Naiveté is often an excuse for those who exercise power. For those upon whom that power is exercised, naiveté is always a mistake. ~Michel-Rolph Trouillot
"The Democratic Party don't do it that way. They got a thing they call gerrymandering. They maneuver you out of power. Even though you can vote they fix it so you're voting for nobody. They got you going and coming. In the South they're outright political wolves, in the North they're political foxes. A fox and a wolf are both canine, both belong to the dog family. Now, you take your choice. You going to choose a northern dog or a southern dog? Because either dog you choose, I guarantee you, you'll still be in the doghouse." -Malcolm X ("The Ballot or the Bullet," Detroit, 1964)
This past Tuesday the nation stood, holding its collective breath, watching to see if the Republican party would slip completely off the cliff of moral degeneracy -- a cliff located in Alabama. Throughout the morning pundits pontificated across various media platforms about what was ultimately a call too close to make. The question haunted like a political spectre. What would Republican voters in Alabama do?? Will they actually elect Roy Moore, a religious heretic and credibly accused pedophile??
Like the black mammy of white women's dreams in every Hollywood movie ever, Black people rushed to the ballot boxes in Alabama to save both the Republicans and America from its racist self. And when the smoke of political fire cleared Black women had handed Roy Moore a mighty defeat -- all 98% of them (Black men = 92%). Even still, one question lingered: were Black voters voting against Roy Moore, OR were they consciously casting their lot with the other white dude, Doug Jones, the Democratic challenger?
Our history holds the answer.
In the summer of 1961, Robert Kennedy implored Black student activists to redirect their immensely successful direct-action campaigns toward more peaceful voter registration efforts. Kennedy, backed by the Justice Department, essentially argued that the free exercise of the ballot would result in profound and significant social change. Starving for political power and haunted by the violent arrest the sit-in actions levied, Black citizens understood quite well that the collective strength of their voices at the ballot box could substantially shift their political reality. By October of the following year four of the nation's leading Black organizations, SNCC, NAACP, SCLC, and CORE, joined forces to help administer the institutionally-funded Voter Education Project. The major battle grounds were, of course, Mississippi and ALABAMA.
White political opposition to Moore's candidacy was rooted in the very real possibility of loosing an election to a moral and political reprobate. White America's collective memory around their oppression of Black bodies -- both political and physical -- is at best reprehensibly short-term and at worst… "We gave you your freedom, what else do you want?" But that was before Tr**p. At this point one need not search very hard to find life-long Republicans who are considering how best to apologize for the last presidential election. Black voters in Alabama, however, did not want to take a chance at staying home on this election day. So they voted with their feet. Although most Black residents in Alabama are Democrats, they could not have cared less about Doug Jones. He wasn't their guy either.
For Black Americans elections are not about liberation. We are well aware that the freedom we ultimately seek will not be secured at a ballot box. The electoral system in this nation is not even designed to facilitate that. In America you can win the popular vote by two million and still lose the election. In America the powers that be can change polling times, removes voting machines, and find any number of creative ways to slow down, if not all together block Black people from voting. Any notion of fair democracy, one in which those most marginalized are protected and their richer, more powerful marginalizes held to account is yet an ongoing project. Black people comprehend this better than anyone.
Black folks went to Alabama polls -- even as they were confronted by Republican voter suppression tactics -- and voted for two primary reasons: (1) our historical memory is better than white people's, so we damn sure were not about to allow white America to give us a Bama version of Tr**p, and (2) the Democratic party is like an old, beat-up car that ain't worth shit. You would never trust it on a long road trip, but you cannot afford a new car, so you hold onto the old one simply to take you back-and-forth to work until you save up enough to buy a new one… because when you do, you fully plan to pack your bags, grab your family, and drive the hell out of here!
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FEB 4, 1846: Alabama launches convict leasing by leasing the Wetumpka State Penitentiary and it's entire inmate population to private businessman.
Note: This date is more than a decade prior to the Civil War, which means the concept of exploiting the labor of Black people captured in the anti-black matrix of carcerality pre-dates the 13th Amend., and can, of course, be logically extended back to the formation of chattel slavery.
Note ii: The word “wetumpka” is derived from the Native American (Creek) phrase "we-wau" "tum=cau,” meaning "rumbling waters”. The Creek named Wetumka, Oklahoma, after their historic village after being forced marched west to Indian Territory (present-day Oklahoma), by U.S. soldiers under the Indian Removal Act of 1830.
Note iii: The Indian Removal Act was singed by one of America’s most odious presidents, Andrew Jackson. He is the dude that Harriet Tubman will be replacing on the front of the $20 bill in 2020. His is also the U.S. President to which Trump is often compared by those on the right. I will leave it to you to figure out what that means.
FEB 2, 1866: Frederick Douglass and other black leaders meet with Pres. Andrew Johnson to advocate for Black citizens' voting rights, which Johnson opposes.
FEB 4, 1913: Radical Black organizer and civil right pioneer, Rosa Parks is born. For more on Parks’ radical life and work see: http://bit.ly/2gNqaqa
FEB 4, 1999: Four plain-clothed NYPD officers fatally shoot unarmed Amadou Diallo, a 23-yr old immigrant from Guinea (West Africa), firing 41 times. The four officers are charged with 2nd degree murder and acquitted at trail. Diallo’s killing and the officers acquittal ignites national outrage and helps to launch a renewed campaign to end police aggression in Black communities across the country.
FEB 3, 1956: Autherine Lucy, the first Black student admitted to the University of Alabama attends classes; after white students and residents riot in protest, the school suspends Lucy citing "safety concerns."
FEB 1, 1965: Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and more than 200 others are arrested and jailed after a voting rights march in Selma, Alabama. At the time of his assassination Dr. King had been arrested 30 times.
Happy Martin Luther King, Jr. Day! What a great time to eschew hatred and embrace principles of nonviolence, peace and… whatever!
Now Look!… I understand that Dr. King's, along with so many other Black People's, supernatural ability to quell their righteous wrath and somehow love white people is a remarkably inspiring feat to you all. However, I do not appreciate the way y'all -- good intentioned as you are -- attempt to undermined the fullness of our humanity by using Dr. King to delegitimize Black rage. This is why Dr. King, while sitting in solitary confinement, wrote in the margins of a newspaper a response to eight white ministers detailing his disappointment with white liberals. The newspaper would later be smuggled out of the jail by King's lawyers. You should read it; it's called Letter From Birmingham Jail.
Black people the world over have a right to feel anger in the face of white supremacy. Black people cannot be expected to contain the hatred inside us. It makes our bodies and souls sick. We must be free to both hate and love when, where, and how we deem necessary for our survival… without patronizing lectures from white liberals about "not hating" the shit that white people have done to us for centuries.
Dr. King's philosophy is widely misunderstood. Nonviolence was a tactic, NOT a Black norm. Black people have always defended themselves against white aggression. Often this has meant that they armed themselves -- even during the southern Black freedom movement, or what has come to be known as the civil rights movement.
So Black folks, if y'all enraged and feel hate, feel it all you want! Let it breathe, don't hold it inside. We have suffered for more than 400 years. We got plenty to be enraged about. *Black Fist to the Sky*
Radical Rosa Parks and Black Domestic Worker Resistance in Montgomery: What They Don’t Want You to Know
Mass meeting at the Holt Street Baptist Church during the Montgomery bus boycott.
By Marco McWilliams
Seventy years ago, Mrs. Geneva Johnson, a Black Montgomery resident, was arrested on a city bus for allegedly having the incorrect fare and daring to display improper social decorum by “talking back” to a malicious white bus driver who had berated her. It was not uncommon for bus drivers to abuse and rob Black riders at the pay meter. Historian Danielle McGuire notes: “Drivers shortchanged African Americans, then kicked them off the bus if they asked for correct change.”
In the coming years, Montgomery would see the arrest of many more Black women — Viola White, Claudette Colvin, Katie Wingfield — and even children who dared to challenge entrenched white power by violating the city’s segregation laws on the public bus lines through their refusal to vacate seating reserved for white passengers. Throughout the nation Blacks (and increasingly their white solidarity partners) were beginning to evince heightened levels of intolerance to, and direct action against, Jim Crow segregation. Their objective was less about the individual indignities of anti-Black racism they encountered on Montgomery’s bus lines, as it was about the imperative to confront systemic white supremacy itself.
In 1952 Montgomery police shot and killed a Black man over a fare dispute literally as he exited the bus. In yet another particularly horrid 1953 example, Epsie Worthy refused a white bus driver’s coercive attempt to rob her of an additional transfer fee. “Rather than pay again,” says Jo Ann Gibson Robinson, one of the boycott lead organizers and head of the Montgomery Women’s Political Council (WPC). “[Worthy] decided that she did not have far to go and would walk the rest of the way.” Angered by Worthy’s principled resistance the bus driver leapt from his seat and violently beset upon her. Although she mounted a valiant defense, fearlessly returning counter strikes to the white driver’s rain of fists, she would ultimately suffer a loss this day, which meant jail and a fifty-two dollar fine. After the arrest of eighteen-year-old Mary Louise Smith on October 21, 1955 Black Montgomery drew a proverbial line in the sand.
Out of Montgomery’s total Black population (which numbered nearly fifty thousand), more than half of all the Black women laboring outside of their homes found paid work as domestics in white homes — far beyond the economic safe haven of labor protection laws or a union. Unable to afford private vehicles due in large part to their shamefully low wages, Black domestics relied heavily upon the city’s public transportation system. Herein, as a directly affected group, Black domestic workers became the all-important foot soldiers of the Montgomery bus boycott. The thoroughly networked social and cultural lives of domestic workers proved to be an invaluable resource for the success of the boycott. As seasoned guerrillas, Black women clandestinely transported food, items, and, most critical to the boycott, key information gradually gleaned from white conversations eavesdropped upon.
1950’s Montgomery was home to a significant community of Black women, many of whom held professional-class careers as principals, professors, nurses, and social workers. Brown University historian, Dr. Françoise Hamlin, in her multiple award-winning book, Crossroads at Clarksdale: The Black Freedom Struggle in the Mississippi Delta after World War II, remarked on the powerful regional influence of the Montgomery bus boycott: “… Black Clarksdale continued efforts in 1956 to apply pressure on the foundations of segregation. The news of the Montgomery bus boycott had spread fast in Mississippi. If change could happen in Alabama, why not Mississippi?”
Charged with getting the boycott off the ground, middle-class women of the WPC were essential to the initial organizational effort of the boycott. However, labor scholar Premilla Nadasen points out that during the 381-day-long boycott the remarkable networking acumen of domestic workers was indispensable:
They filled the pews at mass meetings and served as the foot soldiers that made the boycott a success, and they also exhibited leadership by raising money and mobilizing others in the community to support the campaign.
Black women, like Parks, who labored away from the home in relative isolation — particularly domestic workers — routinely suffered the compounded indignities of white supremacy on their return trips home. Throughout the day Black women often found themselves verbally accosted by white female employers, and sexually assaulted by white male employers. Thus, on the bus ride back to their communities Black women held little tolerance for the inhumane social violence that was part and parcel of a racially segregated public transit system, especially one that they largely financed. Racist and misogynist epithets like “‘coons’ … ‘Black nigger,’ ‘Black bitches,’ ‘heifers,’ ‘whores,’” were humiliating daily occurrences as Robinson remembers.
Rosa Parks was arrested for engaging in a nonviolent, direct action against state-sponsored white supremacy. Parks clearly was not the first Black woman to resist segregated seating, nor was Montgomery’s the first public transit protest by African Americans. Yet, over the years Parks has been arguably the most essential protagonist in liberal white America’s fictive narrative of acceptable Blackness. Throughout the decades Parks has come to be embraced as an icon in the American cultural imaginary following the moment of the 1955 bus boycott, indeed one of the most sophisticated boycotts in the long Black radical tradition. However, her courageous and radical activism can be traced back some twenty years prior to her calculated refusal to cede her dignity to white supremacy on that bus in 1955. As early as 1932 Parks and her husband began holding clandestine meetings in their Montgomery home to organize support, legal and otherwise, for the Scottsboro Boys -- nine Black teenagers who had been framed-up for the alleged rape of two white women.
Parks reflected on the fugitive gatherings at her home:
“Whenever they met, … they had someone posted as lookout and someone always had a gun.”
At one particular meeting Park recalls the men, armed and seated together at a small card table:
“This was the first time I’d seen so few men with so many guns. I didn’t even think to offer them something to drink … I don’t know where I would have put any refreshments. No one was thinking of food anyway.”
In the early 1940s, a full decade later, as part of a campaign to combat political violence, Parks and her husband began organizing “Voter League meetings,” McGuire explains, “where they encouraged their friends and neighbors in Montgomery to register to vote, even though it was a dangerous proposition.” Blacks in Montgomery were obliged to pay a $1.50 (approx. $25 today) poll tax and pass a literacy test ostensibly designed to “prove their intellectual fitness to vote” -- something white people were either not required to do or given the answers for. After a third attempt, Parks succeeded in registering to vote, but not without a clever political tactic. Her method? During the last try she hand-copied each question from the literacy test in preparation to “bring suit against the voter registration board” had the registrar tried to deny her a third time. Recognizing Parks’s intrepid action as a potential legal threat, they decided to certify her voter registration… by mail. Only white citizens received immediate certification on site.
Twelve years before the Montgomery Bus Boycott Parks flouted Alabama segregation law by refusing to exit the front door of a city bus and re-enter from the rear door. (Under Jim Crow, Montgomery segregation statutes stipulated that Black bus passengers must pay at the front, but enter to be seated by way of the rear door. They could not walk past the “whites only” seating area.) Enraged by her dignified defiance the driver lunged at Parks, grabbed her sleeve, and shoved her toward the door. In a display of resistance so as to forestall any further physical violence Parks warned the attacking driver, “I know one thing, you better not hit me!” Pretending to drop her purse, Parks intentionally sat on a front seat and kneeled to pick it up… taking her sweet time, of course. “Get off my bus!” cried the cracker driver.
Soon after being assaulted on the bus Parks would join the Montgomery NAACP chapter, becoming part of a tiny minority of Black women in the local organization. Parks’s husband, Raymond Parks, had been actively involved with the NAACP in the 1930s, but soon grew disenchanted with the domesticated organization, and left. Jeanne Theoharis, a 2014 NAACP Image Award winner and eminent Rosa Parks historian, observed that Raymond’s discontent with the NAACP was rooted their persistent “cautiousness and elitism, which led some to look down on working-class men like himself…”
The pretentiousness of the NAACP notwithstanding, Rosa Parks, a working-class woman, decided to join the organization and was immediately voted in as secretary of the chapter… a gendered decision sharply informed by the societal patriarchy absorbed within the organization. Soon Parks assumed the task of traveling throughout Alabama “interviewing people and documenting acts of brutality, unsolved murders, voter intimidation, and other racial incidents.”
As Parks quickly emerged as a leading figure in the Montgomery NAACP branch her mother, Leona Edwards, became increasingly concerned about Parks’s radical activity in the organization. E. D. Nixon, the new branch president and comrade of Parks, a man whom Harrison Wofford, special assistant for civil rights under President Kennedy, called “Gandhi with guns” reminisced that Parks’s mother said…
“The white folks was going to lynch us, her and me both.”
Her mother’s sobering warning was not without merit. In 1944 Parks was dispatched to Abbeville, Alabama to conduct an interview with twenty-four-year-old Recy Taylor. Taylor had been kidnapped on her walk home from church by six white men who blindfolded and gang raped her at gunpoint. Although Taylor reported the heinous crime to the police, nothing was done. Parks’s presence in Abbeville was under close surveillance. During her meeting with Taylor the deputy sheriff burst into Taylor’s home with two options for Parks: leave town or face arrest. Collecting her notes, Parks fled back to Montgomery and straightway begin mobilizing many of the “city’s most militant Black activist,” explains McGuire, toward the cause of justice for Taylor.
By 1945 the fruit of Parks’s radical organizing work began to garner national attention with the formation of the Alabama Committee for Equal Justice for Mrs. Recy Taylor. This coalition of Black political organizations from across the country sought to see the six white rapist brought to trial. The Chicago Defender, the most important Black press outlet during the era, called this the “strongest campaign for equal justice to be seen in a decade.”
Rosa Parks and domestic workers, as political actors, are both progeny and progenitors of a long Black radical tradition. Herein, the Montgomery bus boycott is situated within a decades-long tradition of Black protest against racial injustices in public transit. However, in Parks’s case, middle-class Black women who formed the core of the Montgomery Women’s Political Council, and had threatened to boycott the buses prior, used Parks’s arrest to launch one of the most effective, efficient, and brilliantly orchestrated boycott actions in U.S. protest history. Nevertheless, without the crucial rank and file support of domestic workers Nadasen reminds us that “the bus boycott, quite simply, would never have succeeded.”
A Historical Sense of Black Women and Police Violence
“In 1989, officials in Charleston, South Carolina, initiated a policy of arresting pregnant women whose prenatal tests revealed they were smoking crack. In some cases, a team of police tracked down expectant mothers in the city's poorest neighborhoods. In others, officers invaded the maternity ward to haul away patients in handcuffs and leg irons, hours after giving birth. One woman spent the final weeks of pregnancy detained in a dingy cell in the Charleston County Jail. When she went into labor, she was transported in chains to the hospital, and remained shackled to the bed during the entire delivery. All but one of the four dozen women arrested for prenatal crimes in Charleston were Black.” -Dorothy Roberts, Killing the Black Body: Race, Reproduction, and the Meaning of Liberty
When I left my mother's womb I was socially dead. She knew it. She knew that as a Black woman she alone could only ever give birth to a socially deceased child. She understood that in order for me to have life it would require far more than good food, and quality education. It would take her wrapping me in a protective membrane that had the attributes of Black Panther's suit, made of the hardest known substance on earth.
Black mothers have had to teach their children how not to be killed by police ever since there has been something called police. White mother's don't have this same burden.
Black people have a conscious and subconscious response to white antagonism, and institutions of white antagonism; indeed, those designed to reinforce an anti-black social order. Sometimes the response is silent rage. You don’t know how or why, but somehow your body remembers the shackles and leg irons. It so easily recollects the horror, the unresolved despair.
At other times the rage is not so silent. From the organized slave rebellions of the 1700s and 1800s to the carefully orchestrated direct action campaigns of the 1950s and 1960s, Black responses to the memory of anti-black oppression manifest itself in diverse ways.
For Black people, horrific violence at the hands of state actors is not merely an account our children read in their history books. It's something we live in real time -- just like #PhilandoCastile's Facebook-live death.
We grab our phones to record police encounters, but not because we hope white civil society will see the injustice meted out by the modern day slave catchers. We know better than to rely upon the empathy of white people. Rather, because we want to preserve the memory of our lives.
#KorrynGaines we promise to never forget you. We promise to continue to struggle to make this world one in which your Black children will be free.
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Today I had plans to visit a historical marker at a site where I'll be leading a People's Black History walking tour in a couple of weeks. Upon opening my front door, I found a cardboard envelope that read "DO NOT BEND." I have been bent… My mother has been bent… My family has been bent… My People have been bent… but we have not broken! #UseYourEducationForLiberation #NextMyPhD (at Providence, Rhode Island)
After many, many months of struggling quietly and in relative solitude I had the good fortune of being placed in contact with a new therapist, only this time someone who looked like me: a Black man. Having good health insurance (plus a $20 co-pay) meant that I was able to take advantage of this opportunity. So he and I met last Thursday. His office is in one of the many huge, old East Side mansions that now function as rental properties for Dental offices, law practices, and condos for well off grad Brown/RISD students and post docs. It fascinates me to think about how wealth -- and poverty -- can perpetuate themselves in the context of racial capitalism. His disposition was serene (I suppose clinical psychologist are trained to be that way, right?). Almost immediately my intuition was that I could relax and bear my soul. From the moment I first called his office I got the notion that he was someone who took his practice, and I hoped, his clients very serious. His thoroughness and apparent motivation to work with me allayed any remaining concerns I had that practicing with him would not go well. After following him into his office, he gave me the option of sitting on either a small couch, which faced him, or a chair facing a long horizontal window. I picked the window seat. It felt less awkward than being seated facing him. Plus, the sun was shining that day, and the blue skies seemed to call out to me. We talked for an hour. I shared with him the anxiety I'd been experiencing over the years. I placed less emphasis on questions of why. When you've been down for so long, you start to care less about why you got there… you only want to be free again. He didn't probe too much. After asking the initial relevant questions, he quickly pirouetted toward ideas about solutions. We didn't get much into it, of course. It was, after all, only our first session. Perhaps the most generative outcome for me was that I understand, if only but a little better, how to engage the *practice* of winning. Victory, itself, will come in due time. (at Providence, Rhode Island)
While teaching a class this morning I questioned a student (who happened to be white) about a clever, life-hacked arrangement of tape and plastic he had affixed to the screen of his phone to protect it.
ME: What's up with that covering on your phone? I know it's not an actual phone case.
STUDENT: Oh, yeah, it's just a *ghetto* case. I ordered a real one, but it hasn't come in yet.
ME: "Ghetto"??! You mean like a WWII ghetto where the German government isolated Jews?? Or… which kind of "ghetto" do you mean??
STUDENT: (realizing the problematic of his language) Ohh… ok, I see what you mean.
Thought Lesson: History creates the context through which critical analysis can be developed. People who have had to survive living in spaces called ghettos neither built them, nor placed themselves there. Language, as a primary transmitter of culture, both shapes and silences all in the same act. A ghetto is a noun, not an adjective. Jews may have been obliged to live in ghettos, but they themselves were never "ghetto" -- neither are Black people. Ghetto is a pejorative label that assails the practices and/or cultural productions of African descended peoples. It both supplants and diminishes our social thought, political history, and creative genius.
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