Daily Archives: January 12, 2010

The Lemon Test

Here Come Those Tired Old Tits Again!

Love the “I’m not going to call anyone a racist.” No one is, Don — except of course Republicans.

Over to you Mr. Robinson

“Skin color among African Americans is not to be discussed in polite company, so Senate Majority Leader Harry Reid’s newly disclosed remark about President Obama — that voters are more comfortable with him because he’s light-skinned — offended decorum. But it was surely true.”

As indeed it was and is.

“Color bias has always existed in this country. We don’t talk about it because we think of color as subordinate to racial identification. There are African Americans with skin so light-hued that only contextual clues speak to the question of race. I remember once looking up some distant cousins on my father’s side. They were so fair of hair and ruddy of cheek that I thought I’d gone to the wrong house, until one of them greeted me in what I guess Reid would call “Negro dialect.”

Utilized so memorably by whites here —

And rescued so heroically by blacks here —

“Forgive me if I am neither shocked nor outraged. A few years ago I wrote a book about color and race called “Coal to Cream,” and the issue no longer has third-rail status for me. What I would find stunning is evidence that Reid’s assessment — made during the 2008 campaign and reported in a new book by journalists John Heilemann and Mark Halperin — was anything but accurate.”

Though as Glenn points out the book is largely unsourced trash.

“Advertising is a reliable window into the American psyche, so look at the images we’re presented on television and in glossy magazines. The black models tend to be caramel-skinned or lighter, with hair that’s not really kinky — which is how I’d describe mine — but wavy, even flowing. A few models whose skin is chocolate-hued or darker have reached superstar status, such as Alek Wek and Tyson Beckford, but they are rare exceptions.
Skin color could hardly be a more conspicuous attribute, but we don’t talk about it in this country. That’s been a good thing.”

And that’s not to mention —

Who can forget Vanessa Williams on (the shortly to be cancelled) Ugly Betty lamenting “Just what IS it with white people and Taye Diggs???!!!!”

“I became interested in perceptions of color and race when I was The Post’s correspondent in South America. On reporting trips to Brazil, a country with a history of slavery much like ours, I kept running across people with skin as dark as mine, or a bit darker, who didn’t consider themselves “black.” I learned that at the time — roughly 20 years ago — fewer than 10 percent of Brazilians self-identified as black. Yet at least half the population, I estimated, would have been considered black in the United States.
This was because American society enforced the “one-drop” rule: If you had any African blood at all, you were black. In Brazil, by contrast, you could be mulatto, you could be light-skinned, you could be “Moorish” brown, all the way to “blue-black” — more than a dozen informal classifications in all. Color superseded racial identification. In Salvador da Bahia, I met a couple who considered themselves black but whose children were lighter-skinned. The children’s birth certificates classified them as branco, or white.
The Brazilian system minimized racial friction on an interpersonal level. The American system fostered such friction, through formal and informal codes that enforced racial segregation. But our “one-drop” paradigm also created great racial solidarity among African Americans, while maximizing our numbers. We fought, marched, sat in, struggled and eventually made tremendous strides toward equality. The most recent, of course, was Obama’s election, which is difficult to imagine happening in Brazil — or, for that matter, in any other country where there is a large, historically oppressed minority group.”

This was of course the beating heart of Orson Welles’ great unfinished It’s All True. Nelson Rockefeller, the main mover and shaker behind the so-called “Good Neightbor Policy” — a propaganda effort to ensure that Post-WWII Latin America didn’t go totally Nazi encourgaed Hollywood to do its part. Disney came through. With Welels it was more complicated, as the footage he sent back reveelaed that Bazil was full of balck people — like the Kind of the Samba Grande Otelo

Hollywood preferred the fabulous but more complexion-friendly Carmen Miranda —

who was dressed in an outfit traditionally worn by Brazilians much darker than herself.

“Brazil has now begun addressing long-standing racial disparities through affirmative action initiatives. But the upper reaches of that society — the financial district in Sao Paulo, say, or the government ministries in Brasilia — are still so exclusively white that they look like bits and pieces of Portugal that somehow ended up on the wrong side of the ocean. “

That’s one way of putting it.

“American society’s focus on race instead of color explains why what Harry Reid said was so rude. But I don’t think it can be a coincidence that so many pioneers — Edward Brooke, the first black senator since Reconstruction; Thurgood Marshall, the first black Supreme Court justice; Colin Powell, the first black secretary of state — have been lighter-skinned. Reid’s analysis was probably good sociology, even if it was bad politics.
Much worse, as far as I’m concerned, was the quote the new book “Game Change” attributes to Bill Clinton. In an attempt to persuade Ted Kennedy not to support Obama, Clinton is supposed to have said that “a few years ago, this guy would have been getting us coffee.”
I guess the one-drop rule can still trump Harvard Law.”

And that in turn brings to mind my favorite episode from the late, much-lamented series Frank’s Place entitled Frank Joins the Club. Written by the great Samm-Art Williams this episode found our reluctant-retauranteur hero (the teriffic Tim Reid) invited to join a local men’s club looking to “open-up” its membership. As this was a black businessman’s club Frank wasn’t quite sure what this meant. He soon discovered its members were highly “high” gentlemen who referred to themselves not as black but “Creole.” He was then told by his restaurant’s staff that membership in the club required that one pass the “paper bag test.” A paper bag was held up to your face and if you were darker than the bag you couldn’t get in. Frank was of course darker than the bag, but declined pointing out that in the past he’d found himself the only black member of all-white clubs but was “going to be damned if I’m going to be the only black member of an all-black club.”

President Obama couldn’t have passed the “paper bag test.” Don Lemon would have sailed through with flying colors.

But would America object to the news were it delivered not by Don but rather by Taye Diggs?

Or would his hotness prove too distracting ? And All That Jazz. . .

Sing us out Louis!