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Entries from December 2008

Who’s black and who’s not: a history

December 19, 2008 · 3 Comments

“This is one of the more mystifying things I have discovered about the United States, since moving here a couple of years ago. Evidently (please correct me if I’m wrong) it has been traditional to call anyone with a smidgen of African-American blood “black” or “African-American,” even if their ancestry is more white than black, or if they are perfectly bi-racial.” Carrie Buchanan

I’m still getting comments about my posting, “If is biracial, why is this man black?” Carrie Buchanan’s comment inspired me to write a short history of  ways racial identification was determined in this country.

Of course, we go back to slavery.

Slavery in the United States differed from its counterparts in South America and the Caribbean. There, race is determined by appearance. Here, it is determined by ancestry, appearance and self-identification, according to the scholars I’ve studied.  In the early days,  servitude mattered as well.

After Emancipation and Reconstruction, white Southerners drafted legislation that defined race by ancestry. The laws from states such as South Carolina, Mississippi, etc. weren’t about defining who was black;  they were meant to define who was white.

Remember that these laws were enacted during an era when former slaves were  gaining economic and political power that had been reserved for whites. The laws were meant to maintain the status quo. A case in point was Hiram Revels, the first black person to serve in the United States Senate in 1870.

Hiram Rhodes Revels, the first black man to serve as United States senator.

Hiram Rhodes Revels, the first black man to serve as United States senator.

Revels rose from being alderman in Natchez, Miss. to becoming a state senator. Those senators sent him to Washington in 1870. (In those day, voters did not elect senators; legislators did.)

Revel’s appointment was challenged because former slaves/blacks had only gained citizenship in 1868, with the passage of the 14th Amendment to the Constitution.  The Constitution required man be a citizen at least nine years. Revels was therefore ineligible to hold the seat, according to his opponents.

But Revel’s supporters argued the rule didn’t apply to him because he wasn’t “pure African,”  but had Scottish, African and Native American ancestry. Plus, he was freeborn, as were his ancestors. Thus he had always been a citizen.

Funny how these argument pops up when African-ancestored Americans make a successful power grab.

I put self-identification in bold, because I’m confused by the argument of mixed-raced folks – and others – who assume that folks like Obama and Cleveland mayor Frank Jackson claim to be black  only to get some sort of political advantage.  Carrie, the poster I’ve quoted above, makes that same kind of assumption.

But I remember about 15 to 20 years ago, when bi-racial folks demanded the right to a self-definition that embraced both sides of their racial ancestry.

Perhaps Frank Jackson calls himself black because that’s what he figures he is. After all, in the United States, appearance doesn’t matter.  Ancestry does.

And maybe, just maybe, Barack Obama calls himself black because that’s what he figures he is. I mean, there are so many ways to be black these days. And if you don’t want to be black, then you don’t have to be.

Now, I’ve got another question: why do the terms “bi-racial” and “mixed” only refer folks who have a black and a non-black parent? Why isn’t it used to describe folks  who, say, have an Asian and a non-Asian parents? Or a white and a non-white parent?

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The down and dirty part of journalism

December 16, 2008 · 3 Comments

Well the Tribune company has declared bankruptcy.  Folks are taking bets on Singleton’s longevity. And all over the blogosphere, writers and posters are chanting  “nanny, nanny, boo, boo” at antiquated reporters who just didn’t see the future.

Well, I saw the future about five years ago. And I’m working the present as fast as my little fingers will slide over the  keys of my laptop.

I blog, I write, I talk. I edit copy for a citizen-journalist outlet that covers the suburb next to mine.  I’m wandering the new media landscape with my dowsing rod, looking for a spring to tap.

right here in Cleveland, I’ve watched our major daily  Plain Dealer cut staff and pages. The paper got so flimsy, I dropped my subscription. I couldn’t justify paying for what I was receiving.

So don’t tell me about the demise of the mainstream media. Just answer a question for me:

Who will do the storm-sewer story?

The storm-sewer story is my euphemism for the down and dirty part of journalism. It’s not sexy, but it’s important. It’s not the kind of  coverage that will win prizes or get recognition, but boy, let a storm sewer overflow. It’s an important issue.

And it’s not the kind of thing folks would blog about.

I’m not a luddite. I blog and I read blogs.  But I’m troubled by the lack of original reporting that goes into the posts. By original reporting, I mean making a telephone call. Or reading a book, or a document, and giving your audience a fact they didn’t already know.

I’m not talking about continually linking to other folks’ content and then adding a witty comment of your own. I’m talking about going outside – of your house, your life, your virtual milieu – and to find information your audience needs. And then giving it to them.

I’m talking about covering storm sewers because they’re fundamental to our quality of  life.

Who’s going to keep an eye on the mundane stuff that we take for granted – until they’re not there?

Like newspapers?

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And it’s 1, 2, 3, what are we writing for? (the remix)

December 8, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Categories: election