Elvira Basevich

W.E.B. Du Bois


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still leaves them poor and marginalized.25

      Ironically, Du Bois imagined that the black experience of double consciousness could function as a window into building a utopian future inasmuch as double consciousness “gifts” African Americans with “second sight” about how to reconstruct the polity.26 The challenge would be for a white-controlled world to cultivate the will to dismantle structural inequalities under black guidance, participating in anti-racist and interracial struggles as genuine allies of communities of color. Empathizing with the black experience of double consciousness can foment a shared sense of political and economic fate that substantiates the ties of interracial civic fellowship. With Du Bois, we can imagine the aftermath of white supremacy, when white Americans assume responsibility for racial realities, sacrificing their undue claims to power for the sake of a future without racial caste, state-sanctioned violence, and poverty. The success of the Black Lives Matter movement is that it has made the nation take responsibility for the racial realities it has created. Yet in forcing the white world to take responsibility for racial realities, the movement never makes black dignity contingent on white affirmation, as whites and white-controlled institutions slowly learn to achieve moral clarity about race.

      In Souls, Du Bois shared his personal experience of the loss of his firstborn. The reader plunges with his young family into grief, from which his partner, Nina, never fully recovered, “never forgiv[ing] God for the unhealable wound.”28 But the white world, Du Bois wrote, saw no one worth mourning and closed in around them like a devouring mouth: “The busy city dinned about us; they did not say much, those pale-faced hurrying men and women; they did not say much – they only glanced and said, ‘N******s!’”29 To mourn is to feel the value of a life lost; public rituals of mourning show respect and a willingness to forge fellowship. Sharing in grief can even open a path to rebuilding shattered trust.

      In his elegant defense of moral faith in the light of loss, Melvin Rogers notes: “The quest to transform the political landscape indicates that the legitimacy of democracy demands faith that sacrifice will be redeemed. Here the word ‘redeem’ indicates the possibility of mending wounds at the heart of the community, the end result of which is to include those who have otherwise been excluded from political life.”34 Likewise, Du Bois defined the power and limit of his faith in democracy: the moral redemption of the republic demands ongoing engagement with the history of black, Latinx, and indigenous losses. Though he had faith that it is possible to heal the wound racism has left on the republic, he knew white Americans would need to cross an uncharted “spiritual” territory to learn to atone for centuries of violence, a political gesture that has never been offered. The polity has not yet learned to mourn the dead. It has not even learned to be troubled by its direct role in the killings.

      Every year on Martin Luther King Day, militia groups descend on Richmond, Virginia to protest gun-control legislation. That event organizers choose to hold their gun rights rally on a federal holiday that honors King suggests two things. First, the power of the Black Lives Matter movement remains its forceful assertion of the right of blacks to exist. Second, the forceful assertion of the right of blacks to exist is taken as a threat not just to the law enforcement community but to a fragile whiteness invested in the preservation of the color line. Their fear and insecurity betray them. The overwhelmingly white (and mostly male) militiamen nurse an elemental dread of black being-in-the-world. In the judgment of Du Bois’s John Jones, the men who hold the noose remain “pitiful.” And yet the losses they continue to inflict are incalculable, rendering precarious the day-to-day existence of communities of color. Born to former slaves, the poet Paul Dunbar reflects on what it is like to live a life to which one is made to feel unentitled. He notes that it feels like paying a debt: “This is the debt I pay just for one riotous day, / years of regret and grief, sorrow without relief / […] / Slight was the thing I bought, small was the debt I thought, / poor was the loan at best – God! but the interest!”35

      1 1. K. A. Appiah, Lines of Descent, New York: Norton, 2014, p. 21.

      2 2. W. E. B. Du Bois, The Souls of Black Folk, New York: Penguin, 1989, p. 3.

      3 3. Hannah Arendt, Eichmann in Jerusalem, New York: Penguin, 2006, p. 273.

      4 4. The transcript of Zimmerman’s 911 call is available online.

      5 5. Resnick Gideon, “Zimmerman Taunts Trayvon Martin’s Parents,” The Daily Beast, April 13, 2017, online.

      6 6. Du Bois, Souls, p. 166.

      7 7. Du Bois, Souls, p. 193. See also W. E. B. Du Bois, Darkwater: Voices from Within the Veil, Mineola: Dover, 1999, p. 29.

      8 8. W. E. B. Du Bois, Dusk of Dawn: An Essay Toward an Autobiography of a Race Concept, New York: The Library of America, 1986, p. 75.

      9 9. Du Bois, Dusk of Dawn, p. 34.

      10 10. Cf. James Baldwin, The Cross of Redemption: Uncollected Writings, New York: Pantheon Books, 2010.

      11 11. Ramsey Orta, a friend of Garner’s who recorded his murder on his cellphone, is the only person at the scene that day to have faced jail time. The journalist Chloe Cooper Jones writes: “‘Someone will have to pay for this,’ Orta thought, looking at his phone, not realizing that someone would be him.” See Chloe Cooper Jones, “Fearing for His Life,” The Verge, March 13, 2019, online.

      12 12. Amy Goodman, Democracy Now! Independent Global News, August 20, 2019, online.

      13 13. Interview Democracy Now, online: https://www.democracynow.org/2019/8/20/emerald_garner_daniel_pantaleo_nypd_firing

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