President George W. Bush's chief speechwriter, Michael Gerson, has a
message for people who are excusing President Trump's racism:
"I had fully intended to igno
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President Trump’s latest round of racially charged taunts against an
African American elected official, and an African American activist, and
an African American journalist and a whole city with a lot of African
Americans in it. I had every intention of walking past Trump’s latest
outrages and writing about the self-destructive squabbling of the
Democratic presidential field, which has chosen to shame former vice
president Joe Biden for the sin of being an electable, moderate liberal.
But I made the mistake of pulling James Cone’s 'The Cross and the
Lynching Tree' off my shelf — a book designed to shatter convenient
complacency. Cone recounts the case of a white mob in Valdosta, Ga., in
1918 that lynched an innocent man named Haynes Turner. Turner’s enraged
wife, Mary, promised justice for the killers. The sheriff responded by
arresting her and then turning her over to the mob, which included women
and children. According to one source, Mary was 'stripped, hung upside
down by the ankles, soaked with gasoline, and roasted to death. In the
midst of this torment, a white man opened her swollen belly with a
hunting knife and her infant fell to the ground and was stomped to
death.'
God help us. It is hard to write the words. This evil —
the evil of white supremacy, resulting in dehumanization, inhumanity and
murder — is the worst stain, the greatest crime, of U.S. history. It is
the thing that nearly broke the nation. It is the thing that proved
generations of Christians to be vicious hypocrites. It is the thing that
turned normal people into moral monsters, capable of burning a grieving
widow to death and killing her child.
When the president of the
United States plays with that fire or takes that beast out for a walk,
it is not just another political event, not just a normal day in
campaign 2020. It is a cause for shame. It is the violation of martyrs’
graves. It is obscene graffiti on the Lincoln Memorial. It is, in the
eyes of history, the betrayal — the re-betrayal — of Haynes and Mary
Turner and their child. And all of this is being done by an ignorant and
arrogant narcissist reviving racist tropes for political gain,
indifferent to the wreckage he is leaving, the wounds he is ripping
open.
Like, I suspect, many others, I am finding it hard to look
at resurgent racism as just one in a series of presidential offenses or
another in a series of Republican errors. Racism is not just another
wrong. The Antietam battlefield is not just another plot of ground. The
Edmund Pettus Bridge is not just another bridge. The balcony outside
Room 306 at the Lorraine Motel is not just another balcony. As U.S.
history hallows some causes, it magnifies some crimes.
What does
all this mean politically? It means that Trump’s divisiveness is getting
worse, not better. He makes racist comments, appeals to racist
sentiments and inflames racist passions. The rationalization that he is
not, deep down in his heart, really a racist is meaningless. Trump’s
continued offenses mean that a large portion of his political base is
energized by racist tropes and the language of white grievance. And it
means — whatever their intent — that those who play down, or excuse, or
try to walk past these offenses are enablers.
Some political
choices are not just stupid or crude. They represent the return of our
country’s cruelest, most dangerous passion. Such racism indicts Trump.
Treating racism as a typical or minor matter indicts us."
— Michael Gerson