Sunday, February 1, 2009

Chickens and the Other

After reading Steve Striffler's essay "Undercover in a Chicken Factory," I found myself pondering several points, all revolving around the notion of "seeing the everyday" and experiencing the "Other" as a part of that everyday. Although I enjoyed the article, I could not help but wonder at the overwhelming trend flooding the literary markets nowadays. A typical scenario: Outsider decides to do an investigative report on an overlooked (or in many cases, ignored) area of life; outsider goes in, encounters the everyday experience of "the Other" (more often than not, this "Other" is, just like the situation, overlooked/ignored; outsider has a revealing experience; outsider writes about experience and the situation/"other" person receives some form of recognition.
I think about this scenario for a couple of reasons. First, it seems that many times, an outsider is needed to simply view the situation--what is otherwise only known as "everyday," mundane activity--with fresh ideas. In our first week's readings, an many of the authors we read pushed for ways in which the person bogged down in routine and overrun by sameness could view his/her daily life with renewed awe and vision. Perhaps this spur of investigative reporting is simply a way to make sure that part of another's everyday life is covered.
However, it still makes me wonder: if Steve had gone into the chicken plant and selected a migrant worker (most likely able to read and write), had asked that person to tell his working-life experience and the worker had then written an elaborate, detailed article in similar fashion to Steve's, would that same story sold, being written by an immigrant? Does experience and credentials always trump real-life reality? What credit do we really give Steve, who knows even in the midst of working the breading-line, that within three months he can go back to his "regular" job as a writer? What implications are there for the men and women who still do not have the choice to leave?

--Julie Lauterbach-Colby

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  1. Hi Julie,

    Your comments reminded me of a conversation I had just yesterday with a dear colleague in the Carolinas. We were discussing the literature of lynching and the topic of John Howard Griffin came up. Have you ever read Black Like Me? It's Griffin's account of six weeks he spent traveling the American south disguised as a black man. Griffin was powerfully affected by the racism and discrimination he experienced, and shamed by the knowledge that he would be able to simply lay down his "blackness" once his social experiment concluded. His book is interesting in that it openly acknowledges the problematic nature of conducting an "insider" experiment, due to the obvious fact that the researcher can simply walk away when the experiment concludes, back to the privileges of their own racial, economic, or cultural status(es).

    Connie Bracewell

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