Glaude had me invested with the degree of passion and thoughtfulness he commits to exploring how the inimitable James Baldwin’s blistering and prescient observations of race in America can help us confront the hatred and cruelty of Trump and his enablers. Moreover, I share Glaude’s rage, which would have been Baldwin’s rage too, over Trump’s shameless justification of his White supremacy as an instrument of necessity because he fears equality and justice for all Americans will threaten his privileged condition. Glaude has taken his own disappointments with America and transformed them into the constructive artistic endeavor of excavating the depths of Baldwin’s genius and foresight in addressing the disaster America has made out of race and how we can find a way to solve it. Glaude makes Baldwin’s message resonate with its vitality and importance more than ever to help us address the nightmare we are enduring and, hopefully, will survive.
Glaude explains how Baldwin implored his fellow sisters and brothers of color to promise never to accept the stigma that White America inflicts upon them. His pledge back to his people was that if they refused to be labeled and degraded, he would always fight with them and never betray them the way Whites had done. For Baldwin, his responsibility as a writer, he believed, was to confront and expose the lies of America’s sacred ideas that its history has been without fault and that everyone is already equal. Baldwin gave his life and work to bearing witness to the lie of American democracy that has made White lives more valuable than Black lives. But Baldwin also understood clearly that when Whites defined and debased Blacks as inferior, what they really did was define and debase themselves as the bigots they are.
Glaude makes clear that America’s lie involves the endless myths and narratives we internalize about America’s greatness and our progression towards a perfect democracy, but the lie perpetuates through the “broad and powerful architecture of false assumptions by which the value gap is maintained,” whereby White lives are deemed to matter more than Black lives. Glaude explains how the lie pushes forth the idea that America is “fundamentally good and innocent, its bad deeds dismissed as mistakes corrected on the way to a ‘more perfect union.’” Baldwin witnessed how America shunned change and sought instead a return to the days when Blacks accepted their fate and didn’t demand too much. White America and Trump seek to foil any efforts for change in order to preserve the lie of America’s eternal goodness and greatness.
Glaude assesses how Trump has fomented a base of Whites, perhaps 40 percent of America, in order to reassert “the lie that black and brown people threatened their way of life, and now they were poised to make America White again.” I agree with Glaude that voters often determine their support in alliance with the lies Americans tell themselves about Blacks, Muslims, Mexicans, and immigrants. The tragedy results when Black people or any minority are deemed radicals when they stand up and declare that America can improve in its quest for better equality and justice. Glaude explains how the fear possessed by White America is that if genuine democracy succeeds, their Whiteness will lose value and they will have to give up their symbolic dominance. This ridiculous psychology, this fear, prevents real change from ever happening because Whites fight back to retain their privilege under the guise of fighting for freedom.
Baldwin assessed that one reason people cling so hard to their hatred is because they sensed once they abandoned their hatred, they would be left to deal with the pain of their own problems. Baldwin believed each of us has an ability to assess who we take ourselves to be. Therefore, regardless what America lies about, we have the last word attesting to who we are. That is why Baldwin always rejected racism along with the idea that Black people need to fix themselves. He saw clearly how America functions on the contradiction between its devotion to democracy and freedom and its actual practice of slavery and White supremacy. When White America complains about problems with Blacks, they are really complaining about the problems they have with themselves. Baldwin saw how Whites made themselves insane over what to do with what they invented as the “Negro problem.”
In examining the pain and trauma Baldwin experienced, Glaude identifies how America today lives with a “legacy of trauma” and an “inheritance of sin.” The tragedy in America is that we refuse to confront our trauma and sins because they expose the lie of White supremacy. Instead of facing the lie, we shift blame and chose the route of utilizing “national rituals of expiation” to alleviate our guilt, such as MLK Day and heritage month celebrations. We claim we now treat Blacks better, but then we mount new attacks on Muslims, immigrants, and migrant workers in order to solidify White supremacy as an instrument of security and safety that we believe will lead to a more perfect union.
Baldwin fought to dismantle the terrible lie of how White America refused to believe any other story except the one of America’s greatness. To keep believing their lie, White supremacists justify their hatred and fantasize their own reality. Baldwin witnessed how White Southerners continued to lie about how Blacks were inferior, yet these same White declared themselves Christians. Therefore, Baldwin took up the role and responsibility to speak for the voiceless and force the world to pay attention to the tragedy of injustice in America.
Baldwin shifted his focus from the concerns over the militancy of Black Power to a condemnation of the country that had produced and made necessary such action. Glaude shares with us how bereft Baldwin became over how America had killed Martin Luther King Jr. Whites killed him over what, Baldwin lamented, the fact that King was a man of love and nonviolence? For Baldwin, King’s death revealed the degree and of peril and derangement that stalked around unleashed in America.
Glaude makes clear how the racial nightmare in America comes more from Whites who refuse to give ground and do what is right than from Blacks who protest to demand the attention of White America. The tragedy is when protests turn riotous. Glaude further points out how the difficulty in making change in America comes as a result of Whites claiming that any admission of past evils is too harsh a narrative to embrace, so they refuse to accept the facts and reality of history. American nationalism is nothing more than a code for White identity over all else.
With all his life experiences that led him to rage and depression over the racial injustice in America, Baldwin still believed in working to save America. He believed our country needed an unprecedented reinvention where we created ourselves without creating enemies. Baldwin understood how the shallowness and harmfulness of putting ourselves into rigid identities and categories destroys our ability to acknowledge our complexity as human beings. Baldwin maintained that the race problem is a White problem, and not a problem with something wrong with Black people, because he understood clearly that racism is invented by humans. Labels, identities, and categories cage us in and shut us off from each other and make us blind to the beauty of others.
Baldwin came to the realization that his hating of anyone was, indeed, a waste of time, but he could not reconcile why does hating never become a waste of time for White America. In trying to make sense of this tragic phenomena, Glaude addresses the folly over how we should reach out to Trump voters just because they proclaim themselves forgotten and left behind due to the progress of America wanting to talk about living wages, universal healthcare, affordable education, women’s equality, LGBTQ rights, and a fair justice system, as if progress in these areas somehow victimizes and excludes Trumpers and working-class White people.
Baldwin believed we could move towards ending our racial nightmare by becoming vulnerable and attempting to love one other. Baldwin’s sorrow came from knowing he felt free only in battle, even as he also knew such a twisted freedom never allowed for rest, and survival is impossible without rest from the nightmare. That is why he always felt exiled in America because although he may have been a citizen of America, he never felt part of the country. He sought out Paris and Istanbul as places where he could find rest and do his vital work of calling America to a reckoning over how we are ever going to solve the race problem in America.
This leads Glaude back to our current crisis where I agree entirely with him about the horror we face. He says, “One of the more insidious features of Trumpism is that it deliberately seeks to occupy every ounce of our attention. In doing so, it aims to force our resignation to the banality of evil and the mundaneness of cruelty.” Trump foments anxiety in Whites that they are victims who have been forgotten and who do not have a spokesman. He takes up the helm of their racist cause by telling them that White people matter more than others.
With so much hatred in our politics and culture, Glaude steers us towards needing to “actively cultivate communities of love that allow us to imagine different ways of being together.” Baldwin may be able to instruct us to see the perils that besiege us and how progress is an illusion for many, but Glaude sees how if we want to face what is happening in America, especially in our criminal justice system, we must focus on admitting the connection between slavery, Jim Crow, lynching, and now mass incarceration. Baldwin, too, knew that if we want to understand how justice really works in America, we need to ask and listen to the most vulnerable of our citizens—the poor people and people of color.
With everything Glaude gains from Baldwin’s genius and foresight, he still has difficulty reconciling the sacrifices of those who fought for equality and justice with the reality of where America is at today. We still want to debate Confederate symbols against the fact of their representation of enslavement and lynching. How can anyone argue that celebrating the legacy of the Confederacy is somehow helpful for America? To the contrary, the argument proves how unhealthy our country still is.
If we truly want healing and progress to occur, we need to turn our focus to embracing projects like the vital importance of the Legacy Museum and the National Memorial of Peace and Justice (aka the Lynching Memorial). Glaude takes us to these profound places where we can be reminded that our traditional, standard story of American innocence and progress is incorrect. Both the museum and memorial remind us that reconciliation requires truth. Glaude gives us the truth: “But to view Trump in the light of the lynching memorial in Alabama is to understand him in the grand sweep of American history: He and his ideas are not exceptional. He and the people who support him are just the latest examples of the country’s ongoing betrayal.”
Furthermore, Glaude makes this truth clear: “The lie is the lifeblood of Trumpism. Anything that does not corroborate its reality is dismissed as ‘fake news.’ Anyone who doesn’t fit the view of America as a white nation or refuses to submit to it is cast as a traitor or as someone who hates America.” Glaude offers a solution for how we can move forward out of this disaster that Trump has exacerbated. Glaude believes love can be found in accepting both the beauty and ugliness of ourselves in order for us to embrace our vulnerability and seek communion with one another. This can only begin to happen if we cease with the long falsehood of glorifying and taking pride in any progress we’ve made in America at the tragic expense of refusing to admit the appalment at how slow and cruel the process of making any progress has been.
Begin Again is Glaude’s vital contribution of sharing with us his passion for how the lessons Baldwin teaches us about the nightmare of race in America can guide us in healing by recognizing our faults. If we can admit to our lies, we can begin to move forward with real and lasting change. The back and forth between moments in Baldwin’s life made Glaude’s examination of Baldwin’s message a little redundant at times, but this is hardly a criticism because Glaude’s concerns for America resonate with such passion and honesty that his every statement is composed like the thoughtfulness of a poem. In this regard, Glaude both channels and revitalizes Baldwin’s responsibility as a writer to bear witness to the truth in order to bring about attention and hopefully enact change.