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Trevor at Solidarity blogs the emergence of an anti-shoppies’ union in Victoria, known as Unite. It’s an interesting development that isn’t exclusively good news.

Unite’s website, a quasi-blog made up of mostly media releases, states:

Whilst the campaigning of UNITE did lead to improvements in the wages and conditions for some workers in Melbourne’s inner suburbs, it became clear that much more than a lobby group was required to take on the massive issues faced by workers in the fast food and retails sectors.
That is why in May 2006 UNITE decided to turn the campaign into a trade union covering fast food and retail workers. The fast food and retail industries are a source of employment for thousands of young people. The life of a worker in these industries usually means casual hours, low pay, workplace bullying, and unsafe work practices.

Simon Main, a Unite organiser was quoted in the Herald Sun:

“We think this will be a massive shot across the bows for John Howard and his new laws,” he said.
“We will be a fighting union and like Unite in New Zealand it’s not done by sucking up to politicians or getting distracted by Labor factional games.
“We will be hitting bosses where it most hurts, in production, whether it be by withdrawing labour or establishing a picket outside a shop.”

If this is all Unite is about it seems to me that this is rather missing the point of trade unionism. Casual fast food workers were underpaid and exploited long before March 1996, and organising around the specific legislation of WorkChoices, or ‘targetting’ supposed bad corporations, seems a bit premature.

The only justification for trade unionism is success in improving working conditions for members. Not, it should be pointed out repeatedly, improving working conditions for non-members, or aiming high before the existence of any broad support or membership.

There’s a fine line of activism and militancy. In other places, in other times and in other industries, people setting up ‘alternative’ trade unions have earned themselves a special, famous, term. One that’s reserved especially for people who put intra-union bitterness in front of any other concern.

Scabs.

This is not to say the established shoppies’ union the SDA doesn’t deserve a bit of stoush. As far as I’m concerned they’ve brought this on themselves through being as close to totally useless as it’s possible to be.

I wish the workers of Melbourne’s fast food industry well, in the knowledge that no new union can be any kind of reforming silver bullet—the only ones who can change their conditions are them themselves.