The March of the Unemployed on Washington
Across the nation, the Industrial Army—a protest of the jobless—clashes with railroad companies and authorities as they move toward the capital to demand work.
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In Washington City, senators are viewing the prospective gathering of Coxey's army and other industrial contingents with increasing seriousness. The opinion is widely held that President Cleveland would be justified in issuing a proclamation to maintain order, and that Congress should provide no sustenance for the army upon their arrival. The movement, which involves groups of unemployed men attempting to ride freight trains across the country, has met fierce resistance from railroad management. In Omaha, attorney Judge Hubbard declared he had used his influence with the Governor to call out the militia, stating, 'If these tramps and bums try to capture one of our trains there will be trouble... we will ditch the train if it destroys every car and hurts a lot of men.' Meanwhile, across the West—from Tacoma to Colorado—contingents of the unemployed are organizing, parading, and occasionally clashing with local authorities as they seek transportation to march on the seat of government.
“Small uprisings are called riots; large uprisings revolutions. If successful the instigators are called patriots.”
The 1894 'Industrial Army' marches represent a landmark moment in American labor history where the unemployed sought to petition the federal government directly. The language used by railroad executives in 1894—labeling the jobless as 'tramps' and 'beggars' to justify brutal force—mirrors the persistent civic tension in modern Seattle regarding how the city prioritizes private property and transit infrastructure over the needs of its most vulnerable citizens.
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