
Two Prongs of a Pitchfork
By Robert C. Koehler
Such gentle abhorrence! It almost doesnât seem like racism.
âBut theyâre also not people that would easily assimilate into the United States, into our modern society. Theyâre overwhelmingly rural people in the countries they come from â fourth, fifth, sixth grade educations are kind of the norm. They donât speak English, obviously thatâs a big thing. They donât speak English. They donât integrate well, they donât have skills.â
Why bother keeping these words of John Kelly alive? Thereâs so much bigger news out there than the White House chief of staffâs outpouring of ignorance and pseudo-empathy last week, during an interview on NPR.
âTheyâre not bad people,â he said. âTheyâre coming here for a reason. And I sympathize with the reason. But the laws are the laws.â
This is so Trump Lite! Weâre so sorry, oh uneducated Central Americans, but we have to keep you out of America and we have to, in addition, confiscate any children you bring with you to the border in order to discourage others of your kind from trying to sneak in. The law is the law.
Was Kelly serious in his expression of âconcernâ or simply cynical? These possibilities feel like two prongs of a pitchfork, the most painful of which is the former. If he seriously believes in the regrettable inadequacy of asylum seekers â as opposed to merely citing it to justify a cruelly racist law â what we have here isnât simply racism but ignorance, at the highest level of American government, quietly shaping national policy with something like evangelical fervor.
Cynical racism means throwing a bone to the political base, what Matthew Yglesias, writing at Vox, called âthe very promise of Trumpism â to narrow the definitions of who belongs, subjecting outsiders to a realm of cruelty and thus bolstering the favored status of the insiders.â
Ignorant racism means believing in it yourself: seeing yourself not as âthe bossâ but as a moral warrior, truly protecting America from sadly uneducated (uh, non-white) Latin Americans looking for a break and a better deal. Sorry, this country is closed, at least to you.
What I fear is that, while cynicism may have a humane or reasonable limit, ignorance does not. If racist ignorance has survived the civil rights movement â not simply at the level of scattered individuals, but at the level of national decision-making â perhaps it is impenetrable. We will always have enemies to fear and fight not merely because a nice, evil enemy (oh Saddam, where are you now?) makes it easier to rally a country into a sense of unity, but because true believers rule. And true believers are not open to greater awareness.
Thus, as New York Magazine explains: âThe Trump administration recently established a policy of separating families who cross the U.S. border illegally, including those who enter our country so as to assert their legal right to seek asylum. Which is to say: If a mother in Honduras gets on the wrong side of local gangs â and flees to the United States with her children to seek asylum from their retribution â U.S. authorities will treat her children as âunaccompanied minorsâ and detain them in separate facilities while she presses her case.
âOr, as Attorney General Jeff Sessions put it, âIf you are smuggling a child, then we will prosecute you and that child will be separated from you as required by law.ââ
What I see, both in Sessionsâ smug certainty and in Kellyâs regretful shrug, is a belief that some people matter and others donât. And a country is great because of its sameness.
This is not the country I believe in, but it is the country, I must concede, that was founded on a stolen continent and built by the labor of the enslaved and exploited. Writing about American gun culture, for instance, Christopher Keelty points out that âthe racism that informs gun culture is deeply embedded in American history, and in the history of firearms themselves. . . . In the colonies that would become the United States, European settlers were required by law to own firearms for the specific purpose of fighting off the Indians who had been deposed from their land. Samuel Colt invented his revolver, the weapon that âwon the west,â specifically to quell slave rebellions.â
And Michael Daly, noting Kellyâs Irish ancestry, recalls the Pemberton Mill disaster, in Lawrence, Mass. where: âIn the late afternoon of Jan. 10, 1860, cast-iron columns in the building that were later found to have been defective buckled under the added weight. The structure suddenly collapsed, killing as many as 167 workers.â
Most of the killed and injured were Scottish and Irish immigrants. The owner of the mill, David Nevins, who had crammed additional machinery into the building after he purchased it three years earlier, creating the unsafe working conditions, was notoriously contemptuous of the Irish, Daly pointed out. He wouldnât let an Irishman into his house to repair a leak in his roof, but he could use â and use up â these uneducated immigrant souls to make money.
This is the history I hear in Kellyâs words: âThey donât speak English. They donât integrate well, they donât have skills.â
It doesnât matter what happens to them. Or to their children.
