Saturday, March 31, 2007

The Melody Lingers On

Who has not heard of Brer Rabbit and the Tar Baby?

In recent months three national politicians have gotten into semantic trouble by referring to the "tar baby": that would be (1) Governor Mark Sanford, of Florida and South Carolina; (2) Senator John McCain of Arizona; and (3) Governor Mitt Romney of Massachusetts and Utah. It's not exactly a Southern idiom!

In fact, Robert Roosevelt, wealthy New York politician and uncle of Teddy, made the first effort to publicize the Brer Rabbit tales in Harper's late in the nineteenth century by transcribing stories told by his Georgian aunts. However, Joel Chandler Harris, illegitimate child of poor white Georgia, invented the Uncle Remus who first appeared in print in the Atlanta newspaper 1880, producing for himself a successful writing career. In each case the stories were told originally by Georgian slaves, although some suggest that the sea islands' Gullah culture also has tales of "Buh Rabbit."
By 1946 these African-based tales were famous enough that Walt Disney released his cutting-edge (technologically-speaking) Song of the South. Then the tales written by Harris became even more well known, if possible, after fifty years on the bookshelves of children all over the world. The next year the U.S. Postal System released a stamp in honor of Harris.

Sixty years later we are shoving this shared past under the rug like a broken vase. Thus, not only can't Song of the South be shown in theaters, it can't be released on video! Joel Chandler Harris, who once was as popular as Mark Twain (his friend), has been excised from American literature textbooks, even in discussions of local-color writers. It's a somewhat ironic twist of history that Harris was "progressive" in his day in regard to race relations!

No one can deny that the world of Uncle Remus had become fully ingrained in American (and, I suspect, world) culture by 1946, else why would Disney take these tales from the post-Civil War years and make them into a movie? Not even I am old enough to have seen the picture in 1946, but I did after its re-release in 1956. Who can forget "Zip-a-Dee-do-da"? It became a hit, sung by Bing Crosby, no less.

The major objections to the film seem to be its depiction of the "myth of the happy slave" and the impression that the tales originated with Harris. In the first case, I must ask, what about Gone with the Wind? It clearly shows more of these characteristics in its depictions of the slaves owned by the fictional O'Hara family. Years ago I was amazed to find it the favorite movie of a recent Chinese immigrant I taught in New Jersey. It enjoys world-wide distribution even today.

In regard to the second objection, I don't believe that Harris ever said that the tales were his. It is fairly clear that he based the figure of Uncle Remus on people that he knew. Marcus Cox, of the Citadel's African-American Studies program, has suggested that under the proper conditions "the film could be a valuable teaching tool."

I must query State Sen. Robert Ford, who has said "he would expect widespread controversy and calls for Disney's top officials to step down" if Disney changes its policy. Would it not be educational to SEE what stereotypes are in the film? Is our progress on the racial front so tenuous that seeing it would change the ways in which we view each other?

The Rev. Joseph A. Darby, pastor of an influencial AME church and officer in the Charleston NAACP is quoted in the Post and Courier saying that, "American history has to be treated gingerly."

I must respectfully disagree. It needs to be confronted because it is still with us. We need to know our history.

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Lee's Traveller and John Murtha's Great-Grandfather

The floor is scuffed and wooden, as are the desks lined up in neat rows facing the blackboard. Above it hangs a large painting of Robert E. Lee standing next to his horse Traveller. Not the one here, I think, for no battle flag was in evidence. Perhaps other pictures dotted the faded walls, but none sticks so well in my memory.

In this second-floor classroom of old St. Andrews Parish High School on the site of an even older phosphate mine, Miss Seabrook conducted homeroom with daily Bible readings by students and taught United States history to a mixed group of new suburbanites and old farmers' kids ("dungarees" were banned in honor of the latter), all white, mostly children of the South, most with English last names.

That was nearly half a century ago. Even then Traveller had long ago gone to his final rest (with a commemorative plaque) at Washington and Lee University, and most history teachers cared little about his existence.

This is my past, but it is Charleston's past also. And the past of America. And it's not over.

Take the case of Rep. John Murtha of western Pennsylvania. He recently extolled his great-grandfather's service and loss of an arm for the Union cause, calling that Civil-War experience a source of his inspiration before Congress in debate and again to Chris Matthews on Hardball (March 23rd).

Matthews seemed genuinely shocked that Murtha had a great-grandfather in the Civil War! Please, Chris. How many other hundreds of thousands are alive today whose great-grandfathers served in that same war?

My teenage maternal great-grandfather, captured at the Battle of Gettysburg, spend the remainder of the war at the notorious Point Lookout, Maryland, prisoner-of-war camp. When the war was over, he walked (yes, just like in the movie) all the way home to Charlotte. On my wall hangs his photograph with my Aunt Jane (a two-year-old) on his knee. He seems to be wistfully looking out a window.

I wonder sometimes about his memories. I think he would have liked to see Lee and Traveller on the wall.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

The Past: Always With Us


Posts on The Newsless Courier recently have validated my decision to explore the ramifications of the past into the present--for myself, for my family, for Charleston (where I grew up), for South Carolina, and for my country.

Most people are more familiar with George Santayana's quote, "Those who do not remember the past are condemned to repeat it," as a quick Google search will reveal. However, a search will also reveal New York Times reporter Bob Herbert's familiarity with Faulkner: see "Slavery Isn't Dead. It Isn't Even Past" in the Times March 1st issue regarding Al Sharpton's discovery of his link to Strom Thurmond.

I'm confident that Sharpton, though he's not one of my favorite people, would agree that the past is indeed alive for him.

Southerners have always been accused of living too much in the past, but maybe we have some insight there!