From
Mutual Aid to the Welfare State
Fraternal
Societies and Social Services, 1890-1967
By
David T. Beito
University
of North Carolina Press, 320 pp
Copyright
Daniel Akst
Reviewed
in the Washington Monthly, 2000
Ralph
Kramden and Ed Norton were a couple of working stiffs from Brooklyn, laboring
all day to drive a bus up and down Madison Avenue and keep the city’s sewers
flowing. But they were also something more exalted than that—something
mysterious and grand and at some level even sacred. Yes, they were Raccoons, and
as members of this great fraternal organization they got to wear those
Austro-Hungarian naval uniforms with the fringed epaulets and Davy Crockett
caps. Remember the tail-wagging Raccoon handshake? The yodel-like greeting?
That
Jackie Gleason and Art Carney played characters in a lodge tells us something
about how long fraternal organizations have been the butt of jokes in this
country. David T. Beito delivers the news that some people were joking about
lodges even before the Fifties, when the Honeymooners TV show was made. But
their members took these fraternal organizations much more seriously, and by the
time Beito is finished we know why: because in an era when there was little if
any social safety net, the lodge provided the only insurance many of members
could afford or obtain.
In
his fascinating but strangely affectless new book, From Mutual Aid to the
Welfare State: Fraternal Societies and Social Services, 1890-1967, Beito tells
the remarkable story of fraternal organizations—all those Moose, Oddfellows,
Woodmen and so forth—as mutual benefit societies that enabled vast numbers of
Americans to safeguard their families without the stigma of charity or the snare
of long-term dependence. “A conservative estimate,” Beito writes with
stunning matter-of-factness, “would be that one-third of all adult males over
age nineteen were members in 1910.”
There
were many for women as well. The scope and breadth of these organizations and
the benefits they provided is startling. “By 1895 half the value of all life
insurance policies in force was on the fraternal plan,” Beito writes, adding
that by 1908 “the 200 leading societies had paid well over $1 billion in death
benefits.” But all was not smooth sailing, and Beito, a historian at the
University of Alabama, shows clearly how the problems these organizations
encountered foreshadow the difficulties governments, employers and health
maintenance organizations would struggle with later in trying to accomplish the
same social welfare ends.
Organized
medicine, for instance, threw up furious opposition to the system of “lodge
medicine,” whereby lodges hired physicians on a capitation basis, and almost
all the lodges that provided health insurance (or in some cases even ran
hospitals) found themselves sorely tested by rapidly rising costs. The death
benefits offered by many lodges, meanwhile, were financed on the same
pay-as-you-go basis as Social Security, rather than on some reserve system, and
until circumstances forced a change, many were actuarially unsound.
On
the other hand, the lodges had the advantage of a powerful sense of mutuality
reinforced by self-selection and local governance. Lodge benefits were clearly
insurance that members themselves had paid for with their dues, rather than the
handouts that in those days appeared to carry a strong sense of shame among
these hardworking fraternalists. These benefits were self-limiting; fraternal
organizations raised funds from their members, most of whom were directly
involved at the local level through their lodges. And effective anti-fraud
techniques were built in. Beito shows that visits by lodge members to an ailing
brother or sister not only brought welcome support but served to confirm whether
the aid recipient really was sick or injured.
In
this context, even the passwords and secret handshakes start to make sense. As
fraternal groups grew into large national organizations with hundreds of
thousands of members, lodges had a need to establish the bona fides of new
arrivals to whom they might extend resources. Lodges were largely organizations
of working people for whom every dollar counted. Weeding out fakes was
important.
Contrary
to the image of these organizations as havens for sweating Babbitry, Beito shows
that fraternal organizations were especially popular with people near the bottom
of the social scale, who were most in need of the cushion and connections a
lodge could provide. Immigrants were hugely active, and just as blacks had their
own baseball leagues in the era of segregation, they also had their own
fraternal organizations, some of them parallel versions of white groups. (Racism
was as common in lodges as the rest of society; the Improved Order of Redmen,
for instance, whose rituals purported to celebrate Americans Indians, barred any
from joining). Women too had groups of their own and auxiliaries to the men’s
groups.
Almost
without exception, fraternal organizations strove to enforce what in later years
would derisively come to be known (mainly by those who grew up in the security
of them) as “middle class values.” Virtues like honesty and thrift are
desirable for their own sake, of course, but become crucial in a mutual benefit
society like a fraternal organization, which depends on member restraint in not
abusing the commons.
The
decline of American fraternalism has many causes, as Beito makes clear. Among
the biggest, he would argue, was the rise of the public welfare state, which
usurped the key attraction organizations had for working people. Other reasons
include the assimilation of immigrants, civil rights for blacks, and rising
affluence, which helped foster a shift from mutual benefit fraternities to
“service” organizations of businessmen—such as Rotary International—who
did things for others. On top of everything else, Americans just stopped joining
things, as amply demonstrated by Robert D. Putnam’s recent book Bowling Alone.
What
Beito misses in this otherwise admirable work is the flesh and blood nature of
human fellowship, and the way a lodge could lift up people otherwise consigned
to lives of drudgery. My own father, for instance, himself a working stiff from
Brooklyn, was a proud Knight of Pythias for many years. He always said it was
for the burial insurance, but now I see how much more there was to it. He was a
bank teller, yet as a knight he rose to the exalted status of Chancellor one
year (everybody got a turn to head the lodge), and was called upon to lead,
write and speak publicly. There was organizing, politicking and charity work,
but most of all there was a place where he was somebody.
But
Beito has captured one of the most important ways lodges did lift people up,
which was to give them a shield against destitution and dependency—a shield of
their own making and control. Nowadays, of course, governments and employers
provide at least some of the security and sense of identity that people used to
get from belonging to a fraternal organization. Probably this is both inevitable
and good, but it’s also sad that the change has made it easier to just stay
home and watch TV.