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Don Wycliff writes in the Chicago Tribune:
When should race be used as an identifier?Here's the text of a correction that ran in the Tribune last Saturday: "A brief in Wednesday's Metro section about a United Airlines flight attendant who successfully sued the company for race, sex and age discrimination failed to mention the man's race. Leroy Gordon is African-American."
It was a reader who called our attention to this. I was relieved, when the metro desk sent in its report on the error, to learn that it was simply an oversight: In trimming his story down to a brief, the reporter didn't notice that he had trimmed out the complainant's race.
This isn't the first time race has been curiously left out of a story where it appropriately belonged. Every few months, it seems, I get a letter or phone call from a reader wanting to know why, in an otherwise thoroughly reported story--and these seem to come up most often in the context of crime stories--we neglected to include the person's race.
As often as not, after I've queried the editors, the answer turns out to be that someone exercised an excess of caution.
The Tribune stylebook, our fundamental guide in this as in most other matters journalistic, offers this general prescription on race: "Derogatory and unnecessary references to race do not belong in the Tribune."
[. . .] Many of my most rabid correspondents would say that these examples [omitted - hit the link, cypherpunk] subtly load the dice against the truth, because they speak of a white suspect when "everybody knows" that the real problem is crime committed by blacks.
These are the folks who, within hours after the story broke last month about a mob's beating two men to death after a traffic accident on the South Side, began firing off e-mails like this one:
"Why doesn't your paper give the color of the people involved in this murder? Could it be because they are blacks killing whites in a brutal manner? If it were the other way around I know without a doubt you would be doing so, and in a sensational manner."(Of course, the real reason we didn't mention race was that it wasn't an issue: all those involved were black.)
They're the ones who conveniently forget Charles Stuart, the Bostonian who hatched and executed an elaborate plan to rid himself of his pregnant wife and blame the whole thing on a shadowy black criminal. They forget Susan Smith, who deep-sixed her car with her two children inside and then contrived a tale of a black carjacker to explain the disappearance of her car and kids.
I'd forgotten Charles Stuart's name. I have not forgotten the incident, although, as Mr. Wycliff notes, others have more convenient memories.
Ask around. You'll probably notice a pretty strict racial breakdown of who does and doesn't recall those details. I'm assuming you know black people to ask in the first place; warbloggers are, obviously, exempt from this.
Not that melanin content has anything to do with how the memory works; this is that race as social construct thing again, another point the warbloggers will no doubt miss entirely. I expect one of them to accuse me of being racist for even mentioning the disparity, and dispute that such even exists.
All without actually talking to any black people.
As noted previously, ignorance is fine (and I really want some barfi now, but I don't think the Indian place that opened down the block serves it). Speaking from a position of ignorance, on the other hand, and resisting all attempts by others to rectify it, is being a dumbass. In their case, being a dumbass cracka.
And I'm really tired of dealing with those right now.
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My mother teaches eighth grade English, and her take on that last sentiment, when speaking to her students (she used to use it on her kids too) is this:
"Be grateful you're not stupid, just ignorant. Stupid is forever, but ignorance can be cured. And if you don't want to be cured, well, then you're stupid."
Posted by: hanne | August 30, 2002 1:16 PM
oh! that Southside angry-mob beating death thing -- i remember the night it happened, reading about it on a blog of someone who shall remain nameless since i've sworn off starting flamewars (again). anyway. it was that same line. 'why don't they tell us the races involved? i'll bet it was whites getting killed by blacks. they would say something if it was the other way around'. and i made a noncommital comment about the horrors of angry mobs and felt like crap for not pointing out the many ways that assumption on news coverage is wrong. moooooostly because i'm melanin-challenged and also this skin is to thin to handle the slings and arrows, y'know? i freak out too easily. so i didn't say anything.
[at least four long rambling paragraphs deleted] i just don't know what to say about this anymore, and more and more i fear saying anything at all.
probably could click cancel instead of post. *sigh* oh what the heck.
Posted by: kd | August 30, 2002 3:39 PM
its alright kd...when it all gets too big, you can just go on a mental vacation like me.
They make great 'girlie' drinks on this ethereal plane. And I usually hate girlie drinks. I'm all about vodka with a splash of lime most of the time...but up here, up here its my time and girlie drinks rule.
Posted by: Jason | August 30, 2002 4:13 PM
You can say whatever you'd like, kd. Nobody's going to hold anything against you.
If they know what's good for them.
Besides, if I have the temerity to write about Buddhism, no one should be afraid of rambling about anything.
Hanne, your mom sounds sooo cool! I'm sure I would have hated being in her class, and only appreciated her years later, because I suck that way.
Jason, are you lost again in Margaritaville?
Posted by: Aaron | August 30, 2002 4:17 PM
mmm. girly drinks. nothing like a frosty frozen fruity thingy with little umbrellas in it! i myself have just confirmed my reservations, i'm headed off to vicodin-land for the weekend, the weather's great there i hear.
Posted by: kd | August 30, 2002 5:20 PM
Can I just take this moment to whine about not being able to drink anymore?
I could so go for a girly drink right now. Chambord sour, at the very least, or something elaborate and frozen.
Posted by: VASpider | August 30, 2002 6:21 PM
whine on, VASpider. i'd whine too. infact since i got codeine/tylenol, and have to take more of that to not hurt, i can't drink either. acetaminophen (sp?) and booze are way worse for the liver together than either one alone. and i worry for my liver.
oh wow. the pills just started to work. just now. that's friggin' cool.
Posted by: kd | August 30, 2002 7:42 PM
No, I mean, like, ever. Amitriptyline + alcohol = potential strokes or death.
Annoyed. Very.
Posted by: VASpider | August 30, 2002 9:01 PM
oh. that is bad. well, can you smoke weed then? medicinally even?
Posted by: kd | August 30, 2002 11:20 PM
I'm with you, VASpider. I can't drink either, not without courting 2-3 days of being really ridiculously ill. We'll have to go out in the yard and spin around until we get dizzy and fall down, or something, instead.
Posted by: hanne | August 30, 2002 11:30 PM
I'm assuming that PBR does not fall into the girlie drink category so I am out of this discussion entirely.
Posted by: goneaway | August 31, 2002 1:38 AM
Well, hanne, at least that's cheaper than drinking...
Posted by: VASpider | August 31, 2002 2:16 AM
PBR?
That doesn't even rise to the level of girly drink. Your American beer defiles the name.
Especially the 3.2 Minnesotan version.
I am looking for reasons not to suicide-bomb myself at the State Fair. The only one I've come up with so far is, this would involve going to the State Fair.
That, and the Minnesotans tend to kill themselves when they get together in large groups,anyway.
I think I need more coffee.
Posted by: Aaron | August 31, 2002 8:41 AM