The poems of “Lost Privilege Company” appear under the signature of the Blunt Research Group, an anonymous, contemporary collective of poets, activists, and scholars of diverse origin.
The poems (about 40 in all) are composed entirely from phrases drawn from individual case files of the earliest youth prisons in California between 1910 and 1925. The histories contained in these files were gathered and archived by the now defunct Eugenics Records Office, an American organization that helped to shape the international eugenics movement through activities carried out in these juvenile reformatories (primarily at the Whittier State School, founded in 1891). Eugenics “researchers” and fieldworkers used these prisons — and the utopian fantasies of early California development — as a laboratory to develop diagnostic procedures intended to identify certain “ungovernable” teens as mental “defectives” and to construct genealogies of “degenerate” families. These diagnoses were used to determine whether the “propositus” (the teen “ward” in the case file) should be recommended for compulsory sterilization — to prevent him or her from “procreating” — a policy legalized by the California legislature in 1909 and pursued with great vigor until the early 1940s. Over 20,000 people were sterilized in California during this period, and some of the teens in these poems were referred to the sterilization “mills” of the Sonoma State Home and the Pacific Colony.
The development of eugenics touched the very core of the California myth: the founding of Venice Beach, for example, by Abbot Kinney in 1905 was motivated in part by fashionable ideas about eugenics. And, in a very different context, the diagnostic models and sterilization policies developed in California were enthusiastically received by eugenics “researchers” in Europe. The social engineers of Nazi Germany drew directly on the California model. In Mein Kampf, Hitler alludes enthusiastically to the eugenics policies implemented in California and, before long, the Nazi symbology of “degenerates” destined for confinement and extermination included the categories of the “Asozial” (the asocial) and the “Arbeitssheu” (the work-shy) — terms reinforced by the eugenics vocabulary of the California experiment. The pseudo-science behind the earliest Nazi Concentration Camps (at Breitenau, for example, in 1933) can thus be traced, in part, to the teen prisons of the California dream. Replicating its forgotten California affinities, the modern Breitenau facility eventually turned into a reformatory for teenage girls in the 1960s. Ulrike Meinhof, before she went underground as one of the founders of the Red Army Faction, produced a radio documentary in 1969 on the teen inmates of the Breitenau school.
Venice Beach, it turns out, was once the other shore of National Socialism. And the sterilization mill of the Pacific Colony was not far removed from the celebrity enclave of the Malibu Colony.
Youths of all races were confined at the Whittier School, but most files used for these poems document cases of Chicano or African-American youths, aged 13-17 years. Voices of diverse protagonists were retrieved from the case files: the direct speech of teen “wards,” of their friends and families — and the comments of the eugenic “fieldworkers” conducting the interviews. Text in italics always indicates the voices of the “wards,” while text without quotation marks or italics conveys the words of the fieldworkers. Text in quotation marks conveys the voices of the wards, or of their families and friends, cited indirectly by the fieldworkers. The names are real.
The ensemble of poems is entitled “Lost Privilege Company”: the name of the isolation ward at the Whittier State School where offenders could be sentenced under harsh conditions for misconduct. Suicides in 1939 and 1940 by two Hispanic teens in the isolation ward brought unprecedented public scrutiny of the prison’s history and methods.
The following poems are excerpted from the “Lost Privilege Company.” Additional portfolios of poems from “Lost Privilege Company” will be appearing this summer in the Chicago Review, The Recluse, and Gulf Coast.
Now mama, if I go and do something
and they come after me,
don’t you know anything about it.
He had been taught that his mother
had “thrown him away” undertook
to cure her ailments by “spiritual methods”
After her husband killed her father
she separated from the husband.
Gladys the immoral colored girl next door
gave him talks on the subject daily.
difficulty in remembering the names of friends
Mother’s Mother’s Father
a Cherokee Indian when about
sixty years old stuck a splinter in his leg
while building a gin house. Blood poisoning
developed and he died shortly afterward
only disposed to work
when under observation
his transfer to Sonoma and suggest their machinery
can furnish more appropriate general supervision.
Likes to play marbles
thinks a great deal but says little
set fire to a schoolhouse
and burned it down
his eyes would fill with tears
It was some time before
the boy’s mother (Savaia) was quite convinced
the visit was a friendly one,
poor comprehension of English.
Stole 200 cigars
valued at $20
asked if it was a “brain test”
My father cried but the judge
would not notice him
high grade moron
I stole a bicycle one night coming home it was dark
and I was scared
to walk home.
I told him the truth.
Awarded the name “Peanuts”
“growls” if he isn’t allowed to do so
just goes ahead his own way
keeping the night watchman awake
saved the life of a motion picture actress
giving him some notoriety with those people
He was lonesome and wanted his bicycle.
broke up housekeeping
sings in “minstrels”
The boy’s father chose to destroy his wife’s clothes
because she is so obviously fond
of pretty clothes.
“Never anything but a man”
Onset of incorrigibility unknown
but has been “trickish” since a child.
A trifling boy will slap other boys in the face
as soon as the Supervisor’s back is turned.
what couldn’t I do
just as well sitting down
a fighty boy
Worn asphalt road, no walks. Kerosene lights. City water.
Three junk dealers within the block.
A good boy requires careful handling.
He would have the law “put on him” just as soon kill
a man as have any argument with him
worked in candy factory at $4 per week
“The boy is a puzzle”
turns pale when angry
might go around trying
to kill someone
streetwalker and sniffer of
But I did have such a good time!
electric lights in a Tent City
Mother of Propositus
doctor why you don’t notify me
before you perform the operation on him why you
don’t ask my consent?