics — one that contributed to Donald Trump’s win — the best bet lies in somehow rekindling those same motivations.

In the 1800s, elementary schools were breeding grounds for “violent little partisans”

They started young.

In the 19th century, schoolhouses — where they existed — served as a “petri dish for popular politics,” Grinspan writes. One popular chant, “Democrats eat dead rats!” was a favorite of Whig schoolboys in the South and Midwest. In unruly classrooms, boys chanted slogans taught by parents and older siblings, and they brawled with partisan rivals in the playground. (In 1876, one group of Republican 8-year-olds in Kansas choked a classmate with his Democratic scarf until he passed out.)

Teachers were expected to read the results of elections in the classrooms. Dozens of children’s diaries show that political arguments frequently dominated the classroom discussions, with academic lessons sometimes an afterthought.

Campaigners staged rallies explicitly to draw young children. They made a point of making sure floats featuring live raccoons, foxes, eagles, and bears appeared alongside the political candidate to make them appealing to kids. They offered leather balls to play with and set off fireworks — entertainment primarily for the children.

On Election Day, children as young as 6 became “errand boys” for campaigners, transporting vital messages and news. Some were tasked “with dragging the tipsy voters in town to the polls.”

All of this made politics look like a clear stepping stone to adulthood. “Campaign spectacle helped the wavering outline of a child’s nature form into a personal, political identity,” Grinspan writes.

Casting “the virgin vote”

Spectators at a Tammany Hall rally through NYC’s Union Square toward the end of the bitterly contested 1884 presidential campaign.

Crossing the threshold from political boyhood to political adulthood was described in terms that sound very much like modern discussions of puberty.

In fact, that era’s contemporaries referred to one’s first vote as a “virgin vote” (the inspiration, obviously, for the book’s title). A “virgin vote” was a risk, a thrill, and a potential source of anxiety. Casting a vote for the “wrong” party, Grinspan writes, might be compared to choosing the wrong romantic partner and catching “a bad case of syphilis.”

The moment a young partisan cast his first ballot was seen as a bridge to adulthood, in a period in which Americans were deeply proud of their status as the world’s most egalitarian democracy (though, of course, one for white men only).

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Tammany Hall on East 14th Street between Third Avenue and Irving Place in Manhattan, New York City (1914).

The cornerstone for the new Tammany headquarters was laid on July 14, 1867. When the leaders of the Society found that they had not raised sufficient funds, and needed $25,000 more, a meeting was held at which $175,000 was immediately pledged. Completed in 1868, the new Wigwam was located at 141 East 14th Street between Third and Fourth Avenues, but the building was not simply the clubhouse of a political organization:

Tammany Hall merged politics and entertainment, already stylistically similar, in its new headquarters … The Tammany Society kept only one room for itself, renting the rest to entertainment impresarios: Don Bryant’s Minstrels, a German theater company, classical concerts and opera. The basement – in the French mode – offered the Café Ausant, where one could see tableux vivant, gymnastic exhibitions, pantomimes, and Punch and Judy shows. There was also a bar, a bazaar, a Ladies’ Cafe, and an oyster saloon. All this – with the exception of Bryant’s – was open from seven till midnight for a combination price of fifty cents.

The building had an auditorium of sufficient size to hold public meetings, and a smaller one that became Tony Pastor’s Music Hall, where vaudeville had its beginnings. The structure was topped off by a large-than-life statue of Saint Tammany. 

In 1927 the building on 14th Street was sold, to make way for the new tower being added to the Consolidated Edison Company Building.

New York City Mayor William Jay Gaynor moments after being shot in the throat in an attempted assassination by a disgruntled fired city employee, August 9, 1910

Although Gaynor quickly recovered, the bullet remained lodged in his throat for the next three years. During his term as mayor, Gaynor was widely considered a strong candidate for Governor or President. Tammany Hall refused to nominate him for re-election to a second term, but after accepting the nomination from an independent group of voters, he set sail for Europe aboard RMS Baltic. Six days later, on September 10, 1913, Gaynor died suddenly on a deck chair aboard the liner. After his death, doctors concluded that he died of a heart attack and that his old wound was at most a minor contributing factor. 

IRON & ANTIMONY || cast of characters

As you might have noticed, my original fiction project (formerly known as A Chartered Libertine) recently underwent a massive overhaul of the plot and setting.

The reworked story, titled Iron & Antimony, is a work of historical fiction about the press, politics, and prejudice in 1850s New York City, set against the backdrop of Irish immigration and antebellum America.

I’m still working out the details of the plot, but I figure now’s as good a time as any to introduce the cast of major characters!

age: 28
birthplace: County Derry, Ireland
social status: Irish Catholic immigrant // working class
occupation: editor of the Democratic Hibernian

Gilmore is our protagonist. Young and ambitious, Gil arrived on the shores of New York at the age of fifteen. From manual labor on the docks, to waitering downtown and moonlighting as a male escort, to founding his own penny-press newspaper, Gil has clawed his way up from the teeming slums of Manhattan to make a name and a new life for himself. But nothing in America comes without a cost. To his Irish-born neighbors in the tenement slum of Five Points, he’s a traitor to his heritage. To the native New Yorkers he tries to emulate, he’s an uncultured social climber. Both sneer behind his back with the same disdain – “lace-curtain Irish,” a barbed taunt to remind him what he is and what he can never be.

age: 29
birthplace: Upstate New York
social status: son of a NYC criminal court judge // upper class
occupation: lieutenant of the NYC Metropolitan Police

As a volunteer of the New York State Militia, Alasdair commanded a cavalry unit during the police riots of 1857, when he was struck by a bullet that shattered his left arm. A surgeon amputated the arm above his elbow, saving his life but ending his career as a cavalryman. After several months in recovery, he accepted a commission as a mounted patrolman for the newly established Metropolitan Police. Alasdair is an austere, surly man who values discipline and order – two things sorely lacking in Five Points. He’s earned a reputation there as a blue-blooded hard-ass, and hasn’t made many friends among his fellow policemen, either.

age: 31
birthplace: New York, New York
social status: abolitionist, daughter of a black merchant // upper-middle class
occupation: publisher and editor of the Oyster Gazette

Joanna’s father, Jacob Tucker, is a wealthy black businessman in New York and an outspoken abolitionist. In the absence of sons, he relies increasingly on Joanna to run his businesses as he settles into old age. She manages his restaurant, oversees his shipping and trade company, and publishes his well-respected newspaper, the Oyster Gazette. What her father doesn’t know is that she also uses his connections to smuggle slaves out of the South, in spite of the concerns voiced by her friends, including Gil. Fortunately, Joanna is an exceedingly capable woman who can no doubt handle herself.

age: 26
birthplace: County Cork, Ireland
social status: Irish Catholic immigrant, widowed mother // working class
occupation: domestic servant

Abigail met Gil on the boat over from Ireland, after both their brothers succumbed to typhus fever on the journey. A half-starved girl of twelve, Abigail doesn’t like to imagine what she might have suffered, had Gil not taken her into his care when the two of them reached New York. Nor does she like to imagine what her two children might suffer without him now, after her husband’s sudden death at the hands of corrupt men. Abigail dreams of the better life her parents promised when they sent her across an ocean, and she hasn’t come this far to give up that dream without a fight.

age: 37
birthplace: New York, New York
social status: business owner, community leader // middle class
occupation: saloonkeeper, Tammany Hall ward captain

Elias Loxham and his fellows of Tammany Hall are the face of America for thousands of Irish immigrants who come ashore in New York each day. With his connections, Elias finds beds and work for newcomers, and loans money to those struggling to get by in Five Points. His saloon is where the community gathers to hear the latest news, drink a few rounds of whiskey, and complain about the rich fucks who think they own the city. It was Elias who persuaded Gil to start his own newspaper, and fronted him the cash to get started – proof that Tammany Hall is the voice of the working man.

age: 25
birthplace: Boston, Massachusetts
social status: son of a luxury clockmaker // middle class
occupation: journeyman clockmaker, aspiring civil engineer

Marius is Gil’s close friend and confidant. He’s a genial and sociable man by nature, the son of a clockmaker whose work has recently found success among New York’s elite. Marius is deeply devoted to his family and his father’s business, where he’s employed as a journeyman, but he dreams of becoming a civil engineer and building the railroads to connect the Atlantic and Pacific coasts. Marius talks about himself with ease, and can be demonstrative and emotional even with complete strangers, but he’s often conspicuously quiet on the subject of politics.

So now that you’ve met the whole gang, go ahead and send me questions about ‘em!

There’s so much I still need to develop about these characters (not to mention a few minor characters I’ll be introducing later) so anything you send will def help me flesh them out! :D

Dreams of Dissonance

Sectionalism and sensation for sick souls

Sweeping slavery and simmering strife

Hear the cries of muckrakers for all murders

Of yellow journalism painting transparency opaque ornaments

Direct the deviating eye towards the dissonance

—the suburbs—

the boiling, burning pot of all cultures

for all assimilation alludes not alleviation, but more drawn divisions of discord

exploitation of skin’s differences for weakened wages

wasted away in the cities of glittering, gilded guises

Direct the deviating eye towards the dissonance

—the streets—

the poor chained not to manacles, but to penury

shackled to not an American Dream, but inhospitable nightmares

watch hands of flesh process into cold machines

thumbs sewn off, patching together paper houses

Direct the deviating eye towards the dissonance

—the perception—

the crowded slums toil away into atrophy

the robber barons rise above, lest fair judgement reign

the halls of Tammany ensnare the unwilling voices of votes

where vices hang the Jacob Riis, flumes of smoke upon paper and pen

Walk through the cities of crumbling civilization

Walk through the darkened streets of despair 

Walk through the muddled minds of madness


Welcome, immigrants—

Irish, German, Slavish, Polish, Chinese

Welcome, religion—

Jewish, Buddhist, Muslim

Welcome, poor—

prisoner, primogenitor, persecuted

Welcome to 19th century America

WHAT TIME IS IT IT’S UPDATED BOOK REC LIST TIME FUCK YEAH! Alright so I’ve recced quite a few of these before, primarily here and here, but I’m just gonna relist all the stuff I’ve read and found worthwhile here anyway, because updated lists are great. This is three goddamn pages in Word, so I’m gonna put it under a cut to spare your dashes because I’m nice like that you are all welcome. Under the cut: over a dozen book recs with rambly occasionally-capslocky reviews for most of them. All book titles link to the book’s Amazon page. Buy them. Be scholarly. You don’t need food. Updated 07-21-15; “buy or borrow” notes added!

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Roosevelt Campaigns for New York Mayor Mitchel’s Re-election

A New York Times cartoon from November 4, with caption: Crown Prince: “Any more victories, Papa?” Kaiser: “I can’t tell till Tuesday.”  Note the alarmist implication that a victory for Hillquit or even Hylan would be a victory for Germany on the same scale as Caporetto.

November 1 1917, New York–The first wartime Election Day in the US was fast approaching, but, it being an odd-numbered year, there were relatively few prominent contests.  The most-watched one was for Mayor of New York. The incumbent Mayor, John Mitchel, ardently pro-war and pro-preparedness, lost the Republican primary, but was running as an independent.  In addition to the Republican candidate, he was running against the Tammany Hall-backed Democrat John Hylan, as well as the Socialist Morris Hillquit.

Hillquit had been ardently against the war before the United States entered, and argued for a peace without indemnities and annexations as quickly as possible.  He made sure while campaigning to stay well within the bounds of the Espionage Act, but Wilson refused to let him address the troops at Camp Upton.  Hillquit ran into trouble, however, in late October, when he admitted he had not subscribed to either of the Liberty Loans, as he was “not going to do anything to advance the war.”  

This led to vicious attacks on his patriotism, most notably from Theodore Roosevelt, who addressed a pro-Mitchel rally on November 1.  He warned of the danger from the “Hun within” (as opposed to the “Hun without”), the “hyphenated” Americans who, in his view, presented a mortal danger to the war effort.  This may have been a subtle attack on Hillquit’s background (he was born in Latvia and immigrated to New York in his late teens), but he denounced him more explicitly as someone who “cringes before the Hun within.  The American pacifist has been a great ally of the German militarist.”  Roosevelt also attempted to tie Hylan to pacifism and Germany, though with less success.

On election day on the 6th, Hylan won a resounding victory with 47% of the vote; Mitchel barely edged out Hillquit for second place, 23% to 22%.  Mitchel volunteered to serve as a pilot, but on July 6 was killed when he fell out of his plane during a training flight in Louisiana.

Today in 1916: Ninth Battle of the Isonzo Begins
Today in 1915: Metaxas, Falkenhausen Discuss Greek Entry Into War
Today in 1914: Germans Destroy British Squadron at Coronel

Sources include: Michael Kazin, War Against War.

When Theodore Roosevelt became police commissioner of New York in 1895, the NYPD was its most dangerous and powerful criminal enterprise.  An organized brutal shakedown ring, the captains had a hand in most of the city’s illegal operations.  Determined to clean up the corruption, Roosevelt did exactly what Commissioner Gordon did when he took over Gotham City’s corrupt police force: he put on a black cape, patrolled the most dangerous parts of the city at midnight, and used his great physical strength, expertise in martial arts, and detective skills to personally deliver wrongdoers to justice.  

Wait, no, Gordon didn’t do that.  Batman did.

And so did Theodore Roosevelt.

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10 Facts about me

I was tagged by the lovely @fireeandgasoline to do this. I think it’s really cool to know there are people out there in the world that think of you to make something like this. So thank you! There’s not much to tell so I’ll try and make it as true and interesting as possible.

1. I have 5 guitars. 3 Acoustic and 2 electric. Each of them have names.I won’t say them all but I’ll tell you Four of them. One is called Cindy (Named after a Tammany Hall song called Cindy which was in a Scrubs episode), the other is called Jessica (Named after a girl I thought was really pretty and we hung out a few times and she asked me if I could write a song about her, so I named her on my guitar instead), The other is called Rachel (Named after Jennifer Anniston in  Friends), The other one is called Cheryl (Named after Cheryl in The Evil Dead). The last guitar will remain a mystery forever…………….MUUUHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA

2. My dream destination would be Alaska and Hawaii, because they are the complete opposite, yet so beautiful.

3. The first ever Rock/Punk song I ever heard was on Kerrang TV back in 2002, so I would of been 10 years old and the song was “Nothing” by a band called “A”.

4. The first video game I ever played was Sonic The Hedgehog and this is why I have a deep connection with this game, because it took up so much time in my childhood.

5. The first girl I ever had a crush on was a girl called Gemma. She was the first and only time I ever gave a secret valentines card to, but people found out about it and she kind of humiliated me for it……..#ThisIsWhereTheAngstStarted

6. My deepest and most dreaded nightmare was ET. I had to go to the doctors to take pills to help me to sleep, because he tortured my dreams for 11 years! I used to ave those dreams when you think you wake up, but you’re still in a dream? Like Inception! XD Yes Inception was actually based on me….I’m still waiting for my royalty cheque.

7. My favourite book is “Into The Wild”. I love the idea of just leaving and doing your own thing. Trying to live life how you want.

8. A lot of people judge me by how I look. I am very thin and I look like I really need a buffet of sandwiches, but I love food. I never ever stop eating. One of my favourite things is to just sit in watching movies with lots of food XD

9. I love going to Cafes for tea or coffee and I always get a blueberry muffin. If I don’t get my muffin I get really cranky! YOU WOULDN’T LIKE ME WHEN I’M CRANKY!!!!!!!

10. I’m unintentionally quirky. One of the many things I do is I walk on this wall that is based in Glasgow. Every time I leave the cinema and walk back to my car, I must walk on this wall and jump off it doing the silliest pose in mid air and land gracefully on my feet. If I don’t I get really anxious. If there is people on the wall I will literally die inside if they don’t move to let me walk on it.  

I’m so sorry if you were expecting much better facts….But no I am not secretly the Loch Ness Monster or the inventor of the spork. Have an amazing day everyone!


Stuart Davis created New York Mural in response to a 1932 invitation from the Museum of Modern Art to design a work on the theme of post–World War I life for an exhibition of American mural designs. In his painting, Davis adapted the flat, bold style of advertising to depict images associated with New York politics—specifically those related to Alfred Smith, New York’s four-term governor and the 1928 Democratic presidential candidate, whose opposition to Prohibition Davis applauded. Visible here are Smith’s trademark brown derby hat and bow tie; the Empire State Building, for which the governor served as publicist; a banana, alluding to his campaign’s adaptation of the popular tune “Yes! We Have No Bananas”; an upturned champagne glass, referencing his support for Prohibition’s repeal; and a tiger’s head and tail, symbols of New York’s Democratic Tammany Hall political machine, with which Smith was affiliated.

Explore more works from Stuart Davis: In Full Swing

Stuart Davis (1892–1964), New York Mural, 1932. Oil on canvas, 84 × 48 in. (213.4 × 122 cm). Norton Museum of Art, West Palm Beach, Florida; purchase, R. H. Norton Trust. © Estate of Stuart Davis/Licensed by VAGA, New York

Nostalgia Filter

For those who think of the “good old days” in America, you should remember EVERY generation sees those “good old days” as different periods and in a different light.

As part of those “good old days” you might want to look into…

Anti-Chinese immigration laws
Mixed race marriage laws
Homosexuality as a mental illness/felony
The Triangle Shirtwaist Factory Fire
Henry Clay Frick
Robber Barons
Boss Tweed and Tammany Hall
Sundown towns
The Pullman Strike
The Ludlow Massacre
The Memorial Day Massacre
The Homestead Strike
The Haymarket Riot
No unemployment pay
No pensions
No social security
No welfare
No food stamps
No health insurance
No overtime
The Panic of 1873
The Panic of 1893
Native American Boarding Schools
The Spanish Influenza Pandemic of 1919-20
Yellow Fever in New Orleans
Upton Sinclair’s “The Jungle”
The photographs of Jacob Riis
In 1900 18%of all American workers were under the age of 16
Children as young as 3 working in food production
Boys as young as 8 working 10 hour shifts underground in coal mines
Girls as young as 6 working 12 hour shifts in textile mills
No food safety standards
No water safety standards
Women and people of color denied the right to vote
Poorhouses and work farms
No workplace safety
The Dustbowl
The Great Depression
Internment Camps
No vaccinations
No antibiotics
Anti-Catholic/Papist bias
The Tuskegee Experiment
Jim Crow laws
Eugenics movement
The Bonus Army
Johnstown Flood
Iroquois Theater Fire
Coconut Grove Fire

And that’s just a bit, and that’s just American. There’s tragedy,corruption, Misery and all the trappings everywhere.
The “good old days ” look better when you’re not going through them. Bad goes with good. You can’t go back All you can do is try to fix NOW