1903: Atlanta
Dr. W. E. B. DuBois
Babies are named after him, organizations founded in his honor, grave risks run complying with his constant calls for action.
Brilliant, eloquent, and hungry for knowledge, by age twenty-seven he had completed a Ph.D. in Sociology at Harvard and all coursework for another in Economics at Humboldt University in Berlin, the leading economics department in the world. After that, he wrote the first work on American urban sociology, the first social scientific treatise on the slave trade, and a powerful collection of essays worthy of Shakespeare and the King James Bible.
Brilliant, eloquent, and hungry for knowledge, by age twenty-seven he had completed a Ph.D. in Sociology at Harvard and all coursework for another in Economics at Humboldt University in Berlin, the leading economics department in the world. After that, he wrote the first work on American urban sociology, the first social scientific treatise on the slave trade, and a powerful collection of essays worthy of Shakespeare and the King James Bible.
A trail of Yankee and European admirers regularly seeks him
out, staying in hotels segregation forbids DuBois himself to enter. Such cruel
ironies have etched a half-sneer on the good Doctor’s face, and the scorn only
deepens when his requests for research funds are routinely dismissed or
ignored.
Condescended to by his inferiors, DuBois responds with
volleys of lucid indignation that may subside but never entirely disappear.
Seeing the wrath that greets what they take to be their good intentions,
Southern “gentlemen” shake their heads and conclude smugly that cities breed a
deracialized “uppityness” in general
and racial Frankensteins like DuBois in particular.
Teacher, scholar, activist, sociologist, historian, writer,
and world traveler, DuBois uses his lyrical voice, analytical rigor, and
passionate advocacy with the supreme dignity of an avatar entrusted with the
guidance of his entire race.
Boundless ambition marked him early. While still a teenager
he decided to “prove to the world that
Negroes [are] just like other people.”
Sources: David Levering Lewis, W. E. B. DuBois – Biography of a Race, 1868-1919, (Henry Holt and
Co., 1998) pps. 3, 32, 98, 272, 350, 469, 500, 505; Playthell Benjamin and
Stanley Crouch, C-SPAN Book TV, April 2, 2003
1959: Beijing
Portrait of a Harvard Ph.D.
Decades of distinguished accomplishment later, universities
shun him, well-to-do blacks disdain him, and intellectuals refuse to write
about him. Only the Communists and the National
Guardian risk publishing him, while his sole financial support comes from
the pennies of the poor.
Heretical groups, their coffers empty and their leaders
always on the brink of jail, compete to have him grace their gatherings with
unpaid speeches, which he delivers with aplomb. Always he says exactly what
needs saying in an eloquently prophetic voice worthy of Robeson. In private
conversation he prefers listening to monopolizing the floor, but whenever he
opens his mouth a hush falls over the room.
Prolific author, spellbinding orator, tireless organizer,
proud socialist, champion of a hundred causes Dr. DuBois speaks from Beijing
University on his 91st birthday: “I
speak with no authority, no assumption of age nor rank; I hold no position, I
have no wealth. One thing alone I own and that is my soul. Ownership of that I
have even while in my own country for near a century I have been nothing but a
‘nigger.’ On this basis and this alone I dare speak.”
Sources: Cedric Belfrage and James Aaronson, Something To Guard: The Stormy Life of the
National Guardian 1948-1967, (Columbia, 1978) pps. 137-40, 252; Mary Jo
Buhle, Paul Buhle, and Harvey J. Kaye, The
American Radical, (Routledge, 1994) pps. 113-20
1903: The
Alabama Black Belt
The Tuskegee Machine
The gatekeeper of rewards, the key to black advancement, Tuskegee
Institute champions hard work and savings, the purchase of respect, and a
gradual alleviation of racism’s miseries.
Perpetually under construction, the school is built by students
whose lessons consist of laying cement, transporting hods on scaffolds, and
planing wood in the carpentry shop. Commencement valedictories witness seniors
quickly assembling demonstration houses while buildings bearing the names of
Northern philanthropists rise up all over campus the whole year round.
Masters of cabinet-making, plastering, masonry, and steam-fitting,
Tuskegee graduates never lack for jobs. According to the Tuskegee creed,
practical education is worth temporary political subservience, for a man
without a vocation is no man at all.
Liberal arts mean nothing to menials locked in caste
subordination, and higher degrees merely glorify idleness. Music, literature,
and foreign language can wait until blacks become rich, while the vote is a
useless thing. Carpentry pays better, and invites no trouble.
Sources: David Levering Lewis, Kent, W. E. B. DuBois – Biography of a Race, 1868-1919, (Henry Holt and
Co., 1998) pps. 233, 262, 309, 341, 353; Noel J. Kent, America
In 1900, (M. E. Sharpe, 2000) p. 123
1903:
The Urban North
The Talented Tenth
Collusion with oppression and meek acceptance of inferiority is
turning black society on its head, warn these learned blacks, a self-surrender
that awards starring roles to sharecroppers, skilled mechanics, and domestics,
while black teachers, preachers, doctors, and undertakers are forced off the
stage. In the past accomplished black people traveled and pondered, read more
than just the Bible, and at least aspired to express themselves nobly, but
today all march to segregated prosperity behind Booker T. Washington and his
Tuskegee Machine.
“In the
history of nearly all other races and peoples the doctrine preached has been
that manly self-respect is worth more than land and houses,” W. E. B. DuBois reminds his
tormented race. Dignity comes before utility, he adds, and knowledge of values
will forever trump obsession with prices.
Educated
blacks insist that work and money can do their race no ultimate good until it
has the vote, higher education, and the power to defeat discrimination. A
refinement of character, not material success, is the true measure of humanity.
Years ago, Dr. DuBois warned that education should not be confused with a Meal
Ticket: “Never make the mistake of thinking that
the object of being a man is to make a carpenter; the object of being a
carpenter is to be a man.”
Sources: David Levering Lewis, W. E. B. DuBois – Biography of a Race, 1868-1919, (Henry Holt and
Co., 1998) pps. 108, 288; W. E. B. DuBois
– The Fight For Equality and the American Century, 1919-1963, (Henry Holt
and Co., 2000) p. 2; Thomas R.
Frazier, ed., Afro-American History –
Primary Sources (Harcourt, 1971) pps. 119-28)
W. E. B. DuBois Calls For Economic Sanity
“What has gone wrong?
It is clear the workers don’t understand the meaning of work. Work is service,
not gain. The object of work is life, not income. The reward of production is
plenty, not private property. We should measure the prosperity of the nation
not by the number of millionaires, but by the absence of poverty; the
prevalence of health; the efficiency of the public schools; and the number of
people who can, do read worthwhile books.
Toward all this we do
strive, but instead of marching breast forward, we stagger and wander thinking
that food is raised not to eat, but to sell at good profit; houses are not to
shelter the masses, but to make real estate agents rich; and solemnly declaring
that without private profit there can be no food or homes. All of this is
ridiculous. It has been disproven centuries ago.
The greatest thinkers
of every age have inveighed against concentration of wealth in the hands of the
few and against poverty, and disease and ignorance in the masses of men.
We have tried every
method of reform. A favorite effort has been force by war. But the loot stolen
by murder went to the generals and not to the soldiers. We tried through
religion to lead men to sacrifice and right treatment of their fellow men, but
the priests too often stole the fruits of sacrifice and concealed the truth.
In the 17th
century of our modern European era we sought leadership in science and dreamed
that justice might rule through natural law, but we misinterpreted that law to
mean that most men were slaves and white Europeans were the right masters of
the world.
In the 18th
century, we turned toward the ballot in the hands of the worker to force a just
division of the fruits of labor among the toilers. But the capitalists,
happening on black slavery and land monopoly and on private monopoly of
capital, forced the modern worker into a new slavery which built a new
civilization of the world with colored slaves at the bottom, with white serfs
between, and the power still in the hands of the rich.
But one consideration
halted this plan. The serfs and even the slaves had begun to learn to think.
Some bits of education had stimulated them and some of the real scientists of
the world began to use their knowledge for the masses and not solely for the
ruling classes. It became more and more a matter of straight thinking.
What is work? It was
what all must contribute to the common good. No man has a right to be idle. It
is the bounden duty of each to contribute his best to the well being of all, of
what men gain by the efforts of all have a right to share, not to the extent of
all that they may want, but certainly to the extent of what they really need.
You must let the world
know that this is your simple and unwavering program: the abolition of poverty,
disease and ignorance the world over among women and men of all races,
religions and color; to accomplish this by just control of concentrated wealth,
and overthrow of monopoly to ensure that income depends on work and not on
privilege or change; that freedom is the heritage of man, and that by freedom
we do not mean freedom from the laws of nature, but freedom to think and
believe and express our thoughts and dream our dreams and to maintain our
rights against secret police, witchhunters or any other sort of a modern fool
or tyrant.”
--W. E.
B. DuBois at the 1953 California Peace Crusade
Source: Heather Gray, Another
Look at W. E. B. DuBois, Counterpunch, November 19, 2007
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