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Differences
Two
of the feature articles in this issue shed light on the problematic business
of sharing spacea street corner or a countrywith others.
Toward the end
of his essay, No Other Life, Gerald Early C74 quotes the line from
the song Downtown, which topped the pop music charts in the winter of
1964-65, about finding someone who is just like you and continues: But
what the song suggested was that the accident of finding someone like
yourself could not be predicated merely by a similarity of appearance.
For if it were outer appearance that truly mattered, only the most tribal
similarities, why leave the neighborhood?
Early is the
author or editor of books on sports, music, African-American culture and
other topics, and was profiled some years back in the Gazette [The
Early Bird, November 1995]. This is the first piece written by him in
the magazine, however, and were delighted to have it. The essay is a
rich and nuanced memoir of his boyhood in the 1950s-1960s, growing up
black in South Philadelphias Little Italy. This is a bit of a misnomerEarly
notes that blacks had actually been living in the area longer than the
Italiansbut in his immediate neighborhood there were at first few, and
then no, other black families.
He recalls how
he shared the Italians grief at the death of neighborhood icon Mario
Lanzaand his bafflement at the lack of reaction from other blacks. He
also tells the story of another local boy made good, Ernest Evans, who,
renamed Chubby Checker, was for awhile the personification of integration,
beloved by black and white teens alike, who made it seem natural for them
to mixuntil he forfeited his status as a raceless black man by marrying
a white woman.
Earlys rare
dual perspective grew out of his mothers longtime job as a crossing guard
for the all-Italian St. Mary Magdalene di Pazzi School; the Italians in
the neighborhood, though clearly racist, encouraged the bookish young
Jerry to make something of himself. I dont mean to say that I did
not have some unpleasant moments with the Italians, he writes, but they
were very few and did not bother me much, not because I did not take these
racist moments seriously but because I had seen them in other guises and
understood, or at least could fully sense, the remarkable complexity of
their humanity.
This passage
came back to me forcefully as I was reading our cover story, Blood Feuds,
on the Merriam Symposium, a conference sponsored by the School of Arts
and Sciences last fall that examined the roots and some possible solutions
to the worlds ethnopolitical conflicts. The kind of understanding Early
writes of doesnt excuse or forgive, but it does make it harder to hate
purely. Its oppositethe willful ignoring or outright denial of the humanity
of othersseems to lie at the heart of the battles currently raging among
groups who have come to define themselves, or to be defined, by only those
most tribal similarities.
The Challenge
of Ethnopolitical Conflict: Can the World Cope? was funded by the late
John Merriam W31 and included panels on the conflicts over Jerusalem,
Kosovo, Kashmir and Rwanda. These were preceded by a more general discussion
of the causes of such conflicts and followed by a session that focused
on peace-making efforts. While there were some glimmers of optimism among
the panelists, for the most part the consensus appeared to be that no,
the world cannot copeor at least is not copingand the likeliest prospect,
as one panelist said of the situation in Kosovo, is for very difficult
and troubling times ahead.
Perhaps that
vision of a union with like-minded others is always equivocal. Continuing
his discussion of the song Downtown, Early quotes a specialist in African
culture who told him that it led many rural people in Tanzania to leave
their farms and move to the city, much to their own economic disadvantage,
as it turned out.
John Prendergast C80
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