“There are earthquakes, tsunamis, tornadoes, and there is Arizmendiarrieta,” Etxeberria told me, in the square. “We are lucky he struck here.”
Hernández was hired by a Mondragon co-op called Soraluce in 2021, and now hopes to work there permanently at the end of his two-year temporary contract. Located in a nearby town, the co-op occupies a boxy facility roughly the size of five football fields, and employs two hundred and sixty-five people in the Basque country to design and manufacture large milling and boring machines used to help produce wind turbines, boat engines, and components for airplanes and spaceships. Futuristic equipment looms over the factory floor, with workers buzzing around, making adjustments.
On a drizzly spring morning, nine members of Soraluce’s social council—an elected group that facilitates information sharing between managers and workers—gathered in a brightly lit conference room for their monthly meeting with Soraluce’s president and Rafael Idigoras, the co-op’s managing director. The men and women were casually dressed; most were drinking espresso from paper cups. Idigoras projected his laptop onto a screen and embarked on a brisk presentation in Spanish about Soraluce’s strategy. First, he showed a pie chart of 2021 sales by country around the world; then he offered details on a new manufacturing facility that was soon to be built at a cost of eight million euros. As an industrial rumble suffused the room from below, he went over the co-op’s forty-million-euro investment in R. & D. over the past decade.
A man interrupted by standing up, then announced that he’d just received an e-mail confirming the sale of a €1.8-million machine to a company in Germany. Applause broke out around the table. “What are you still doing here?” someone joked. “Go sell another!”
Fred Freundlich, a professor of organization and coöperative enterprise at Mondragon University—a co-op descendent of the original technical school, which offers bachelor’s and graduate degrees to many of Mondragon’s future workers—told me that visitors are often surprised by how much information the coöperatives share internally. Conventional companies regularly brief investors and shareholders on earnings, strategy, and the health of the business; Mondragon’s co-ops share the same detailed information with worker-owners, who buy into their co-ops by making one-time payments of roughly sixteen thousand euros in most co-ops. Funds from the buy-ins are stored in individual accounts which can earn interest of up to 7.5 per cent a year. If a co-op goes out of business—a rare occurrence—the funds disappear, but in good years, a portion of its dividends is added to the balance. At Soraluce, Idigoras told me, typical worker-owners have about a quarter of a million euros in their accounts by the time they retire, often at age sixty-two.
A co-op’s general assembly, comprising all of its members, elects a governing council, which then appoints a managing director. The system is vulnerable to the habits of its voters: although forty-two per cent of Mondragon owners are female, only twenty-nine per cent of governing-council members are women. Still, the fact remains that Idigoras, the managing director, works for Soraluce’s members rather than the reverse. It’s as if Jamie Dimon, the C.E.O. of JPMorgan Chase, had been chosen by a committee elected by a broad sample of the bank’s workforce—receptionists, cashiers, cleaners, investment analysts. If JPMorgan adopted Mondragon’s six-to-one pay ratio, Dimon’s compensation would be capped at six times that of his lowest-paid employee; while it’s hard to estimate his hypothetical salary too narrowly, he would almost certainly make less than a million dollars instead of the more than eighty-four million dollars he earned in 2021, and his decisions would be subject to approval by workers. Furthermore, if JPMorgan were a Mondragon co-op, its profits and staff would sometimes be shared with Basque co-op versions of Bank of America and Wells Fargo.
It’s easy to assume that such arrangements must impair productivity. But multiple academic studies have found that coöperatives with worker governance and ownership are as profitable as or more profitable than ordinary firms. Researchers note that, in co-ops, incentives are better aligned: people benefit directly when their co-op succeeds, and so they are more committed. (The same principle motivates work at many startups.) They also find that democratic governance empowers workers to suggest improvements and increases their satisfaction. Certainly, many people seem to stay at Mondragon because they enjoy working there. “If I worked outside of Mondragon, I would earn more money,” Ion Beltza, an engineer and industrial director at Fagor Automation, told me. “But I prefer to live here with a lot of people and friends than alone like a king.”
Much of the social life in the town of Mondragón happens in culinary clubs—hybrids between clubs and restaurants that are managed coöperatively, with logistics handled by rotating committees. New members can join a culinary club only after their applications have been approved in a vote; membership fees are around twenty euros a month. If you belong to a culinary club, you simply reserve the facilities, show up with friends and food, and enjoy full use of a fancy, well-stocked professional kitchen and bar. Members are trusted to record whatever they use, and accounts are settled monthly.
On a warm weekday evening, I had dinner at a culinary club on the second floor of a building in the old town. The interior of the club felt vaguely medieval, with dark-wood panels, exposed stone walls, and a mellow glow from recessed lights. Beltza, the engineer from Fagor Automation, was grilling T-bone steaks on the industrial range as a small group chatted in the dining room, eating txistorra, a local sausage, from gleaming silver trays. Etxeberria, wearing a yellow hoodie and sipping a glass of local red wine, was recalling an old legend about a dragon that had once terrorized the people of Mondragón.
“He came down from his cave in the mountains to eat people,” Etxeberria said, of the dragon. “The villagers told him, if you only come once a year, we will give you the most beautiful young woman in town. But this was not a good solution, so they tricked him—they made a woman out of wax, and when he began to eat it, it melted in his mouth. Then all the ironworkers rushed forward together and killed him with their tools.” He paused for dramatic effect before intoning the lesson: “In other towns, they hired St. George to kill their dragons, but in Mondragón, we killed him coöperatively.”
The story provoked a burst of laughter and commentary. “Come on,” said a photographer in a black leather jacket whose family owned a local non-coöperative company that manufactures keys.
As an allegory for the Mondragon coöperatives, the myth is irresistible. The poverty of post-Civil War Spain, the oppression of the Franco dictatorship, the 2008 crash, the pandemic—the co-ops have subdued many menacing dragons through collective action. But the model also has limits. To some critics, Mondragon’s overseas workers, who are not owners—it outsources to low-cost locations, operating a hundred and thirty-two production plants in thirty-two countries—are a sacrifice to the dragon of capitalism. Noam Chomsky has made many admiring remarks about Mondragon, but has also argued that the coöperatives “still exploit workers in South America, and they do things that are harmful to the society as a whole.” (In a system in which businesses must make a profit in order to survive, Chomsky added, “they have no choice.”)
Members of Mondragon’s management defend these overseas plants, which are often located close to the assembly sites of its large customers. One executive with experience in running these plants noted that profit-sharing presupposes profit, and that worker-ownership requires a successful business for workers to own. If Mondragon were to situate its factories only in Spain, he told me, the collective would be unable to compete globally, forcing it to reduce its homegrown workforce. He also pointed out that in Mexico, Mondragon has studied the possibility of organizing some of its factories into coöperatives, but didn’t go through with it. The Mondragon executive cited a lack of co-op-friendly laws in the country, as well as insufficient interest among foreign workers. Similar studies in other countries did not lead to the creation of foreign Mondragon co-ops. Not everyone has found these arguments persuasive. Freundlich, the professor at Mondragon University, told me, “There are worker-owned companies who have figured out how to share ownership with their subsidiaries overseas. If they can do it, we should be able to do it.”
Over dessert at the culinary club, I mentioned a refrain I’d heard throughout my visit: many people had told me that the original spirit of coöperativism was declining. The rise of overseas subsidiaries was one sign of this decline, and so was the gradual widening of the pay ratio between Mondragon’s top executives and lowest-paid workers: originally, it was three to one; in 1972, it became four-and-a-half to one; and since the late nineteen-eighties, it has been six to one. Perhaps the true dragon was a slow decay of the coöperative ethos.