“People think they
know everything about slavery in the United States, but they don’t. They think
the majority of African slaves came to the American colonies, but they didn’t.
They talk about 400 years of slavery, but it wasn’t. They claim all Southerners
owned slaves, but they didn’t. Some argue it was all a long time ago, but it
wasn’t…
“As a scholar of slavery at the
University of Texas at Austin, I welcome the public debates and connections the
American people are making with history. However, there are still many
misconceptions about slavery...
“I’ve spent my career dispelling myths
about ‘the peculiar institution.’ The goal in my courses is not to victimize
one group and celebrate another. Instead, we trace the history of slavery in
all its forms to make sense of the origins of wealth inequality and the roots
of discrimination today. The history of slavery provides vital context to
contemporary conversations and counters the distorted facts, internet hoaxes
and poor scholarship I caution my students against.
Four myths about slavery
Myth One: The majority of African captives came to what became the United
States.
“Truth: Only a little more than 300,000 captives, or 4-6 percent,
came to the United States. The majority of enslaved Africans went to Brazil,
followed by the Caribbean. A significant number of enslaved Africans arrived in
the American colonies by way of the Caribbean, where they were ‘seasoned’ and
mentored into slave life. They spent months or years recovering from the harsh
realities of the Middle Passage. Once they were forcibly accustomed to slave
labor, many were then brought to plantations on American soil.
“Myth Two: Slavery lasted for 400 years.
“Popular culture is rich with references
to 400 years of oppression. There seems to be confusion between the Transatlantic
Slave Trade (1440-1888) and the institution of slavery,
confusion only reinforced by the Bible, Genesis 15:13: ‘Then
the Lord said to him, Know for certain that for four hundred years your
descendants will be strangers in a country not their own and that they will be
enslaved and mistreated there.’
“Truth: Slavery
was not unique to the United States. It is a part of almost every nation’s
history, from Greek and Roman civilizations to contemporary forms of human
trafficking. The American part of the story lasted fewer than 400 years. How,
then, do we calculate the timeline of slavery in America? Most historians use 1619
as a starting point: 20 Africans referred to as ‘servants’ arrived in
Jamestown, Virginia on a Dutch ship. It’s important to note, however, that they
were not the first Africans on American soil. Africans first arrived in America
in the late 16th century not as slaves but as explorers together with Spanish
and Portuguese explorers.
“One of the best-known of these African
‘conquistadors’ was Estevancio, who traveled throughout the
Southeast from present-day Florida to Texas. As far as the institution of
chattel slavery – the treatment of slaves as property – in the United States,
if we use 1619 as the beginning and the 1865 13th Amendment as its end, then it
lasted 246 years, not 400.
“Myth
Three: All
Southerners owned slaves.
“Truth: Roughly 25 percent of all Southerners
owned slaves. The fact that one-quarter of the southern population were
slaveholders is still shocking to many. This truth brings historical insight to
modern conversations about inequality and reparations.
“Take the case of
Texas: When it established
statehood, the Lone Star State had a shorter period of Anglo-American chattel
slavery than other southern states – only 1845 to 1865 – because Spain and
Mexico had occupied the region for almost one-half of the 19th century with
policies that either abolished or limited slavery. Still, the number of people
impacted by wealth and income inequality is staggering. By 1860, the Texas enslaved population was 182,566, but slaveholders represented
27 percent of the population, and controlled 68 percent of the government
positions and 73 percent of the wealth. These are astonishing figures, but today’s income gap in Texas is arguably
more stark, with 10 percent of tax filers taking home 50 percent of the income.
“Myth
Four: Slavery was a
long time ago.
“Truth: African-Americans have been free in
this country for less time than they were enslaved. Do the math: Blacks have
been free for 152 years, which means that most Americans are only two to three
generations away from slavery. This is not that long ago. Over this same
period, however, former slaveholding families have built
their legacies on the institution and generated wealth that African-Americans
have not had access to because enslaved labor was forced. Segregation
maintained wealth disparities, and overt and covert discrimination limited
African-American recovery efforts.
The value of slaves
“Economists and
historians have examined detailed aspects of the enslaved experience for as
long as slavery existed. My own work enters this conversation by
looking at the value of individual slaves and the ways enslaved people
responded to being treated as a commodity. They were bought and sold just like
we sell cars and cattle today. They were gifted, deeded and mortgaged the same
way we sell houses today. They were itemized and insured the same way we manage
our assets and protect our valuables.
“Enslaved people were valued at every
stage of their lives, from before birth until after death. Slaveholders
examined women for their fertility and projected the value of their ‘future
increase.’ As the slaves grew up, enslavers assessed their value through a
rating system that quantified their work. An ‘A1 Prime hand’ represented one
term used for a ‘first-rate’ slave who could do the most work in a given day.
Their values decreased on a quarter scale from three-fourths hands to
one-fourth hands, to a rate of zero, which was typically reserved for elderly
or differently abled bond people (another term for slaves).
“For example, Guy
and Andrew, two prime males sold at the largest auction in U.S. history in
1859, commanded different prices. Although similar in ‘all marketable points in
size, age, and skill,’ Guy was US$1,280 while Andrew sold for $1,040 because
‘he had lost his right eye.’ A reporter from the New York Tribune noted ‘that the market
value of the right eye in the Southern country is $240.’ Enslaved bodies were
reduced to monetary values assessed from year to year and sometimes from month
to month for their entire lifespan and beyond. By today’s standards, Andrew and
Guy would be worth about $33,000-$40,000.
“Slavery was an
extremely diverse economic institution, one that extracted unpaid labor out of
people in a variety of settings – from small single-crop farms and plantations
to urban universities. This diversity was also reflected in their prices. And
enslaved people understood they were treated as commodities. ‘I was sold away
from mammy at three years old,’ recalled Harriett Hill of Georgia. ‘I remember
it! It lack selling a calf from the cow,’ she shared in a 1930s interview with the Works Progress
Administration. ‘We are human beings,’ she told her interviewer. Those in
bondage understood their status. Even though Harriet Hill was too little to
remember her price when she was three, she recalled being sold for $1,400 at
age nine or 10: ‘I never could forget it.’
“...The elephant that
sits at the center of our history is coming into focus. American slavery
happened – we are still living with its consequences. I believe we are finally
ready to face it, learn about it and acknowledge its significance to American
history” (The Conversation).
American slavery: Separating fact
from myth by Daina Ramey Berry, Associate Professor of History and
African and African Diaspora Studies, University of Texas at Austin
Let America be America Again by Langston Hughes
ReplyDeleteLet America be America again.
Let it be the dream it used to be.
Let it be the pioneer on the plain
Seeking a home where he himself is free.
(America never was America to me.)
Let America be the dream the dreamers dreamed--
Let it be that great strong land of love
Where never kings connive nor tyrants scheme
That any man be crushed by one above.
(It never was America to me.)
O, let my land be a land where Liberty
Is crowned with no false patriotic wreath,
But opportunity is real, and life is free,
Equality is in the air we breathe.
(There's never been equality for me,
Nor freedom in this "homeland of the free.")
Say, who are you that mumbles in the dark?
And who are you that draws your veil across the stars?
I am the poor white, fooled and pushed apart,
I am the Negro bearing slavery's scars.
I am the red man driven from the land,
I am the immigrant clutching the hope I seek--
And finding only the same old stupid plan
Of dog eat dog, of mighty crush the weak.
I am the young man, full of strength and hope,
Tangled in that ancient endless chain
Of profit, power, gain, of grab the land!
Of grab the gold! Of grab the ways of satisfying need!
Of work the men! Of take the pay!
Of owning everything for one's own greed!
I am the farmer, bondsman to the soil.
I am the worker sold to the machine.
I am the Negro, servant to you all.
I am the people, humble, hungry, mean--
Hungry yet today despite the dream.
Beaten yet today--O, Pioneers!
I am the man who never got ahead,
The poorest worker bartered through the years.
Yet I'm the one who dreamt our basic dream
In the Old World while still a serf of kings,
Who dreamt a dream so strong, so brave, so true,
That even yet its mighty daring sings
In every brick and stone, in every furrow turned
That's made America the land it has become.
O, I'm the man who sailed those early seas
In search of what I meant to be my home--
For I'm the one who left dark Ireland's shore,
And Poland's plain, and England's grassy lea,
And torn from Black Africa's strand I came
To build a "homeland of the free."
The free?
Who said the free? Not me?
Surely not me? The millions on relief today?
The millions shot down when we strike?
The millions who have nothing for our pay?
For all the dreams we've dreamed
And all the songs we've sung
And all the hopes we've held
And all the flags we've hung,
The millions who have nothing for our pay--
Except the dream that's almost dead today.
O, let America be America again--
The land that never has been yet--
And yet must be--the land where every man is free.
The land that's mine--the poor man's, Indian's, Negro's, ME--
Who made America,
Whose sweat and blood, whose faith and pain,
Whose hand at the foundry, whose plow in the rain,
Must bring back our mighty dream again.
Sure, call me any ugly name you choose--
The steel of freedom does not stain.
From those who live like leeches on the people's lives,
We must take back our land again,
America!
O, yes,
I say it plain,
America never was America to me,
And yet I swear this oath--
America will be!
Out of the rack and ruin of our gangster death,
The rape and rot of graft, and stealth, and lies,
We, the people, must redeem
The land, the mines, the plants, the rivers.
The mountains and the endless plain--
All, all the stretch of these great green states--
And make America again!
“…I do not hesitate to declare, with all my soul, that the character and conduct of this nation never looked blacker to me than on this 4th of July! Whether we turn to the declarations of the past, or to the professions of the present, the conduct of the nation seems equally hideous and revolting. America is false to the past, false to the present, and solemnly binds herself to be false to the future. Standing with God and the crushed and bleeding slave on this occasion, I will, in the name of humanity which is outraged, in the name of liberty which is fettered, in the name of the constitution and the Bible, which are disregarded and trampled upon, dare to call in question and to denounce, with all the emphasis I can command, everything that serves to perpetuate slavery — the great sin and shame of America! ‘I will not equivocate; I will not excuse;’ I will use the severest language I can command; and yet not one word shall escape me that any man, whose judgment is not blinded by prejudice, or who is not at heart a slaveholder, shall not confess to be right and just…
ReplyDelete“Would you have me argue that man is entitled to liberty? that he is the rightful owner of his own body? You have already declared it. Must I argue the wrongfulness of slavery? Is that a question for Republicans? Is it to be settled by the rules of logic and argumentation, as a matter beset with great difficulty, involving a doubtful application of the principle of justice, hard to be understood? How should I look to-day, in the presence of Americans, dividing, and subdividing a discourse, to show that men have a natural right to freedom? speaking of it relatively, and positively, negatively, and affirmatively. To do so, would be to make myself ridiculous, and to offer an insult to your understanding. — There is not a man beneath the canopy of heaven, that does not know that slavery is wrong for him…
“What, to the American slave, is your 4th of July? I answer: a day that reveals to him, more than all other days in the year, the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim. To him, your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty, an unholy license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your denunciations of tyrants, brass fronted impudence; your shouts of liberty and equality, hollow mockery; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and thanksgivings, with all your religious parade, and solemnity, are, to him, mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy — a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation of savages. There is not a nation on the earth guilty of practices, more shocking and bloody, than are the people of these United States, at this very hour…”
“What to the Slave Is the Fourth of July?”
Frederick Douglass | July 5, 1852
“…I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: ‘We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal.’…
ReplyDelete“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character…
“I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, and every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed and all flesh shall see it together.
“This is our hope… With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.
“This will be the day. This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with new meaning ‘My country 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my father's died, land of the Pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring!’
“And if America is to be a great nation, this must become true. And so let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania. Let freedom ring from the snow-capped Rockies of Colorado. Let freedom ring from the curvaceous slopes of California.
“But not only that, let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia. Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee. Let freedom ring from every hill and molehill of Mississippi -- from every mountainside.
“Let freedom ring. And when this happens, and when we allow freedom ring -- when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children -- black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics -- will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual: ‘Free at last! Free at last! Thank God Almighty, we are free at last!’”- from the address to civil rights marchers by Rev. Martin Luther King, Jr. in Washington, D.C. on Aug. 28, 1963