Juneteenth, not to mention the ongoing celebrations over America’s 250th anniversary, asks us to consider what it means to take pride in a country still grappling with the horrible legacy of slavery.
Arthur Krsytal has a great piece in The New Yorker that explores what it means to feel patriotism in the Trump era.
Krystal shares how Black Americans like Frederick Douglas, Langston Hughes, and Muhammad Ali described what it meant to live in a country that persecuted them.
“In Southern states—and in border states such as Maryland, Missouri, and Delaware—Jim Crow prevailed; lynchings were common in the Deep South, and punishment for them was rare,” Krystal writes. “It seems likely that many enlisted in the hope that service might advance their prospects and those of their race, and their ambivalence about the nation runs through Black literature.”
Krystal mentions a poem by Claude McKay called “America,” which you can listen to above.
It begins:
Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,
And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth,
Stealing my breath of life, I will confess
I love this cultured hell that tests my youth.
Krystal concludes by arguing against the language of “patriotism.” Instead, he encourages us to be grateful for the promise of a country that struggles and often fails to live up to its highest ideals.
“Not everyone has to see America the same way, but amnesia about its history makes us easy prey for people who trade in ignorance,” Krystal writes.