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One Drop Blood American Misadventure
Why has a nation founded upon precepts of freedom and universal humanity continually produced, through it is preoccupation with race, a divided and constrained populace? Scott Malcomson’s search for an answer took him throughout the country–to the Cherokee Nation, an all-black town, and a white supremacist enclave in Oklahoma–back though the tangled red-white-and-black history of America from colonial times onward, and to his own childhood in racially fractured Oakland, California. By not only recounting our shared tragicomedy of race but helping us to own it–even to hug it–this primary book offers us a way at last to move beyond it.
ReviewIn this exhaustive, introspective study of America’s obsession with color, not a single soul escapes author Scott L. Malcomson’s probing. The evident white supremacists portion scrutiny with the Indians, Hispanics, and African Americans who have turned inward in their reaction to racism and called for their own noninclusive territory. The book’s imposing size and scope–it roves from early assimilation attempts by Indians to the Harlem Renaissance to white flight through the ages–may put off galore who fault it for a stale textbook. That would be a shame. Malcomson writes with a lyrical, storytelling quality. He mixes solid reporting with his own thoughtful speculation in tracing the histories of Indians, whites, and blacks in this country. Woven through this bright narrative are the author’s conversations with descendants of his own ancestors, who commingled in marriage and love with Cherokees and former slaves. Raised by a seemingly colorblind Baptist preacher father, Malcomson writes of his dismay as a boy as he and his friends begun to “think with our skins” and distinguished by race as they grew older. “These were roles prepared by the American generations that had gone before; the past was forming us, and so we would carry that past into the future. I have never ceased regretting that process, because it diminished each of us.” It’s clear how Malcomson feels with regards to what he calls America’s “tragic drama,” but he fends off preaching and gains believability in doing so. His account is worthy reading for any individual who believes the drama’s ending has yet to be written. –Jodi Mailander Farrell
From Publishers WeeklyIn a breathtaking and strange treatment of the artifice and hypocrisy that has surrounded racial deviations in America from it is earliest settlement to the present, this massive work offers stunning perceptivenesses with a subtle hand. The basi three elements of the book deal with “indianness,” “blackness” and “whiteness” respectively, followed by a fourth, which aims to reconcile the former sections. The opening exploration of the opportunistic ways that philosophers, politicians and white society have specified Indian identity and land rights is haunting and powerfulDas is the chapter on “the Indian as slaveholder,” which reveals the life of black slaves on a Cherokee reservation and their march on the Trail of Tears besides their “masters.” But the rest of the book does not deliver upon the promise of the primary 100 pages. Although the focuses on America, Malcomson journeys back into the medieval and the ancient world to find the defining moment when skin color was related with good, evil and slavery. At times, this wide-ranging approach yields surprising perceptivities (for example, Malcomson offers a thoughtful discussion of Shakespeare’s outlook on blackness). However, he likewise includes long-winded digressions that are not securely anchored in his larger argument. Malcomson (Empire’s Edge: Travels in South-Eastern Europe, Turkey and Central Asia) reveals the creation of “race” as a tool to obtain power, suppress the newly developed powerless and warrant immoral claims to land and property. Although not totally realized, his ambitious study of race and American identity is to be commended for dragging our racial conundrums further into the light of day. (Oct.)
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From Library JournalJournalist Malcomson has written a book our diverse nation would be well served to read. His wide-ranging and self-critical account of our obsession with race sets an example not only for it is engaging discussion but also by including Native Americans with African Americans and whites. Outlining the social construction of racial identities from John Locke to Ben Franklin and Thomas Jefferson to Marcus Garvey, without resorting to esoteric terms or unsupported claims, he shows how politics and power mattered more than principle or biology. As he shows, European immigrants spurred and encouraged Native Americans to assimilate while resisting demands for equality from articulate Christian converts. More Native Americans supported the Confederacy than the Union, but they passed over time unwillingly into blackness. During the Civil War, “one could effortlessly be antislavery and antiblack.” White supremacists later could be comparatively kind toward all-black towns, as “black separatism fit right into the Klan’s plan.” Malcomson concludes with his own arousing and attention holding story as a descendant of slave owners growing up amidst Asian Americans in Oakland for the duration of the Sixties. Highly commended for all libraries.
-DFrank H. Wu, Howard Univ. Law Sch., Washington, DC
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17 of 20 persons found the following review helpful.
 Insightful but a lot of busywork
By Charlie Riley
This book is in deep, deep need of a remorseless editor. There’s no doubt that Malcomson’s prose is well crafted, no doubt that he makes good, often innovative, perceptivities into the issues of race and racial identity in America. Yet I found myself saying “Oh, get ON with it” assorted times in each section. Malcolmson covers big areas of race chronologically, each area separately, so that this reads like three or four discerned books; some of the areas overlap so much that I wondered if there were massive printing faults and I was reading the same division in two places. In terms of pacing and placement, I think the last division in the book must have been the first. Malcolmson’s account of his own upbringing and experience of race would have made a better setup than conclusion.
21 of 27 people found the following review helpful.
 Good primary draft of a book
By Frank
Malcomson emphasizes the idea that the new USA necessitated a racial identity – “to the extent that Americans wanted a national identity as a people, rather than humane beings that happened to be in America, that identity almost had to be racial…. `American’ identity would be a white identity.”
While this is true in big part, it for the most part ignores the huge affect of the colonies’ religious identity (which had driven the founding of assorted colonies) by curtly stating the unattributed fact that “in 1790 only in regards to one in ten white American was a fellow member of a formal church.” Whatever kinship actual membership in a “formal church” may have to do with American’s personal beliefs, there is ample proof that a mutual core of publicly-expressed religious beliefs formed the basis of the “American” reputation in 1790.
Malcomson likewise downplays the unified unity brought when it comes to by the struggle versus Britain, joint membership in a new country, and the adhesion to the ideals of the Declaration. This special importance and significance on the preeminent racial nature of “American” identity is more or less at odds with his other theme that “being white meant, above all, not being black.”
While the book is subtitled “The American Misadventures of Race,” the book could gain from a lot of discussion regarding the role of race in other civilizations and countries. What, in other countries, is similar to, or dissimilar from, the US experience?
While Malcomson does a good occupation in analyzing frequent culture’s take on race in galore cases, this could improve. There’s no mention of the effect of Defoe’s 1719 _Robinson Crusoe_ – the firstborn English novel, and full of the racial assumptions of the time (during 28 years on the island pondering why God abandoned him, Crusoe never considers it could be because of his involvement in the slave trade; nor does Crusoe give second thought to his assumption that Friday will be his servant after leaving the island). D.W. Griffith’s 1915 “Birth of a Nation” is hardly mentioned.
Malcomson’s attitude toward religion is inconsistent. At one point, he tries to argue that religion did not aid slavery, writing that pro-slavery advocates “desperately ransacked the Bible to find ease for slaveholders … [with] harried thumbings of the Bible.” Yet it isn’t too hard to find the Bible’s tacit approval of slavery, it is popular remarks on separation of peoples, and even direct commands such as “Slaves, be obedient to those who are your earthly masters.” Nor does Malcomson mention the approval that a great deal of churches gave to slavery, and the typical segregation practiced by churches, which surely lent legitimacy to sensations of white superiority. Billy Graham amazed a heap of church members when he refused to concede segregated seating in his crusades after 1954: in a lot of areas, formalized church segregation continued through the 1960′s.
Yet, ignoring the church’s segregation through the 1960′s, Malcomson all of a sudden decides the church is segregated in the 1970′s. He writes, “When, as a teenager, I left Oakland, I likewise left the church…. I could not choose to be in a white church. That would be like choosing a white school (or a white town)…. [In the black church,] the music is undeniably better, there’s more to eat at socials, and grief is not treated as a … reputation flaw. Where the white church is a lake, the black church is an ocean.”
First, where is the discussion with regards to _why_ a lot of churches are “white” ?? There are a lot of reasons besides intended segregation that a church may wind up to be predominately white. Second, what right does Malcomson have to generalize from his own experience to the idea that the “black” church is everyplace superior to the “white” church?
Why does Malcomson think that “when I was a teenager” is a date each reader ought to recognize? (By reading other passages, Malcomson was apparently a teenager in the 1970′s.) In another passage, Malcomson strangely dates an event by the year when “Grandma was closing in on death.”
Malcomson ofttimes picks on the negative: he spends seven pages describing the 1849 California constitutional convention argues on whether to confess free blacks to California, yet he does not give the end vote and it is margin, nor any applicable language of the California constitution.
The book, published in 2000, fundamentally ends it is narration of American racial history in the mid 1970′s, with the observation that whites then tried to move away from their racial past, as other races moved toward theirs.
One major current issue on race in America is “reverse discrimination.” Malcomson doesn’t even mention cases such as Baake. Is it right for blacks to receive gains based on race? Malcomson’s only comment, somewhat on point, is that “races in America have functioned so much as families do, and once you are in the family you receive your percentage of the inheritance, and the American past becomes your past.”
Earlier Malcomson discusses the try of abolitionists in the 1840′s to keep blacks from forming black groups or keeping black conventions, on the principle of equality. “The beyond-race principle lacked a historical element. Perhaps that is in the nature of a principle. But in the case of race in America, it could have strange consequences, because race, being itself historical, resists ahistorical explanation.”
Where are the author’s thoughts on the solution to our racial problems? How long will have to the correction of our “family” problem continue? One would hope that someone who had done so much exploration would have a great deal of thoughts, but they’re not presented.
This is a suitable book to read, because it will make you think. Yet it has a lot of gaps in it, is overly long in a heap of sections, and it is stream-of-consciousness establishment (as Salon states) is “unorthodox if not downright infuriating.”
4 of 4 people found the following review helpful.
 Thought Provoking
By Shirley A. Blair Keller
I have had a hard time getting into this book. Malcomson wades into detail, droning on and on. My own lack of discipline confronted me, but interest in the subject held me turning the pages and I am very glad I did. As other reviewers point out, this isn’t a perfective book, but for my cash he took on a subject that we sorely need in this country if we are ever to move forward to see ourselves as one entity, humane beings. I thank him for that. I think this would be a great book, along with Takaki from UCB’s book “A Different Mirror,” to be on the shelves of history classes through out our country, even in it is imperfections. Racism is an artificial classification. Skin is decisive in the gens, like eye color, etc. To base anything on it is ridiculous. But man’s inhumanity to man is a reality, using whatsoever means necessary to carry out power. Just look around the world and watch it carried out today in each continent. This book is a step in enlightening a part of American history that was left out of my history books as a kid. I hope others will tackle this subject so that we may receive that we have always been multicultural, multireligious, and respective colored peoples from the beginning. We haven’t always told the truth of our inheritance as a nation. I applaud any individual who tackles this subject and highly commend reading this book. I might likewise add that with DNA testing available now, we might find we are more connected than we have all dared to confess in the past.
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