This week we will hear a certain amount about how the newly unearthed short stories by Zora Neale Hurston reveal her interest in urban black culture, often obscured because of her rural focus in books like Their Eyes Were Watching God. Seeing Hurston rounded out for us is always welcome because she was complicated indeed. Besides her urban side, I have always valued her for being America’s favorite black conservative.
One would be pardoned for supposing that there could be such a figure only among whites. But she is black people’s favorite black conservative, quiet though her conservatism is kept. The reason this is important is not just to show something as uninteresting as that there have always been black conservatives. We know. Hurston’s value is that she is not someone who most would immediately suppose was un-PC.
A common response to black conservatives is to suppose that they need to be taken into a corner and studiously informed that their views are based on the naiveté that comes from growing up “fortunate,” and are dangerous in fostering racism. “If we could only talk to him for a while” — surely he’s misled.
Yet one senses that if you tried this with Hurston, she might leave you crumpled up on the floor in that corner. She’d have none of it, especially the idea that she must not be “really black.” Because — and we all feel it too — she most certainly was, according to any definition anyone might have.
To wit, Zora Neale Hurston was a thoroughly black waw-man who would gladly have peddled her wares on Fox News today. As we accept political diversity among black people, we need to keep this part of Hurston in mind in addition to the rest of her.
For example, one thing that will put black conservatives in our faces even more is that there are now two of them in Congress. Allen West of Florida, asked in the New York Times this weekend whether he felt proud when Obama was elected, coolly said, “I don’t look to a man to get pride in myself.”
Hurston would have understood that sense that black people are, in the end, individuals rather than the sum of an abstract “blackness,” as she indicates here: “Suppose a Negro does something really magnificent, and I glory, not in the benefit to mankind, but in the fact that the doer was a Negro. Must I not also go hang my head in shame when a member of my race does something execrable? The white race did not go into a laboratory and invent incandescent light. That was Edison. If you are under the impression that every white man is an Edison, just look around a bit.”
And like West, she wouldn’t have been up for cheering when someone who said that Democrats take us for granted signed up as an “independent” but then voted Democratic every time anyway. “It’s time for us to cease to allow ourselves to be delivered as a mob by persuasive ‘friends’ and become individual citizens,” she said — and voted Republican. Now, Republicans then were different from Republicans now — but there is all evidence that even now, she would have voted Republican at least most of the time.