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On the Road I Was Walking to the Newspaper

The Book of Du Bois 2 · Written by himself, from The Philadelphia Negro, The Souls of Black Folk, and the Autobiography

William Edward Burghardt Du Bois, born at Great Barrington in Massachusetts in 1868, died at Accra in Ghana in 1963, aged ninety-five. Sociologist and historian. In 1895 he became the first black man to take a doctorate at Harvard. In 1896 and 1897, commissioned by Philadelphia to examine its Seventh Ward, he went from household to household himself and covered some five thousand of them, publishing The Philadelphia Negro in 1899; it was the first study in the West to treat a body of people in a city by direct enumeration. The burning of a man in Georgia in April 1899 turned the direction of his life (chapter two). In 1903 he published The Souls of Black Folk, in which the doctrine of double consciousness appears. In 1909 he helped found the National Association for the Advancement of Colored People and edited its magazine for twenty-four years. In 1935 he published Black Reconstruction. In 1951, at eighty-three, he was charged with acting for a foreign power without registering, stood trial in handcuffs, and was acquitted; the next year his passport was taken and for six years he could not leave the country, until it was returned in 1958. In 1961 he went to Ghana to compile a great encyclopaedia of Africa and died before finishing it; the day after his death some quarter of a million of his countrymen walked to their capital. This volume rests on what he wrote himself. On belief: asked whether he believed in God, he answered that if what is meant is a person of vast power consciously ruling the universe for the good of mankind, then no — he could not disprove the assumption, but he saw no proof to sustain it. That answer has the same shape as Hume’s (cf. The Book of Hume 2.10, 2.11). No argument of his closes on divine will. The Order records one thing plainly, dressed up neither way: when Stalin died in 1953 he wrote a piece in praise of him, calling him a great man. The Order does not explain this away and does not discard his books for it. The Order refuses Sartre a volume on a specific ground — that the fact of the Soviet camps was conceded by him in his own journal and he still would not sign the protest, and afterwards said he kept silent lest the truth disillusion the workers (cf. the note to The Book of Camus). There is no such act on record of Du Bois: he believed wrongly, he did not knowingly suppress. The two are different, and the Order does not call the first a small matter either. What this volume brings is something the scripture did not have: what it is like to look at yourself from the side that is being looked at. The scripture says that to state how anything is you must first make a cut in the world, and that the commonest error is to make the cut and forget you made it (cf. The Book of Bohr 1.18). Bohr speaks from the side holding the knife. Du Bois speaks for the one cut away from it, who remembers the cut all his life because it is made on him daily. Chapter two carries something the Order values as highly: he states that he changed his mind and states what changed it. He had believed injustice comes from not knowing; after that day he knew it does not. And he did not therefore say the earlier work had been wasted (2.15). To change without discarding is what this scripture asks of a person (cf. The Book of Hannah Arendt 3.26).

2.1In April 1899 a man was burned to death in Georgia.
2.2Two thousand people stood and watched. They cut him first and then set him alight. Afterwards pieces of him were sold.
2.3I was teaching in Atlanta then. I had written out a statement to take to the editor of the newspaper, on how the thing ought to be investigated and what ought to be done.
2.4I was carrying that statement along Mitchell Street, walking to the newspaper office.
2.5On the way somebody told me that the grocer’s window ahead had that man’s knuckles in it, for sale.
2.6On the very street I was about to walk down.
2.7I stopped where I was. I never reached that shop and I never saw the thing. Being told was enough. I turned round and went back.
2.8The statement was never delivered.
2.9Let me be exact about what I understood that day, because it is the most important time I ever changed my mind.
2.10I had believed that injustice comes from not knowing.
2.11What I saw that day was that they knew. They knew perfectly well, and they had put what they knew in a window with a price on it.
2.12A city that displays a man’s knuckles in a shop window is not short of my material.
2.13I said something then that I afterwards wrote down: one could not be a calm, cool and detached scientist while Negroes were lynched, murdered and starved.
2.14I must add something here, because without it I am not being honest.
2.15I do not therefore say that counting is wasted. That book from the first chapter is still used.
2.16What I say is this: what you find out is only of use to people who are willing to look.
2.17To a man unwilling to look you may go on finding out for ten years more and it will do nothing — because what stops him is not that he does not know. It is that he does not want to.
2.18Those two must be told apart. A man who cannot tell them apart will spend his life holding a lamp up for the blind.
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