Early in
the rule of Adolf Hitler the magazine The
Christian Century reported on the emerging persecution of the Jews in the
fledgling National Socialist regime. In
response to the article one G. F. Hedstrand of the “Covenant Book Concern” in
Chicago wrote a scathing letter to the editor.
“The Jews can squeal much,” Hedstrand wrote, “without meaning much by
it, and he does not need to be hurt much in order to squeal much.” He asserted “the Jews are not persecuted in
Germany because of their religion, but because of their political and economic
activity. They are communists many of
them and ‘persecuted’ the nationalists before the latter came to power.” He concluded with this piece of advice: “They
are children—reminding one of the coloured race—in their mental makeup. They must be spoken to with authority or they
will not believe you. This is just what
the nationalists are doing. They are not
persecuting the Jews—they are talking to them in the only language they
know.” One hopes that Hedstrand had the
grace to experience deep shame when just over a decade later they were raking
Jewish bones out of the ovens of Auschwitz and Buchenwald.
Since the
murders of young black men in Ferguson, Missouri and elsewhere, evidently for
the crime of looking dangerous, various mostly middle-aged and older white
males have made it their task to lecture African-Americans on how they ought to
respond to living in their own skins and confronting the pain of their own
community. In soothing, reasoned, and patronizing
tones African Americans have been told that, after all, all lives matter and that if young black men would just do what the
police say they would not be shot for no apparent reason. We are all equal before God, they intone, and
the color of our skin doesn’t matter.
Such statements are beyond insensitive and ignorant, they are inhumane
and deeply offensive. Those who make such
statements are the heirs of Hedstrand in his insistence that the Nazis were
just speaking to the Jews in the only language they understood.
I am an
older white male myself. My generation
of white males (baby boomers) is used to lecturing people on what they ought to
think and how they ought to feel. When
it comes to race it has been called “whitesplaining” and we are the past
masters of it. But we also mastered the
art of “mansplaining”, making equally offensive and idiotic statements to
women. So why do we do this? I think we are trying to preserve the
comforting illusion that there is a level playing field. That women and minorities who “squeal”, to
use Hedstrand’s word, are simply incapable of making it on their own. And they need our infinite wisdom to see
where they went wrong. We want to hold
onto the equally comforting illusion that we have really had no extraordinary
privileges and have accomplished everything purely on our own merits. So the pain of mothers and fathers, sisters
and brothers, grandmothers and grandfathers is frantically ignored or minimized
to preserve our privilege and deny our advantages. This is for me galling, humiliating, and
frustrating. We ought to have the
integrity and courage not only to acknowledge our privilege but the reality of
the suffering, grief, and justified fear of the black community. Otherwise we are no better than G. F.
Hedstrand and so many others. Dear brothers, in the face of pain of African
Americans, women and so many others we have victimized, we ought leave off
“whitesplaining” and “mansplaining” and for once in our long lives keep our
mouths firmly shut and, for God’s sake, listen
for a change.
John E. Phelan, Jr.