What I’d like you to do is this: try to imagine for a moment
living in a small town in the deep South — a town like, say, Gadsden, Alabama —
surrounded by piney woods and sandy soil, the kind of place where everybody
knows everybody else’s business. A lot of industry already moved offshore, to
countries where they can pay workers even less than the right-to-work pittance
they paid in Gadsden. Left behind are strip malls, Pizza Huts, Krispy Kremes,
muffler shops, tire retailers, Dairy Queens, women selling Mary Kay cosmetics
to each other.
Over there on Lewis Road you’ll find an old red barn set up as a
horse shoeing business, with a long-dead rusted flat-bed truck up on blocks, and
across the one lane black-top road, a 50-by-12 trailer home with peeling paint
and an above-ground pool right next door to a ranch-style house with aluminum
siding that has three cars parked on the gravel drive out front. Drive a little
further, and you’ll find another ranch-style house with aluminum siding, and
another, and another, and a truly amazing number of pick-up trucks parked in
driveways in various states of disassembly or repair. And churches — lots and
lots of churches — New Faith Community Church, and Faith Baptist Church, and
Full Gospel Tabernacle, and James Memorial Baptist Church, just across the
street from the Dollar General, and the Living Truth Christian Center, which is
not far from the St. Paul Overcoming Church of God, which is just down Glenwood
Avenue from Paden Baptist Church.
The small Southern town we’re imagining — say, a place like
Gadsden, Alabama — has a population that is 34 percent black and 62 percent
white, so it’s easy to imagine yourself as a citizen of either race. Now what
I’d like you to do is imagine that you are one of the black citizens, and
living in Gadsden, Alabama you hear this phrase over and over and
over: our blacks. Let me say it again: our blacks. You also
hear our negroes, and our ni**ers, but because Gadsden is under
somewhat of a national spotlight and people are endeavoring to be seen as,
ahem, inclusive, let’s have you imagine hearing from the mouths of your fellow
citizens who are white is that you are one of our blacks.
Now what I’d like you to do is stop imagining, because that’s what
you’ll actually hear in Gadsden, Alabama and towns like it all over the deep
South.
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