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544 pages, Paperback
First published April 14, 2020
A number of other organizations and individuals worked alongside ACTION in these years. In the Northside neighborhood that came to be known as Jeff-Vander-Lou (referring to the names of the streets that border and bisect it: Jefferson, Vandeventer, and St. Louis), the activist Macler Shepard led an effort to rebuild one of the city’s oldest Black neighborhoods amid the dislocations and destruction of federally funded Mill Creek Valley—style urban renewal. Shepard, whom had moved to St. Louis from Arkansas as a child and attended Vashon High School, was an upholsterer by trade. In 1966, having already been bulldozed out of two downtown homes, he decided to try to make a stand on the Northside by creating a community-based alternative to urban renewal. Rather than tearing down the old neighborhood, he would fix it up. “We roped off a city block and played a game called “Trade-off,” he explained. “We put different kinds of boxes around the block and asked people to choose whether they liked the boxes that stood for new houses, or high rises, or their old houses. They all seemed to want the older houses fixed up. So that’s what we decided to do.” It was as simple as that: he asked the people in his neighborhood what they wanted it to look like, and then he tried to make it happen.”The following is a link to a NYT article on freeways and how some communities are considering removing some of them.
Out of all the places he looked for support, the most consequential response came from what must have seemed like one of the least likely sources: the plainspoken, earnest, peace-loving, white Anabaptists of the Mennonite Disaster Service, to whom, among many others, Shepard had applied for assistance. They stood out on the Northside, to be sure, with their cowboy boots and formal carriage, hands folded in front of them as they spoke, almost as if in prayer. But, like Shepard, they listened. And they learned. As Hubert Schwartzentruber wrote of attending his first protest march, of standing, fearfully and uncertainly at first, and then proudly with the people whom he had come to serve, “We may never keep people guessing as to whose side we are on. Nor can we wait till we have all the answers before we can walk with and stand beside those who are oppressed. "The answers come while we are walking.” All told, Shepard’s Jeff-Vander-Lou, Inc. (JVL) built or rehabilitated over six hundred homes and apartments on the Northside. Then it rented and sold them to Black people on favorable terms. It built, for a time, a thriving neighborhood where there had only recently been a scattered population living in an array of broken-down and boarded-up brick buildings. At the heart of it, and existing to this day, was Bethesda Mennonite Church—a majority Black Mennonite congregation in the heart of the Northside.”
“Can do no wrong, perfect American”Walter Johnson’s lessons on the seminal importance of race and violence in America are convincingly connected by seemingly random events in St. Louis's history. His narrative is at odds with most of the stories we were taught as children and want to believe. But it gives voice and structure to recognize misunderstood historical currents and how they flow to fundamentally shape the world. It is not too much to claim race and violence might well be more consequential to the American creed and identity than the words after We the People…
Sufjan Stevens
…hired to go to the butcher was set upon by the mob. He had been riding a bicycle, and the mob knocked him off if and threw it over a fence. He ran into the house of some white people who lived on the street, but the mob threatened to burn the house down if they did not send the child out. “The tenants picked him up and threw him out in the street to the mob [w]here he was kicked and stamped on and beaten until they knocked out his teeth from his head and killed him.”Race riot doesn’t seem an adequate term for such utter horror and the legacies it creates. It was much more. “It was an attack on the possibility that Black people might have a future in East St. Louis, might have families and leave a legacy for another generation.” According to W.E.B. DuBois, who documented the riot, “What they feared was not a deprivation of the things they were used to and the shadow of poverty, but rather the definite death of their rising dreams.”
It was Bartholomew’s particular malign genius (one historian has termed it a form of “administrative evil”) to be able to translate the terms of existing institutional racism—the “segregation ordinance” and the “restrictive covenant”—into the notionally color-blind terms of liberal white supremacy—“property values” and “the public good.”Considering the impact he had on national policy trends, Robert Caro might have been better advised to focus on him rather than Robert Moses. As he oversaw the post-World War II development of the city and county, he became a mid-20th century, St. Louis version of Paris’s Baron Haussmann, tearing down and displacing wide swaths of black communities all in the name of “Progress.” He was assisted at the federal level.
Before long, the same pattern that took hold elsewhere in the United States took hold in St. Louis: federal money was used to subsidize white flight to the suburbs and the sequestration of Blacks in housing projects—racially and spatially distinct approaches to the question of “urban renewal” and economic “development.”Benefits of the G.I. Bill were largely restricted to race. The “New Deal, the charter document of postwar suburban America turn out to have had a whites-only codicil.” Federal Housing Authority loans, colorblind on paper, were essentially beyond the reach of virtually all Blacks while terms were eased for whites in suburban communities. “Long after the end of restrictive covenants and redlining, the pattern of racial discrimination remained structured into the transportation system (interstates everywhere, but no buses) and the single-family suburbs.”
Rather than the absence of investment, many of the decaying houses along the routes that children walk to school every day represent a particular form of land-banking speculative investment in poor neighborhoods across the nation: long-game bets on development and gentrification.This can easily be seen on any drive between the airport and downtown.