James Thomas was well-acquainted with powerful white southerners, intimate even. He was born in 1827 to an enslaved woman and John Catron, a justice of the supreme courts of the United States and Tennessee. During his childhood in Nashville, Thomas worked as an assistant to John Esselman, one of the most successful physicians in the city. Later, he became the personal assistant to Andrew Jackson Polk, a cousin of President James K. Polk and the owner of more than three hundred enslaved people.
Thomas used those connections to his advantage. As a barber, a practice that he began while enslaved and which he continued after gaining legal freedom in 1851, Thomas earned as much as $100 a month from a clientele that included William Giles Harding, the owner of the Belle Meade plantation and one of the wealthiest men in Nashville. It was from Harding and similar clients that Thomas gained not only a considerable income but also an understanding of what Christmas meant to them.
To antebellum white southerners, Christmas was a time of merriment—and fear.
Liel Leibovitz last week in Tablet Magazine wrote about what he learned from his grandfather Siegfried, who fled Vienna soon after Hitler took over. Here is some of it (edited, bolded and formatted by me for length and clarity): He was spooked by the goosesteps of Hitler’s goons. He convinced two of his sisters […]
A reporter’s job is to describe the world as it is, with clarity and accuracy. Use of the term “alt-right,” by concealing overt racism, makes that job harder.
With that in mind, ThinkProgress will no longer treat “alt-right” as an accurate descriptor of either a movement or its members. We will only use the name when quoting others. When appending our own description to men like Spencer and groups like NPI, we will use terms we consider more accurate, such as “white nationalist” or “white supremacist.”
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Dear White Liberal Feminists,
After Donald J. Trump’s election to the highest and most powerful political office of the United States last week, many of you have approached me, and my black brothers and sisters especially, with tearful eyes and somber faces. In person, in private, in public, and in the digital sphere, you have bemoaned the state of this world and our political landscape. You have lamented the deep-seated divisiveness of this country. You have wept, you have hugged, and you have gingerly asked, “how are you?”
And yet, your actions and inquiries are especially loaded, as much for their selfishness as their disingenuous nature. Your hugs and tears are of the self-soothing kind. Your inquiries seldom derive from a true desire to learn about how I, as an African American woman, really feel. Rather…CLICK HERE FOR MORE: http://www.aaihs.org/an-open-letter-to-white-liberal-feminists/
“Cool hunting” was once a disturbing phrase because it referenced the practice of folk in the marketing and branding business scoping out what black kids were doing on the basketball courts, urban city streets, and shopping malls that suggested the next big fashion trend. Now, “cool hunting” disturbs because it reifies a metaphor of cultural appropriation to identify how police officers behave after killing black people. Ryan Grim and Julia Craven present this next level of “cool hunting” in their article, “There’s Something Disturbing About The Way Cops Act Just After They’ve Shot Somebody.” You should give it a read.
…Thanks to Carmen Kynard for the pdf linked above:
‘Black lives matter,’ the slogan of the Ferguson protestors, says it all. The struggle in Ferguson, on Staten Island and across the country is about as basic as they come. It’s about people being treated as if they were disposable, lesser humans – and this is 150 years after the end of slavery.
When I was making TALES OF THE GRIM SLEEPER in Los Angeles, I came across a very similar slogan: ‘Black women’s lives matter… Every life is of value.’ Put forward by the Black Coalition Fighting Back Serial Murders, it referred to over 200 black women who disappeared over a 25-year period, most of whom have never been accounted for. This took place in the middle of Los Angeles, not 15 miles from where I live, in South Central – the black area of town –…
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