What About Slavery?
April 13, 2010Yesterday, I wrote about the War Between the States (the “Civil War”), and I promised another post about slavery. This is that post.
The problem with slavery in the mid-19th-century South was not slavery. It could be readily argued that slavery, in and of itself, is not wrong. Now, if I’ve ruffled your feathers, please hear me out. I may not be saying what you think I’m saying, but the whole post is necessary to convey the whole thought. Throughout history, throughout the world, nations have conquered other nations and taken their people as slaves. Even the ancient Israelites did so, with God’s blessing! Even today, the Constitution does not forbid slavery in certain circumstances. (Bet you didn’t know that!) It permits slavery in instances of debt (for purposes of “working off” the debt, essentially). Slavery was not the problem.
But there was a problem! So, if it wasn’t slavery, what was it? Wrong attitudes/wrong thinking. See, the institution of slavery in the American South was not like slavery in, for instance, ancient Israel. We did not have slaves by conquest. (It could possibly be argued that the slaves held here were conquered by other nations within the continent of Africa, so it’s “still the same thing,” but if we argued that, we would still be missing the real point.) We had (as a whole, at least) slaves by ethnicity, based on an incorrect understanding of personhood.
The general belief at that time was that those with “negroid” features were somehow less human than their more European counterparts. Let me state unequivocally that this is absolutely, completely false! This incorrect belief was the real problem with the institution of slavery in the American South.
Now, it may seem like a minor distinction to say that this was the root problem, rather than slavery itself, but it’s not. This distinction has tremendous bearing upon the failure to properly integrate all members of society when emancipation actually did take place. How? Because we fixed the symptom, not the problem. We did away with slavery (apart from that debt clause), but not with the incorrect beliefs and wrong attitudes. As a result, dark-skinned Americans had a hard time finding people who were willing to employ them, befriend them, or even live near them. In the 1960’s, we still had separate water fountains, schools, and seats on buses – all because we never fixed the underlying attitude. (I would venture to say that most people in the 1960’s wouldn’t say that darker-skinned individuals are inhuman, but there were still – and, in a few instances, still are – vestiges of this idea in the mistaken belief that we are fundamentally different.)
We need to all recognize that people are people, period. The difference between your dark skin and my light skin is no greater a difference than the difference between my hazel eyes and my daughters’ blue eyes. God made us all of one blood. There is only one human race – the human race. To believe otherwise is the very definition of “racist.” (So, Uncle Sam, stop asking me for my “race” on all of your forms. If I’m filling out the form, it’s “human.” Any further distinction is racist.)








