Boy, Oh, Boy
New York Times By MAUREEN DOWD
September 12, 2009
The normally nonchalant Barack Obama looked nonplussed, as Nancy Pelosi glowered behind. Surrounded by middle-aged white guys — a sepia snapshot of the days when such pols ran Washington like their own men’s club — Joe Wilson yelled “You lie!” at a president who didn’t.
But, fair or not, what I heard was an unspoken word in the air: You lie, boy! The outburst was unexpected from a milquetoast Republican backbencher from South Carolina who had attracted little media attention. Now it has made him an overnight right-wing hero, inspiring “You lie!” bumper stickers and T-shirts.
The congressman, we learned, belonged to the Sons of Confederate Veterans, led a 2000 campaign to keep the Confederate flag waving above South Carolina’s state Capitol and denounced as a “smear” the true claim of a black woman that she was the daughter of Strom Thurmond, the ’48 segregationist candidate for president. Wilson clearly did not like being lectured and even rebuked by the brainy black president presiding over the majestic chamber.
I’ve been loath to admit that the shrieking lunacy of the summer — the frantic efforts to paint our first black president as the Other, a foreigner, socialist, fascist, Marxist, racist, Commie, Nazi; a cad who would snuff old people; a snake who would indoctrinate kids — had much to do with race. I tended to agree with some Obama advisers that Democratic presidents typically have provoked a frothing response from paranoids — from Father Coughlin against F.D.R. to Joe McCarthy against Truman to the John Birchers against J.F.K. and the vast right-wing conspiracy against Bill Clinton. But Wilson’s shocking disrespect for the office of the president — no Democrat ever shouted “liar” at W. when he was hawking a fake case for war in Iraq — convinced me: Some people just can’t believe a black man is president and will never accept it…
Barry Obama of the post-’60s Hawaiian ’hood did not live through the major racial struggles in American history. Maybe he had a problem relating to his white basketball coach or catching a cab in New York, but he never got beaten up for being black. Now he’s at the center of a period of racial turbulence sparked by his ascension. Even if he and the coterie of white male advisers around him don’t choose to openly acknowledge it, this president is the ultimate civil rights figure — a black man whose legitimacy is constantly challenged by a loco fringe. For two centuries, the South has feared a takeover by blacks or the feds. In Obama, they have both…
“We have a lot of people who really think that the world’s against us,” Fowler said, “so when things don’t happen the way we like them to, we blame outsiders.” He said a state legislator not long ago tried to pass a bill to nullify any federal legislation with which South Carolinians didn’t agree. Shades of John C. Calhoun!
It may be President Obama’s very air of elegance and erudition that raises hackles in some. “My father used to say to me, ‘Boy, don’t get above your raising,’ ” Fowler said. “Some people are prejudiced anyway, and then they look at his education and mannerisms and get more angry at him.” Clyburn had a warning for Obama advisers who want to forgive Wilson, ignore the ignorant outbursts and move on: “They’re going to have to develop ways in this White House to deal with things and not let them fester out there. Otherwise, they’ll see numbers moving in the wrong direction.”
A lot of it really is racism, isn’t it? I kinda don’t want it to be, but it’s getting pretty blatant. I saw a Glenn Beck clip on the Daily Show the other day. Beck said Obama’s whole program was based on one word – "reparations.
Growing up in the South in the 1940’s, I thought it was all about honor. We stood when people played Dixie and wore confederate caps to school. It’s hard to believe now, but I didn’t know that the Civil War was about slavery. And in my house, a racial slur was grounds for a good spanking. How pride in the confederacy and an injunction against racism could comfortably coexists strikes me as ludicrous now – but that’s the way it was. In early adolescence, my homework assignment was to write about an editorial. The one I picked said the Supreme Court had made a mistake that day. They’d ruled against the Constitution. I looked up the reference in the source of all knowledge, the Compton’s Encyclopedia. So I announced that the editorial was right as I sat on the living room floor writing my report. My mom looked over her glasses and said, "What makes you think the Constitution is right?" The decision was Brown versus the Board of Education. The reference was the 14th Amendment. So, I picked another editorial.
Although I became increasingly sympathetic to the Civil Rights Movement throughout college, it was the bombing of the 16th Street Church in Birmingham that finally brought the whole thing into focus for me. I could still love my South for her story, and her beauty, her people – but I could no longer verenerate anything that had to do with her racism. There are a lot of us who feel that way. When it came time to settle, I came back to the South. It feels like home. And I’ll have to admit that I feel like people like me have an obligation to stay here to neutralize the remnants of our racist past. That sounds too lofty to be true, but it’s something I’ve felt nonetheless.
When Congressman Joe Wilson yelled out at President Obama’s speech the other night, it felt like a dagger. It wasn’t what he objected to, or whether he was right. It was his contemptuousness. To treat another person with contempt, you have to depersonalize them, dehumanize them, and that’s what Wilson did. He said he was caught up in his emotions. I believe him. I’ve seen that kind of emotion my whole life. It’s called hatred. While I expect Congressman Wilson would deny that characterization, but if it quacks like a duck, it’s a duck. My own emotion that night was shame, even moreso when I found out that he was from South Carolina – the cradle of the Confederacy. I’ve deluded myself that all the insane attacks against Obama are something other than racism, but Joe Wilson put that to rest with two simple words, "You lie!"
How the Party of Lincoln became the dominant Party in the South, and evolved into the Party of Hate is still confusing to me. When Presidents Kennedy and Johnson finally made good the American promise that "all men are created equal," the South signed on with the Republican Party, degrading both groups. Like the Birmingham bombing, Wilson’s contempt is a wake-up call. What hangs in the balance is all too clear. Is the American Experiment that says common humanity trumps racial or gender subgroups going to survive or not? I don’t believe that President Obama is representing a racial subgroup, but I believe Congressman Joe Wilson is. Joe Wilson is a bigot, whether he knows it or not.