What Would Atticus Do?

 

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“Society blind by colour / Why hold down one to raise another / Discrimination now on both sides / Seeds of hate blossom further.”

 

 

'To Kill a Mockingbird' meets the Trayvon Martin shooting.

By William McGurn

Recently my eighth-grader asked me whether Harper Lee would be a good subject for an assignment requiring her to write about a favorite author.

I knew my daughter had recently read "To Kill a Mockingbird" and loved it; and I knew too she remembered we'd discussed the book after I'd met Miss Lee briefly at a White House function a few years back. I also thought it a welcome exercise for a child of suburban New Jersey to imagine herself a girl coming of age in a small, Depression-era Alabama town.

That's why we were watching the USA Network Saturday night, when President Barack Obama marked the 50th anniversary of the film by introducing a new, digitally remastered version. What I had not foreseen was that the new specials on Harper Lee and "To Kill a Mockingbird" would come amid headlines about the shooting of a young, unarmed black man in Sanford, Fla.—or how that tragedy would become tangled up in assumptions about race that are the subtext to Miss Lee's story.

One of the clichés about great literature is that it challenges what we take for granted. Heroic literature especially underscores the loneliness of those who take a courageous stand.

In this vein, Miss Lee's story about the Jim Crow South compels us to ask ourselves the tough question: Would we be among the handful standing with Atticus Finch? Or would we be among the many like Miss Gates, the schoolteacher who tells her charges Hitler is evil for persecuting Jews even as she approves of the persecution of the black men and women around her.

In a report on the president's introduction Saturday night, Britain's Guardian jumped right to the political: "Obama as Atticus Finch" begins the headline. Although the president did not link Miss Lee's story to the Trayvon Martin case, others have, and in a way that implies that the parallels are obvious.

But are they?

Where's the presumption of innocence, which in the novel was denied Tom Robinson, the black man falsely accused of raping a white woman? Perhaps it was denied Trayvon Martin, who, so far as we know, had nothing more menacing on him than a bag of Skittles when he was killed. Or perhaps it is the shooter George Zimmerman, who is now in hiding because so many want not justice but his head?

Who is the Walter Cunningham here—the hard-working white farmer who seems decent enough but nonetheless accompanies a lynch mob to the Maycomb, Ala., jail? Might it be Spike Lee, the filmmaker who in the midst of escalating racial tensions tweeted out what he thought was Mr. Zimmerman's address. As it turned out, Mr. Lee had the wrong Zimmermans, but would Atticus have thought it any better had he had the right ones?

Or what about the novel's newspaper editor, Mr. Underwood, who in a scathing editorial indicts white Maycomb by comparing Tom Robinson's death "to the senseless slaughter of songbirds." Would this be NBC, which edited a 911 tape that made the accused appear as though he was offering up a comment on race when he was in fact responding to a question from the police dispatcher?

Where, above all, is Atticus Finch? Is it the Rev. Al Sharpton, who shares with Mayella Ewell a phony charge of sexual assault—in his case, falsely accusing a white assistant district attorney of having raped a teenaged Tawana Brawley? Is it the Rev. Jesse Jackson, who once spoke about the anxiety he felt when he heard footsteps approaching him from behind—and the relief at turning around and seeing "somebody white"? Or the Rev. C.L. Bryant, a former NAACP leader who like Atticus Finch believes that justice is something for the courts and accuses the Revs. Sharpton and Jackson of being "race hustlers"?

In "To Kill a Mockingbird" Miss Lee showed how lethal the unquestioned assumptions that defined Maycomb could be. Perhaps the parallel to today is the assumption that a young black male in a hoodie must be up to no good. Or perhaps it's the assumption that the threat to young black men comes from angry white men—a "white Hispanic," as the New York Times described him—when the sad reality is that killers of young black men are mostly other black men.

In a statement issued before a special showing of "To Kill a Mockingbird" last Thursday at the White House, the 85-year-old Miss Lee said she was proud that "Gregory Peck's portrayal of Atticus Finch lives on." The world, she says, "needs him now more than ever."

Perhaps. Yet perhaps what we need more is a novelist who might bring the same deft hand to the racial assumptions now playing out in Florida that a young Harper Lee brought to her story of 1930s Alabama. 

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One by Creed

Affirmative may be justified

Take from one give to another

The goal is to be unified

Take my hand be my brother

The payment silenced the masses

Sanctified by oppression

Unity took a backseat

Sliding further into regression

One, oh one,

The only way is one

I feel angry I feel helpless

Want to change the world

I feel violent I feel alone

Don't try and change my mind

Society blind by color

Why hold down one to raise another

Discrimination now on both sides

Seeds of hate blossom further

The world is heading for mutiny

When all we want is unity

We may rise and fall, but in the end

We meet our fate together

One, oh one,

The only way is one

One, oh one,

The only way is one

I feel angry I feel helpless

Want to change the world

I feel violent I feel alone

Don't try and change my mind

I feel angry I feel helpless

Want to change the world yeah

I feel violent I feel alone

Don't try and change my mind

I feel angry I feel helpless

Want to change the world yeah

I feel violent I feel alone

Don't try and change my mind

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