Obama, Melville, and the Tea Party. By Greg Grandin.
Obama, Melville, and the Tea Party. By Greg Grandin. New York Times, January 18, 2014.
Grandin:
IN
2009, shortly after Barack Obama’s successful campaign for the White House, the
McNally Jackson bookstore in Manhattan organized a display of about 50 books
that Mr. Obama had read as a young man. The titles were eclectic, with a good
number by African-American authors, including Ralph Ellison, James Baldwin and
Toni Morrison.
As a
candidate, Mr. Obama demonstrated a remarkable rhetorical ability to present
himself as both inhabiting and escaping from the worlds created by these
writers. He even modeled his much praised memoir, “Dreams From My Father,” on
Ellison’s 1952 novel, “Invisible Man.” Yet where Ellison’s young, idealistic
black protagonist remains anonymous — the book ends with him alone in his
underground apartment — Mr. Obama won the White House, inaugurating what many
at the time hoped was a new, “postracial” America.
That
optimism turned out to be premature. Today, anti-Obama signs with racist
language accompany Tea Party rallies; a Confederate flag is unfurled in front
of the White House to protest the government shutdown.
Looking
back, there was one book in the McNally Jackson display, overlooked at the
time, that could have helped us anticipate all this. That book was “Benito
Cereno,” a largely forgotten masterpiece by Herman Melville. In today’s charged
political environment, the message of Melville’s story bears rehearing.
“Benito
Cereno” tells the story of Amasa Delano, a New England sea captain who, in the
South Pacific, spends all day on a distressed Spanish ship carrying scores of
West Africans who he thinks are slaves. They aren’t. Unbeknown to Delano, they
had earlier risen up, slaughtered most of the crew and demanded that the
captain, Benito Cereno, return them home to Senegal. After Delano boards the
ship (to offer his assistance), the West Africans keep their rebellion a secret
by acting as if they are still slaves. Their leader, a man named Babo, pretends
to be Cereno’s loyal servant, while actually keeping a close eye on him.
Melville
narrates the events from the perspective of the clueless Delano, who for most
of the novella thinks Cereno is in charge. As the day progresses, Delano grows
increasingly obsessed with Babo and the seeming affection with which the West
African cares for the Spanish captain. The New Englander, liberal in his
sentiments and opposed to slavery as a matter of course, fantasizes about being
waited on by such a devoted and cheerful body servant.
Delano
believes himself a free man, and he defines his freedom in opposition to the
smiling, open-faced Babo, who he presumes has no interior life, no ideas or
interests of his own. Delano sees what he wants to see. But when Delano
ultimately discovers the truth — that Babo, in fact, is the one exercising
masterly discipline over his inner thoughts, and that it is Delano who is
enslaved to his illusions — he responds with savage violence.
Barack
Obama may have avoided the fate of the protagonist of “Invisible Man,” but he
hasn’t been able to escape the shadow of Babo. He is Babo, or at least he is to
a significant part of the American population — including many of the white
rank and file of the Republican Party and the Tea Party politicians they help
elect.
“Benito
Cereno” is based on a true historical incident, which I started researching
around the time Mr. Obama announced his first bid for the presidency. Since
then, I’ve been struck by the persistence of fears, which began even before his
election, that Mr. Obama isn’t what he seems: that instead of being a faithful
public servant he is carrying out a leftist plot hatched decades ago to destroy
America; or if not that, then he is a secret Muslim intent on supplanting the
Constitution with Islamic law; or a Kenyan-born anti-colonialist out to avenge
his native Africa.
No
other American president has had to face, before even taking office, an
opposition convinced of not just his political but his existential
illegitimacy. In order to succeed as a politician, Mr. Obama had to cultivate
what many have described as an almost preternatural dominion over his inner
self. He had to become a “blank screen,” as Mr. Obama himself has put it, on
which others could project their ideals — just as Babo is for Delano. Yet this
intense self-control seems to be what drives the president’s more feverish
detractors into a frenzy; they fill that screen with hatreds drawn deep from
America’s historical subconscious.
Published
in late 1855, as the United States moved toward the Civil War, “Benito Cereno”
is one of the most despairing stories in American literature. Amasa Delano
represents a new kind of racism, based not on theological or philosophical doctrine
but rather on the emotional need to measure one’s absolute freedom in inverse
relation to another’s absolute slavishness. This was a racism that was born in
chattel slavery but didn’t die with chattel slavery, instead evolving into
today’s cult of individual supremacy, which, try as it might, can’t seem to
shake off its white supremacist roots.
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helps explain those Confederate flags that appear at conservative rallies, as
well as why Tea Party-backed politicians like Sarah Palin and Rand Paul insist
on equating federal policies they don’t like with chattel bondage. Believing in
the “right to health care,” Mr. Paul once said, is “basically saying you
believe in slavery.”
As for
Mr. Obama, he continues to invoke fantasies that seem drawn straight from
Melville’s imagination. One Republican councilman, in Michigan, attended a
protest carrying an image of Mr. Obama’s decapitated head on a pike, which
happens to be the very fate that befalls Babo once his ruse unravels. Another
Republican ran for Congress in Florida with a commercial featuring Mr. Obama as
the captain of a slave ship.
Over 60
years ago, Ralph Ellison began “Invisible Man” with an epigraph drawn from
“Benito Cereno.” It’s a pleading question that Delano asks Cereno after the
revolt is put down and Babo is executed: “You are saved: what has cast such a
shadow upon you?” Though Ellison purposefully omitted it from his epigraph, in
today’s America it is still worth recalling Cereno’s answer: “The Negro.”