Universal Basic Income: A Weight Lifted

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When the shadow of COVID-19 fell across Canada, as with much of the world, it immediately revealed the many fault lines running through our current mode of social organization. With some qualifying for the now-rescinded Canadian Emergency Relief Benefit (CERB) and others not, some being declared essential and thrust to the front-lines while others were able to shelter at home, the chasm between privilege and disadvantage was thrown into terrible relief.

Economic stimulus cheques sent a muddy message to the public: if $2000 a month is considered the minimum amount a person needs to remain alive during a pandemic, why, for so long, have so many been forced to live on so much less?

Governments are like parents – the majority of the people they rule over didn’t ask for their custody, they were merely born into it. Like parents, a government has a responsibility to provide care for the people they are in charge. Ostensibly, this is the whole point of government.

If we are born into living in a world where everything has a price, then it should be the government’s duty to ensure that every citizen has money to spend. If our human rights – our access to water, shelter, and food – are slapped with a price tag, it is a human rights violation to make these things inaccessible.

 

Utopia Now

No penalty on earth will stop people from stealing, if it is their only way of getting food. It would be far more to the point to provide everyone with some means of livelihood so that nobody is under the frightful necessity of becoming first a thief, then a corpse.
— Thomas More

These lines are from More’s classic work of theory fiction published in 1516, Utopia. More’s close friend, the humanist scholar Johannes Ludovicus Vives went further in envisioning a means of delivering subsistence to every citizen, regardless of their economic background. The American revolutionary Thomas Paine saw the need for a basic income given to the people by the state as repayment for the theft of landed property, the brilliant socialist Charles Fourier thought so too. The history of a universal basic income is the history of the struggle for egalitarianism within a stratified capitalist system.

If the government already owns every piece of land, every natural resource and has barred us from the ability to eke out a free living ourselves, a guaranteed wage is only the start of what we are owed.

 

Dignity for All

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If everyone had a guaranteed minimum income, we would be free to realize our potential in whatever way we see fit. People would be less likely to remain in dangerous living situations for economic reasons, would be less likely to take jobs that pose risk to their mental and physical health. As the late, great David Graeber theorizes in his indispensable book Bullshit Jobs, a guaranteed income may expose just how many jobs are being performed in our society for no good reason at all. Automation can help. We are well passed the point where robotics and AI are advanced enough to make redundant every thankless job.

Either blessed or cursed with the gift of reason, we humans are meant for more than drudgery. For too long have we held ourselves back.

 

The Times They are a-Changing

There have been many UBI pilot projects all over the world, all with startlingly positive results. One of these is in the fight against climate change.

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UBI can reduce the emissions caused by the current 50 hour work week, as well as slow the unsustainable cycle of consumption and production in which we have trapped ourselves and the natural world. A guaranteed cash payment to every citizen could ease the transition away from a fossil fuel economy into green energy that would otherwise leave millions jobless. In Indonesia, a guaranteed income project reduced deforestation in the region it was implemented by 30%.

UBI is a weight lifted; not only off our own burdened backs, but from off the planet, too.

Universal basic income can make extreme poverty extinct. It smashes the need for a welfare state and empowers every individual to realize their full potential. It is a way of making capitalism work for everyone, not just the wealthy. It is a way of taking back from the resource monopolists a small share of what is ours.

 

To learn more and become involved visit ubiworks.ca.


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Matthew Smith

Matt is a writer, musician and actor based in the unceded Algonquin territory commonly known as Ottawa. He loves dogs, hates cops, drinks too much tea and overthinks everything.

Twitter: @Squabbleronline

Biden v. Trump 2020: The Circus of Infamy

1651 Frontispiece for Hobbes’ Leviathan by Abraham Bosse

1651 Frontispiece for Hobbes’ Leviathan by Abraham Bosse

There came a mount during the 2020 presidential debate between Donald Trump and Joe Biden where, as the camera cut rapidly between the two septuagenarians, for a moment they appeared to blur together into one entity. I saw the similarities staring back at me: four empty eyes searching for approval in the camera’s lens, two sets of teeth bared, flaring into one nova of grin and grit. One moved rigid, puppet-like; face a taut mask pulled over nothing but rote snippets of policy while the other, gripped the podium and shambled above it in a familiar careless slouch, a narcotic posture of venality; lusting for the camera, recognizing it at his own mother. One represented a terrifying future in love with an unreal past, the other represented a very real past with terrifying consequences for the future. One actively slithered its heels across America’s already barely-functional democracy in order to turn the country into one big golf club: white, rich, and entirely synthetic. The other simply resembled that weakened democracy: skeletal, making empty gestures, representing no one other than people who look like him.

IMAGE FROM SHUTTERSTOCK

IMAGE FROM SHUTTERSTOCK

Following the debate, the major news sources were typically funereal. “The real loser is the American voter,” they said while the president’s slobbering goon squad of diet-Nazi thugs cheered in victory. And they were right to mourn; we all are. We have painted ourselves into a corner; economically, ecologically, and politically. America is simply the logical endpoint of representative democracy: where so few speak for so many that the politicians are drained of all traces of humanity to become the living embodiment of an ideal. They cease to be human and become ciphers; flashing signs which represent nothing but an appeal to the electorate.

Trump boasts and blusters, sneers and slurs, race-baits, and grabs for power because this is exactly what his supporters expect. He is merely a fulfillment of a wish that began with Reagan: the nativist, anarcho-capitalist’s dream of a tyrant entrepreneur who will replace democracy with a free-market Thunderdome; a wish filtered through the post-9/11 Islamophobia, wounded by failed neo-liberalism and dragged through the cesspools of 4Chan; a wish buffeted by the racist fears of a Black president which drifted in through the windows of Trump tower during a filming of “the Apprentice” and attached itself to the bloating frame of an ultra-famous faux-billionaire. Anyone can be president: the American dream.

And who has the left-wing produced to oppose this threat? To defend the pillars of the world’s oldest democracy? A lab assembled Kind but Firm Old White Man. The type of guy you can see wearing a checkered shirt, holding a beer at a backyard barbecue. Just as easily as you can see him cruising down the California coast, top down, shades on. Just as easily as you can see him mounting a horse or casting a line. Cut him open and he bleeds apple pie. He’s not racist, he’s got a Black friend, remember? He’ll give your hand a firm shake while waging war with the other. He is the reminder that you need government. You can’t do it on your own. Yes, you’re a pacifist but without a military how else can we defend your freedom to be a pacifist? Biden is saying the same thing with his smile, with his suit, as Trump is on his banners: vote for me and make America great again.

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There was indeed no winner in the debate. There were only two sides to the same almighty coin for which America long ago sold all hope of true democracy.


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Matthew Smith

Matt is a writer, musician and actor based in the unceded Algonquin territory commonly known as Ottawa. He loves dogs, hates cops, drinks too much tea and overthinks everything.

Twitter: @Squabbleronline