PERCEPTIVE ESSAYS BY THE “MAKES ME WANNA HOLLER” AUTHOR
Journalist and author Nathan McCall (born 1955) is lecturer in the Department of African-American Studies at Emory University.
He wrote in the Introduction to this 1997 book, “The 1994 publication of ‘Makes Me Wanna Holler’ changed my life in ways, both good and bad, that I couldn’t have imagined. Mainly, the book tour and the lecture circuit that came after it took me all over the country to places I probably never would have visited otherwise… Often in my travels I encountered more people than I could handle. And I received more letters… than I could possibly answer. At the same time, I saw and read about things going on around me every day that seemed to demand some kind of response… What’s been even more frustrating to watch over the past several years is the incompetence of white leadership… many white leaders have fanned the flames of facial antagonism. All for the same of winning elections, they’ve gone all out to appease a childishly selfish white America, often at the expense of everybody else…
“But demagoguery is not confined to whites. During the recent outbreak of black church burnings across the nation, it was interesting to see how quickly some black leaders insisted that race was the sole motivation for the burnings, even as authorities turned up evidence that some of the fires were started by other blacks. And those church burnings revealed another contradiction that sometimes hampers black progress. We almost always have a swift and powerful reaction to white injustice but we seem to respond much more slowly when we’re victimized by each other. No one can dispute the statistics of black men murdered by other black men, yet black communities have failed to respond accordingly…
“Eventually, it became obvious that I needed to do another book… I wanted to do a book that reflected my PERCEPTIONS about some of the issues that divide people and keep us racially polarized… most of these chapters have one thing in common: They’re related, either directly or indirectly, to race. That underscores my feeling that, as much as some people still like to downplay the role of race in this country, as much as they would prefer to emphasize how much ‘progress’ we’ve made, race remains America’s foremost preoccupation.”
In the first essay (starting out strong, like the famous opening chapter of his first book), he recalls watching a pickup basketball game in a mostly white neighborhood park, and was about to leave, when “a big luxury car cruised up… Inside were five black men … Their smug expressions seemed to say, WE’RE here now. The REAL ballin’ is ‘bout to start… The moment the blacks bopped onto the court to replace the losing team, the innocent game of b-ball ceased to be recreation alone… It took on the weight of a symbolic racial war… the lack newcomers shunned their practice warm-ups and started the game… They ignored defense… and repeatedly tossed up bad shots…Meanwhile, the white boys ran on adrenaline, pumped by fear… the whites took an early lead… the brothers… picked up the pace, playing tougher defense… but it was too late. The whites … rallied desperately to maintain their early lead… Finally, the whites reached twenty-one… But the whites … were afraid to celebrate for fear of being bum-rushed by frustrated black men who’d let their race down. The bloods… were embarrassed that so many people---white people---had seen [them] … slammed, BIG-TIME, at hoops---by WHITE boys, at that. The brothers… drove away… After the brothers were gone---all the white folks out there---broke into a wild celebration… As far as they were concerned, they HAD won a championship… I was glad… that those conceited brothers had lost the match. At the same time, I was annoyed that the white boys had won… For me, the players … acted out a drama that revealed just how much hoops reflects this country’s fixation on color… in America, basketball is a metaphor for race.” (Pg. 4-9)
He observes, “We know that most black men are strong, noble brothers who struggle as hard as anybody else to make the most of a messed-up situation in America… we should be able to accept isolated stories about disturbed or oppressive black men as just that… Instead of being so defensive about negative portrayals of black men, maybe we ought to … ask ourselves, ‘Is this story true in part or in whole?’ If much of what’s written is even partly reflective of our reality, then critics should back off, cool out, and chill.” (Pg. 25)
He suggests, “When I think about the insanity of gangsta rap and consider its powerful influence on our young, I’m haunted by the feeling that for African-Americans, time is running out. When this party is over years from now, when we look back on these times, we’re going to have to answer for why we didn’t rescue our children from themselves.” (Pg. 72-73)
He points out, “it’s black men---not white men----who contend with the notion that they have an almost uncontrollable lust for women of another race… [But] the physical evidence in America---black people in all their various shades---suggests that white men have had a strong appetite for black women. But you don’t get that part of the story … in our history books… I think that’s why most efforts to improve race relations in this country are doomed to fail… because no one requires whites to do their history homework and because America’s leaders rarely challenge whites to confront the truth.” (Pg. 89-90)
He notes, “Where babies are concerned, there’s an unspoken truce between blacks and whites… we presume that children’s naiveté is what makes them color-blind. We assume they’ll learn better in due time. And so when babies have center stage, blacks and whites regard each other more civilly. For the sake of the children, we suspend our animosities and ignore their racial indiscretions as best as we can.” (Pg. 141)
He states, “White fear. Blacks have much more reason to be afraid of whites than they have to be afraid of us. Black fear gets dismissed, but white fear gets attention.” (Pg. 152)
In the concluding essay, he wrote, “More than any other people I’ve seen, black folks believe in redemption. That kind of belief enabled blacks in Alabama to forgive---and then vote for---George Wallace, once an avowed racist who had devoted much of his political career to promoting their misery… that same belief enabled blacks in D.C. to forgive Marion Barry, a crack-smoking politician, for publicly lying about his drug addiction… while vengeful whites clamored for Barry’s head. It’s ironic that in America, whites---who have committed so many unspeakable wrongs against so many others---can be the most unforgiving people of all. There is, I believe, a dangerous arrogance in people who chose not to forgive.” (Pg. 203)
While not as significant as his “Holler” book, this book will still be of great interest to anyone seeking a perceptive African-American view of contemporary American society.