Reporting Civil Rights Vol. 1 (LOA #137): American Journalism 1941-1963
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Reporting Civil Rights Vol. 1 (LOA #137): American Journalism 1941-1963
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The first volume follows the rise of the modern civil rights movement from A. Philip Randolph’s defiant 1941 call for a protest march on Washington to the summer of 1963 and the eve of the march that finally shook the nation’s conscience. Ralph Ellison, Langston Hughes, Pauli Murray, and Bayard Rustin record the growing determination of African-Americans in the 1940s to oppose racial injustice; Murray Kempton and William Bradford Huie report on the lynching of Emmett Till; Ted Poston offers an inside look at the courage and resourcefulness of the Montgomery bus boycotters; Relman Morin in Little Rock and John Steinbeck in New Orleans witness the terrors of mob rage; David Halberstam and Louis Lomax describe the wildfire spread of the sit-in movement; James Baldwin investigates the Nation of Islam.
Robert Penn Warren’s “Segregation,” a Southern moderate’s soul-searching interrogation of the traditions of his native region, is included in its entirety, as is Martin Luther King, Jr.’s classic defense of civil disobedience, “Letter from Birmingham Jail.” Remarkable but little-known reporters from the African-American press, among them James Hicks of the Amsterdam News, George Collins of the Baltimore Afro-American, L. O. Swingler of the Atlanta Daily World, and Trezzvant Anderson of the Pittsburgh Courier, are reprinted here for the first time, along with astonishing eyewitness accounts of movement activism by Fannie Lou Hamer, Tom Hayden, and Howard Zinn.
Each volume contains a detailed chronology of events, biographical profiles and photographs of the journalists, explanatory notes, and an index.
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Product Details
| ISBN-13: | 9781931082280 |
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| Publisher: | Library of America |
| Publication date: | 01/06/2003 |
| Series: | Library of America Classic Journalism Collection , #5 |
| Pages: | 996 |
| Product dimensions: | 5.20(w) x 8.20(h) x 1.20(d) |
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Reporting Civil Rights
American Journalism 1941-1963By Clayborne Carson, David J. Garrow, Bill Kovach, aCarol Polsgrove
The Library of America
Copyright © 2003 The Library of AmericaAll right reserved.
ISBN: 1931082286
Excerpts
Lillian Smith, from Killers of the Dream (1949)
Even its children know that the South is in trouble. No one has to tell them; no words said aloud. To them, it is a vague thing weaving in and out of their play, like a ghost haunting an old graveyard or whispers after the household sleeps-fleeting mystery, vague menace, to which each responds in his own way. Some learn to screen out all except the soft and the soothing; others deny even as they see plainly, and hear. But all know that under quiet words and warmth and laughter, under the slow ease and tender concern about small matters, there is a heavy burden on all of us and as heavy a refusal to confess it. The children know this "trouble" is bigger than they, bigger than their family, bigger than their church, so big that people turn away from its size. They have seen it flash out like lightning and shatter a towns peace, have felt it tear up all they believe in. They have measured its giant strength and they feel weak when they remember.
This haunted childhood belongs to every southerner. Many of us run away from it but we come back like a hurt animal to its wound, or a murderer tothe scene of his sin. The human heart dares not stay away too long from that which hurt it most. There is a return journey to anguish that few of us are released from making.
We who were born in the South call this mesh of feeling and memory "loyalty." We think of it sometimes as "love." We identify with the Souths trouble as if we, individually, were responsible for all of it. We defend the sins and sorrows of three hundred years as if each sin had been committed by us alone and each sorrow had cut across our heart. We are as hurt at criticism of our region as if our own name were called aloud by the critic. We have known guilt without understanding it, and there is no tie that binds men closer to the past and each other than that.
James Baldwin, from The Fire Next Time November 1962
There is absolutely no reason to suppose that white people are better equipped to frame the laws by which I am to be governed than I am. It is entirely unacceptable that I should have no voice in the political affairs of my own country, for I am not a ward of America; I am one of the first Americans to arrive on these shores.
Fannie Lou Hamer, from Mississippi Black Paper June 1963
When we were put in the jail, and when I was put in the jail, I told them that nothing is right around here. The arresting officer had lied and said that I was resisting arrest. I told them that I was not leaving my cell, and that if they wanted me they had to kill me in the cell and drag me out. I would rather be killed inside my cell instead of outside the cell. Doctor Searcy, Cleveland, Mississippi, said that I had been beaten so deeply that my nerve endings are permanently damaged, and I am sore.
Tom Dent, Freedomways January-June 1963
I read some of the mail Jay [James Meredith, the first black student at Ole Miss] had received; there were boxes of letters in his bedroom. White southerners, Negroes from the north and south, soldiers, school children, college students and student-associations, foreign students, social workers (the most predictable, self-conscious letters), religious crackpots, race baiters and race haters-all wrote. Meredith had touched something deep in these people.
The ones that most moved me were from white southern youths. They couldnt ignore the realities of racial oppression any longer and they felt guilty about it. The letters appeared to be attempts to somehow expiate their guilt: "Go boy go, we cant tell our friends how we feel, but were for you."
Anne Moody, from Coming of Age in Mississippi September 1962
In mid-September I was back on campus. But didnt very much happen until February when the NAACP held its annual convention in Jackson. They were having a whole lot of interesting speakers: Jackie Robinson, Floyd Patterson, Curt Flood, Margaretta Belafonte, and many others. I wouldnt have missed it for anything. I was so excited that I sent one of the leaflets home to Mama and asked her to come.
Three days later I got a letter from Mama with dried-up tears on it, forbidding me to go to the convention. It went on for more than six pages. She said if I didnt stop that shit she would come to Tougaloo and kill me herself. She told me about the time I last visited her, on Thanksgiving, and she had picked me up at the bus station. She said she picked me up because she was scared some white in my hometown would try to do something to me. She said the sheriff had been by, telling her I was messing around with that NAACP group. She said he told her if I didnt stop it, I could not come back there any more. He said that they didnt need any of those NAACP people messing around in Centreville. She ended her letter by saying that she had burned the leaflet I sent her. "Please dont send any more of that stuff here. I dont want nothing to happen to us here," she said. "If you keep that up, you will never be able to come home again."
Excerpted from Reporting Civil Rights by Clayborne Carson, David J. Garrow, Bill Kovach, aCarol Polsgrove Copyright © 2003 by The Library of America
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