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Broken Heartland: The
Rise of America’s Rural Ghetto
Osha Gray Davidson,
University of Iowa Press, 1996 (expanded edn); ISBN
0-87745-554-6; 220 pp; $14.95
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August 10,
2004: In The Grapes of Wrath, John Steinbeck wrote
of the displaced, Depression-era, Midwestern farming families who
fled to a mythic California in search of a fresh start and a parcel
of dirt. In Broken Heartland, Osha Davidson also writes—but
as journalist, not novelist—of afflicted Midwestern farming
families who lose their land. But the decade is the '80s not the
'30s, and there is no great migration. Instead the farmers hunker
down in the houses that are left to them and watch as the cherry
trees and rhubarb patches they once tended are bulldozed to make
way for corn. Or they lose the houses too and resort to scouring
the roadsides for aluminum cans, covering eight miles a day for
$12. Or in even more grim scenarios, they lose their land, their
houses and their will to live, and commit suicide, sometimes murder.
In 1987 the suicide rate in Iowa had risen to its highest level
since the Depression. The communities deteriorated, folding upon
themselves with a muted desperation, until they became what Davidson
refers to as “rural ghettos.”
These rural ghettos—the result of the 1980s farm crisis—are
characterized not by bullet-pocked housing projects, but by boarded-up
downtown businesses. In the 1970s, land values rose and many farmers
bought larger acreages and bigger tractors, all fueled by huge bank
loans and government pressure to boost grain exports (Secretary
of Agriculture Earl Butz urged farmers in 1972 to “get big
or get out”). But other countries began producing record crops,
and to compete, the U.S. government lowered its support prices,
causing the effective price of grain to drop. The debt-ridden farmers
scrambled to compensate for the lost income by producing more grain,
thus creating a grain surplus that only exacerbated the falling
prices. At the same time, the Federal Reserve raised interest rates,
so farmers now faced higher payments. And the value of their land
began to slide. It went from crisis to catastrophe. In 1981 the
average farm net income in Iowa was $17,680; in 1983 it was -$1,891.
Davidson notes that many farmers prefer the term “farm condition”
to “farm crisis” because the causes go back hundreds
of years, well beyond the Reagan policies of the 1980s. Davidson
traces the roots of the farm crisis back to the Jeffersonian and
Hamiltonian conflict over land ownership (Jefferson advocating ‘yeoman
farmers,’ Hamilton for highest-bidders). It is a history of
political wheeling and dealing, with government and industry often
strolling arm-in-arm and hand-in-wallet while orating to the populace
about independence and self-sufficiency. Meanwhile, the fact that
food processors such as Cargill prosper while the farmers who grow
the food itself are going bankrupt “is seen simply as an inexplicable
paradox—one of those quirks of economic life to be recognized
(begrudgingly), stated (infrequently), and abandoned (quickly)”
(p. 31).
While researching and writing Broken Heartland, Osha Davidson
lived in Mechanicsville, Iowa, for three years. The people he interviewed—hundreds
of farmers, pastors, social workers, storekeepers, and other citizens—stand
vivid and poignant against the backdrop of history and food policy.
A counselor describes how one ten year-old couldn’t sleep
at night because he thought trucks were going to come take his parents
away: “He had, after all, watched strangers come and take
the family hogs” (p. 97). An Iowan Catholic priest describes
how he lent money to a bankrupt farmer so he could buy his daughter
a prom dress; when the daughter found out what her formerly proud
father had done for her, she drove the family car off a bridge.
The ‘myth of the independent yeoman,’ as Davidson calls
it, doesn’t help the situation. The people most hurt by lack
of regulation and assistance are often the most fiercely independent.
Battered women try to “tough it out.” Those most victimized
by the decisions of their leaders are the most blindly patriotic.
Love It or Leave It, says the bumper sticker on the repossessed
farm truck that recedes down the dirt driveway.
As a result of the late '70s and '80s spiral into poverty and desperation,
many people turned to hate groups (a trend similar, though on a
smaller and milder scale, to what happened in pre-World War II Italy
and Germany). In an intriguing and disquieting chapter that opens
with an Alice-in-Wonderland type visit to a Sunday meeting of the
“Iowa Society for Educated Citizens,” Davidson explores
the rise of the NAAWP, Aryan Nation, the Order, Identity, and group
leaders like David Duke, Willis Carto, and Lyndon LaRouche. When
Democrats and Republicans largely ignored the plight of rural Americans,
hate groups stepped into the void, offering detailed—albeit
mostly crackpot—reasons for rural America's deterioration.
In 1978, LaRouche tried to recruit the farmers of the American Agriculture
Movement (AAM), who had descended upon Washington on their tractors,
demanding agricultural reforms. LaRouche failed when the AAM leadership
recognized the iron fist under his velvet gloves. Considering that
hate groups have been instigators behind terrorist acts like the
Oklahoma City bombing, one might wonder why we hear so little about
in the current “War on Terror.”
Broken Heartland also addresses efforts at “rural
development.” Rural states vie to lure in companies by offering
tax breaks and environmental concessions. But the companies, which
target impoverished communities, pay low wages, while the profits
that were to circulate through the community instead get exported,
in classic colonial fashion. Often consumer prices increase while
the wages of the poor stay the same. The result is a downward development,
which promotes hog factories that plague communities with unbearable
stench and fouled water, drives residents to seek multiply low-paying
jobs to make ends meet, and begets “cancer cluster”
communities whose habitants have the double privilege of subsidizing
the tax concessions to attract the companies and then living with
the harmful pollution those companies generate.
Broken Heartland illustrates with intelligence and sensitivity
the need for communal development over blind job recruitment. Well-funded
schools, quality health services, public spaces, downtown businesses,
small and middle-sized farms—these are some of the veins and
capillaries of a healthy and vigorous town. Without them, aorta
or no aorta, the heart will fail.
Constantine Markides is a freelance writer and novelist living
in Portland, Maine. He can be reached at cons76@yahoo.com
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