On Being Negro in AmericaRedding, J. Saunders (Jay Saunders)
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On Being Negro in America
Redding, J. Saunders (Jay Saunders)
African Americans -- Race identity; Redding, J. Saunders (Jay Saunders), 1906-1988; United States -- Race relations
It was also years before I made a sort of armed truce with religion and
with God. I stepped around God determinedly, gingerly, gloating that I
was free of Him and that He could not touch me. Indeed, I had to step
around Him, for He was always there. He was there, foursquare and solid,
at the very center of my father’s life. (My father habitually ends his
letters, “May the spirit of the Almighty God, whose interest is always
manifest, be with you!”) At Brown University He was in Dr. Washburn’s
sermons, and President Faunce’s chapel talks, and Professor Ducasse’s
philosophy course. He was in various people I met and felt affection
for. He was in the ineffable, tremulous sweetness of the first love I
felt; in the drowning ecstasy of the first sexual experience; in the joy
of imaginative creation. But I moved around Him warily, laughing,
mocking His pretensions, determined that He would not betray me into
Negroness. If there lingered still in the deep recesses of my real self
some consciousness of a religious spirit, then the ideal self—the
Negro-hating me—did all it could to exorcise it.
How unmitigating and long-lasting this conflict was is proved for me in
the fact that only in the last ten years have I been able to go to
church without a feeling of indulging in some senseless necromantic
ritual, and without feeling that my wanting to go—and I did many times
_want_ to go; if this seems contradictory, I cannot help it—was a mark
of inferiority, the foolish expression of a weak and senseless wish to
attain an impossible realm of being differing in its essential
nature—that is, in its reality—from anything my experience has taught me
can be attained. I do not believe in an afterlife; in otherworldliness.
The experiences of this world are too potent and too much with me. I do
not see how any Negro can believe in another world, and the religion
which has inspired him to that belief, if it has saved him, has done so
by making him content with the very degradation of his humanity that is
so abhorrent to the principles of Christianity.
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