Monday, September 23, 2019

"GOING BACK HOME - STEP 2"


“GOING BACK HOME – STEP 2”

            We’re heading for Helena, Arkansas on Friday, stopping in Elvis’ hometown of Tupelo for the night.  Then we’ll participate in the dedication of the memorial for the victims of the Elaine Massacre in Helena on the 100th anniversary of the slaughter.  It was part of the Red Summer of 1919, when white people all over the country intimidated, tortured and killed black people.  Part of it was the return of black soldiers who had fought for the USA in Europe and now came back determined not to fall back into neo-slavery.  The main impetus, however, was what it has always been in American history:  the desire to maintain white supremacy.   The Elaine Massacre and the Red Summer of 1919 re-emphasized a main theme of American history.  Slavery and racism and white supremacy are not unfortunate blots on the American character – they are at the heart of the American character, and they must be acknowledged and deeply resisted. 

            Ida Wells was one of those resisters.     She did early work on the Elaine Massacre, and her booklet “The Arkansas Race Riot” is a primary source for information on it.  She broke her exile from the South in 1920 and traveled to the prison in Arkansas where the African-American men who were given the death penalty in the Elaine Massacre were being held.   When she got into Arkansas, she went in disguise, since she still had a price on her head.  Though she undoubtedly was scared, she showed great courage.   Part of that courage was in her nature, and part of it was learned from her previous experience. 

            In 1917, there was a race riot in Houston.  It resulted from the neo-slavery treatment of black soldiers stationed in nearby Camp Logan.  The soldiers marched defiantly into Houston, daring white folks to mess with them, and eventually the shooting began.  Several white persons, including police officers, were killed.  Twelve African-American soldiers were tried and hung for their part in the riot.  Ida Wells wanted to hold a memorial service for these soldiers in Chicago, and she felt certain that she could find a black church which would host it.  Yet, all the male pastors declined.  Having no place to hold the service, she decided to have buttons made, protesting the injustice.  It did not take long for the Secret Service to show up and inquire about the buttons and to ask her to cease and desist distributing them, lest she be arrested for treason.  Here is her account about it in her “Crusade for Justice:”

            “Well, said the shorter of the two men, “ the rest of your people do not agree
            with you.”  I said, “Maybe not.  They don’t know any better, or they are afraid
            of losing their whole skins.  As for myself,  I don’t care.  I’d rather go down in
            history as one lone Negro who dared to tell the government that it had done
            a dastardly thing than to save my skin by taking back what I have said.  I
            would consider it an honor to spend whatever years are necessary in prison
            as the one member of the race who protested, rather than to be with the
            11,999,999 Negroes who didn’t have to go to prison because they kept their
            mouths shut.  Lay on, Macduff, and damn’d be him that first cries, “Hold,
            enough!”  (From “Crusade for Justice”)

            They did not arrest her, and she kept distributing the buttons.  It was this kind of passion and persistence that enabled her to go into places like Arkansas to interview the men held unjustly in the prisons.  Thanks to her and Scipio Africanus Jones (the primary attorney for the men), and the NAACP, the men were eventually all freed.  A powerful work, but always in the context of the 237+ people who were slaughtered.  I wrote a couple of weeks ago that federal troops were sent in to Phillips County to put down the rioting, but their interpretation was that it was the black folk who were rioting, and they joined in the slaughter of the black people.

            So, as a white boy raised in and on this stuff of white supremacy, it will be quite intriguing to go back into the belly of the beast and see where we are, and where I am.  I’ll keep you posted. 

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