"For those who are sitting on benches in the warm spring sunlight.
For those who are huddling in shelters trying to escape the rain.
For those who are walking the streets in the all but futile search for work.
For those who think that there is no hope for the future, no recognition of their plight, THE CATHOLIC WORKER is being edited. It is printed to call their attention to the fact that the Catholic Church has a social program.
It’s time there was a Catholic paper printed for the unemployed. The fundamental aim of most radical sheets is the conversion of its readers to radicalism and atheism.
Is it not possible to be radical without being atheistic?
Is it not possible to protest, to expose, to complain, to point out abuses and demand reforms without desiring the overthrow of religion?
In an attempt to popularize and make known the encyclicals of the popes and the program offered by the Church for the constructing of a social order, this news sheet was started.
…The price of the paper is one cent a copy, in order to place it within the reach of all. And for the unemployed it is distributed free to those who wish to read it. Next month someone may donate us an office, who knows? It is cheering to remember that Jesus Christ wandered this earth with no place to lay His head. The foxes have holes and the birds of the air their nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head. And when we consider our fly-by-night existence, our uncertainty, we remember (with pride at sharing the honor) that the disciples supped by the seashore and wandered through cornfields picking the ears from the stalks to make their frugal meals."
So many people today find themselves in a similar context to the first readers of The Catholic Worker ninety one years ago. Every day on the news and social media we see images of refugees and internally displaced persons from Gaza, Ukraine, the Central African Republic, and elsewhere struggling to survive another day of war and genocide. In the United States, many new immigrants arrive desperate for dignified work which can support their families and which cannot be found in their home countries. In your own town or city, you likely know neighbors who are at risk of eviction or who are already unhoused. Today, as in 1933, and as in 1900 years before that, the Son of Man has no place to lay his head. In her lifetime, Dorothy saw that the world could be different than it was. For the next fifty years, she offered her strength and her talents for the construction of the social order that she read about in scripture and the encyclicals and dreamed about in her newspaper office, in the first house of hospitality, in jail, and on the picket line. It’s a privilege to dream with her, and with all of you. From all of us at the Dorothy Day Guild, thank you for the many ways you have offered your strength, your gifts, and labor in service of this new world which is being built in the shell of the old.
Happy May Day.
In peace,
Dr. Casey Mullaney, on behalf of the Dorothy Day Guild