Though
the nation honors his unique persona, courage, convictions and
world-wide symbolism - Ali made his greatest contributions well over
a generation ago. The lighting of the Olympic cauldron, his
Presidential Medal of Freedom and universal respect and recognition
all combined to bring him full circle from what he experienced and
overcame, beginning with the changing of his name from Cassius Clay
to Muhammad Ali, and his close associations, first with Malcolm X and
later Elijah Muhammad. His road to redemption and reconciliation
began with Gerald Ford inviting him to the White House, but that was
not an easy or simple journey for Ali or for America. It was a time
of war and peace, protest and politics, race and racism, pride and
prejudice, art and imagination, and an America in search of itself.
Eldridge
Cleaver once said that the heavyweight champion of the world was the
"real Mr. America" - but that's an underestimation of Ali
who became the "real Mr. World." More has been written on
Ali than on Napoleon or Abraham Lincoln - and that body of literature
was written in his lifetime. The full measure of the MAN has yet to
be assessed.
Ali
not only positioned himself at the intersection of sport and society,
it was at those crossroads where he created a new definition of black
consciousness and black celebrity. In this regard, with the single
exception of Paul Robeson, he demonstrated in the prime of his career
that he would rather relinquish all of his wealth, prestige and fame
than to compromise the core principles and integrity of his faith,
and his beliefs inspired the Civil Rights Movement. Ali was the first
major sports personality to embrace the teachings of Malcolm X and
the Nation of Islam, and the first to endorse Martin Luther King ,
Jr. and his crusade against the War in Vietnam. He transitioned from
Cassius Clay to Muhammad Ali five years before Lew Alcindor became
Kareem Abdul Jabbar ; he championed black power before the Black
Power Movement; and his defiance of conventional sports protocol and
pageantry set an example for Tommy Smith, John Carlos and others who
protested at the 1968 Mexico City Olympics. He was the epicenter of
the revolt of the black athlete, and he was the first "black"
champion. All others before him were considered and accepted the race
classification of Negro. Moreover, black for Ali was considerably
more than a name, it was a movement to restore the dignity and
respect of black people while pursuing social justice.
What
is most striking about the world adulation of Ali is that much of
white America came late to embrace him. Memory may be fragile, but
recorded history is not. It is a fact that when Ali refused to be
inducted into the United States military in 1967, he was in the words
of Jackie Robinson, who rushed to his defense, "the most hated
man in America" for three reasons: because he was a Muslim,
because he spoke his mind, and because he championed blackness. Even
some of his black competitors refused to call him by his Muslim name,
and as he pummeled them from one side of the ring to the other, he
took personal pleasure - as did black folks - in taunting them with
his famous refrain, "what's my name? "Not only did he bring
"black and proud" into boxing, he had the audacity of
bringing it into the four corners of the ring. To be sure it
aggravated and incensed many people, whose disingenuous collective
amnesia now pretend it never happened . But it did, and while that
history might be explained and analyzed, it cannot be erased with a
thousand tributes and testimony to his greatness.
Frankly,
in his prime, Ali caught hell from the establishment. They beat him
down, but like the rope-a-dope strategy employed years later with
George Foreman, and against all odds, he staged a miraculous comeback
with his life and his mission. He was a divisive figure in American
life and reviled for his political consciousness, and for using the
bully pulpit of his popularity in bringing international attention to
the issues of black people and the War in Vietnam. Because of this he
embodied several anti-establishment social movements, and a vigilant
J. Edgar Hoover and the FBI monitored him closely under the Johnson
and Nixon administrations, most notably his bugged communications
with Martin Luther King, Jr. Jimmy Cannon, the revered boxing writer
who first claimed Joe Louis as "a credit to his race, the human
race" had no tributes for Ali. The Champion Negro, as he saw it,
had exceeded the outer perimeters of his boundaries and expected
behavior. He decried "Clay" for converting boxing "into
an instrument of hate" and for using it as "a weapon
of wickedness in an attack on the spirit." The chorus of other
sportswriters, journalists, political officials, newspapers, and
social commentators who joined Cannon's bandwagon and the crusade
against Ali, was significantly larger than those who supported him.
The city council of his hometown, Louisville, Kentucky, condemned
him. The Los Angeles Times which refused to reference him by his
name, excoriated "Clay as a Benedict Arnold." In defense
of Ali, black folk wrapped themselves around the beleaguered
champ. It seemed that the things that agitated his detractors most,
were the identical things that uplifted the spirits of black people.
One illustration of this point is the most quoted remark he ever
made. " I ain't got no quarrel with those Vietcong. No Vietcong
ever called me nigger." One of his least quoted but most
introspective remarks, was the one he made later in life upon
learning that Nelson Mandela followed his fights while he was
incarcerated in South Africa, and valued his use of sports to promote
social and political awareness.
Later,
I was amazed to discover that Mr. Mandela used to listen to my fights
when he was imprisoned on Robben Island. That humbling revelation
moved me to tears. There he was, a king in exile, being lifted up by
my ring exploits. Had I known he was listening to Ali-Frazier I, I
probably would've beaten Joe that night. I was always the greatest
when I was fighting for something.
Beginning
with Jack Johnson winning the world's heavyweight title in 1908,
America began it's first search for "white hopes" - those
who might challenge the champion and restore the title with the Aryan
race. Since there were no such credible white prospects during Ali's
reign as champion, most white Americans adopted Joe Frazier and
George Foreman as "black white hopes." Frazier never
solicited the designation, but because he never spoke on race issues,
and because he stubbornly refused to call Ali by his Muslim name, he
was claimed as such against his will. When he defeated Ali in their
first fight, the Confederate flag waving South Carolina State
Legislature, whose black members at that time numbered in the single
digits, honored Frazier at the State Assembly. Also when black
Georgia State Senator Leroy Johnson engineered the restoration of
Ali's boxing license - following a three-year hiatus from the ring -
Georgia governor Lester Maddox publicly declared a day of mourning as
a prelude to his fight with Jerry Quarry in Atlanta. Foreman became
another black white hope because, unlike Ali, he not only did not
speak out on race issues, he proudly walked around the ring waving
the American flag after winning the Olympics in Mexico City - which
stood out in contrast to Smith's and Carlos' raised clinched fists.
The mood of protesting Black America in 1968 was closer to "saying
it loud, I am black and I am proud" than it was to pledging
allegiance to the flag.
It
should be remembered that while black athletes admired Ali, few
publicly aligned themselves with him during his crisis with the U.S.
military. Courage and racial identity among black athletes have never
been equitably distributed - then or now. In 1968 Mayor Carl Stokes
of Cleveland hosted a gathering of a small cadre of black athletes
who were in solidarity with Ali. Organized by Jim Brown, the
luminaries included Bill Russell, Bobby Mitchell, Willie Davis, Sid
Williams, Curtis McClinton, Jim Shorter, John Wooten, Walter Beach
and Lew Alcindor, who created an unprecedented controversy when he
declined being on the roster the U.S. Olympic basketball team. The
meeting was sports version of an amendment to the Emancipation
Proclamation. A year earlier sociologist Harry Edwards formed the
Olympic Project for Human Rights which called for a boycott of the
Olympics unless several conditions were met, one of which was the
restoration of Ali's boxing title. In 1969 Curt Flood challenged
baseball's reserve clause. Ali had infected sports with a contagious
virus for which there was no antidote, other than cowardice.
All
wrapped up into one human being - Ali was a multi-layered complex
black man, and he was the "one" thing that most blacks
could agree on : from Martin Luther King, Jr. to Malcolm X, to Elijah
Muhammad, to the Civil Rights Movement, to the NAACP, to Paul
Robeson, to Jackie Robinson, to the Student Non-Violent Coordinating
Committee, to the Black Panthers to the NAACP, to the National Urban
League, to the Congress of Racial Equality, to Operation Push, to the
clergy, to the pool rooms and barbershops, and especially to the
professors, teachers and parents who saw in Ali a man their students
and children could admire and model for the tenacity of his manhood.
Ali
was the first fighter to use poetry in the promotion of his fights,
usually crafted in jocularity to chastise his opponents as well as to
entertain the media. On some occasions, however, there were a mixture
of humor and soberness which exposed his inner feelings, sense of
self meaning and commitment to the struggles of his race. Early
in his career, one such untitled poem was written for and given
to photographer Gordon Parks. Parks remembered : " I was not
proud of him as I had been of Joe Louis. Muhammad was a gifted black
champion and I wanted him to be a hero, but he was not making it. I
also felt that he could not possibly be quite so bad as he was made
out to be in the press." But after meeting Ali, spending some
time in his inner circle, and reading the poem. Parks was changed. In
retrospect it reminds us that Ali defined his destiny, and never once
doubting who he was, or whose he was.
Since
I won't let critics seal my fate
They
keep hollering I'm full of hate
But
they don't really hurt me none
'Cause
I'm doing good and having fun
And
fun to me is something bigger
Than
what those critics fail to figure
Fun
to me is lots of things
And
along with it some good I bring
Yet
while I'm busy helping my people
These
critics keep writing I'm deceitful,
But
I can take it on the chin
And
that's the honest truth my friend.
Now
from Muhammad you just heard
The
latest and the truest word.
So
when they ask you what's the latest Just
say,
"Ask
Ali, He's still the greatest."
Yes,
the self proclaimed and universally acknowledged "The Greatest,"
in his own inimitable words, "shook up the world."
We
are fortunate to have shared this planet with him, and to have
witnessed his journey from the most reviled to the most beloved
American. Muhammad Ali mirrors the America of our lifetime.
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