"I Don't Want Nobody to Give Me Nothing (Open
the Door, I'll Get it Myself)." – James Brown
“In the colonies the truth stood naked but the
citizens of the mother country preferred it with clothes on.” –
Jean-Paul Sartre, introduction to Frantz Fanon’s The
Wretched of the Earth
I double-dog dare anyone to solve the mystery of the
Negro Conservative.
The dictionaries define conservatism as “the tendency
to maintain the existing order and to resist change;” conservative
is “favoring preservation of the existing order.” Why would an African
American, whose historical experience and contemporary status are
largely shaped by racism and discrimination in every facet of social,
political, and economic intercourse, want to “preserve the existing
order” and “resist change”?
To be clear, I am not referring to African Americans
like my parents who were strict in their values about self-respect,
work, faith, family, community, discipline, and manners (“Sit down,
Junior, and quit acting a fool.”) Laziness, or “loafing,” was close
to a sin before the Almighty God.
Self-help at both the individual and community levels
was the gold standard. So was justice. Since when are these values
“conservative”? Since the right-wing think tanks and media machine
reconfigured its code words to obscure racist intentions. Since
it upgraded its language and operating system to give cover to the
same old disgraceful practices of disenfranchisement. Since old
(young, too), entrenched, Manifest Destiny right-wingers crafted
a grand strategy to return America to “the good ole days.” Remember
them?
As a part of its relentless propaganda campaign to
demonize African Americans, the right-wing has hijacked the values
of my parents and their contemporaries as its exclusive playbook.
And if “the problem” with African Americans is rooted in the lack
of “conservative values,” then that logically dismisses all of the
traditional black complaints.
In the conservative mentality, it makes sense that
after centuries of slavery and discrimination, affirmative action
is “reverse discrimination.” The Voting Rights Act is “political
affirmative action,” and the plague on the nation’s house is not
an absence of voting rights, but voter fraud committed by blacks.
Fair employment policies are “politically correct” straitjackets
choking the life out of businesses, and Trojan horses for the dreaded
“multiculturalism.” And safety net policies represent New Deal socialism,
big government hand-outs, and a sense of entitlement by people who
are recklessly devoid of “personal responsibility.”
What is most egregious is that the right-wing has
recruited a new generation of Negroes to communicate its propaganda
and give “legitimacy” to messages that otherwise would be recognized
as obvious poison to the needs and interests of African Americans.
The New York Times recently reported that the
Republican Party is grooming a crop of eager Negro Republicans to
run for governor or the U.S. Senate in 2006 in Maryland, Pennsylvania,
Ohio, and Michigan, which is a part of a larger scheme to take a
chunk of the black vote from the trifling Democrats.
Deeper still, Bush’s faith-based initiative has furnished
a cash-driven enticement to a growing network of black preachers
parroting the “conservative” message, and attacking the credibility
of progressive black leadership as well. The package is completed
and the bow is tied by the out-of-the-blue appearance of a truck
load of right-wing black media commentators, from Armstrong Williams
to Joe Watkins. The list is long, and growing.
If you depend on the visibility of Negro conservative
commentators to measure African American public opinion, you could
only conclude that Black America had gone “Right.” The only demographic
of media commentators growing faster than black right-wingers is
the surreal saturation of blonde Eva Brauns.
To be frank, Negro conservatives have always been
with us, starting with old Tom on the plantation (“Massa, we
sick?”). To be fair, some have been honest in having a different
approach to the road to freedom; Booker T. Washington comes to mind.
Others have been charlatans. (I won’t call any names here, you know
who they are.) Others have just been inexplicable; Zora Neale Hurston
comes to mind. Pardon me, but it must also be said that even though
I have not met a black person over 40 who didn’t “march with Dr.
Kang,” I remember the black preachers and churches that ran away
from him. I remember scary Negroes saying Dr. King should “just
oughta hush and go somewhere and sit down.”
And certainly it is understandable that blacks embraced
the Party of Lincoln after Emancipation, as the Democrats and Dixiecrats
mounted a campaign of disenfranchisement and terror against African
Americans for decades following the Civil War and into the early
20th century, including a fierce resistance to desegregation
and anti-lynching legislation.
Even during the sixties – and perhaps before – there
has always been a schism between those blacks that measured progress
and social change only by the extent to which blacks were included
in American life (“The Big House”), and those who pushed for structural
change beyond mere inclusion.
So, the seeds of an honest ideological and strategic
disagreement are deeply planted in our history. (They tell me that
Booker T. Washington and W.E.B DuBois are still arguing.)
That is a debate that needs a new summons. Bill Lucy’s recent call
for a return
to “Gary” is right on time, and offers an opportunity for leadership
accountability and honest, vigorous debate about vision, strategy,
message, and integrity.
Let the Negro conservatives come to “Gary” and let’s
explore the merits. Let’s have an honest discussion about 21st
century America and the best strategy for African Americans. But
later for the disingenuous and asinine rhetoric hatched in Republican
think tanks by white right-wingers. Later for the prophylacytic
messaging and absurd role-playing.
Let’s take the historic baton and solve the mystery
of the Negro conservative. Is it a legitimate political course connected
to the realities of African American challenges? Is it mere mathematics
of putting our troops in both parties and all camps? Is it like
simply choosing which team you want to play on? Is it just being
tired of sitting on the bench? Is it only about getting paid? Is
it what America really is, take it or leave it? Is it the
T-word? Is it akin to the Stockholm Syndrome? Do we really want
a class of Duvaliers, Savimbis, and Mobutos in America?
Is it possible to be a Negro conservative when American
conservatism is inextricably tied to racism, the obstruction of
every single step of black progress, and the dichotomous syndrome
of black inferiority and white supremacy? Is it a butt-neckit contradiction?
Is it real or is it Memorex? Let’s see. To paraphrase your president,
“bring it on.”
Meet me in “Gary” and let’s talk. But come honest;
come real. And if it gets your motor running, take a page
from the story about the cherry tree and George Washington, with
his wig wearing self.
Charles Cinque Fulwood is a writer and communications
strategist living in Washington, DC. |