About a week ago Gerald Horne mentioned on his youtube channel a book called Teaching White Supremacy. I thought it sounded interesting but that it would be a pretty standard and possibly boring "America Bad" sort of book, but I found myself really enjoying it and learning a lot, and it's just like, are there any white people in 19th century America aside from John Brown who weren't completely fucking insane? Walt Whitman, a poet I really enjoyed when I was a teenager, who was on the right side of the Civil War—fucking racist piece of shit. Emerson, a philosopher who never interested me in the slightest, but who was still mentioned in our high school history classes—fucking profound disgusting racist, freely saying and writing the most appalling shit you can imagine. And of course their wikipedia articles are like "it was normal at the time." It's still normal now, it doesn't mean it's okay!
I haven't looked at Whitman in twenty years but I will still say that maybe he's a good poet, but fucking Emerson? Did that guy write a single word that is genuinely beautiful, interesting, or helpful? My guess is that he's just part of the canon because America needs someone to prove to the world that we're not all just a bunch of mindless barbarians. But Emerson is just basically a nineteenth century hippy. And Thoreau was like "wouldn't it be cool if I lived alone in a house in the woods." Wow, so deep!
Maybe Herman Melville is another exception, like a literary John Brown. (Someone prove me wrong.) Moby Dick truly is a classic and Typee is honestly fucking awesome too. It's no surprise he died in obscurity. Poe is also brilliant but he was a fucking piece of shit as a person (with a very tragic life of course). I don't know anything about his political views but I imagine that they weren't very good.
I'm a white cissie, so this country was built for me, and I'm guessing its shittiness doesn't come as much of a surprise for people reading this who aren't white cissies, but still, even if you spend just a few minutes a day reading almost anything about the USA, you are bound to get depressed. For a book I'm working on I was just researching age of consent laws and child marriage in the USA and holy fucking shit, the line "minors are not accepted in shelters" just left me unable to continue. I had to stop after researching for five minutes. So utterly fucking profoundly bleak.
It also doesn't help that it's like the same handful events and people and timeline every time, without ever really going into more detail than just the big pillars of the American civic cult and the sort of "sure [thing] was bad then [gives a highly whitewashed account of it], but that was solved by [Great Man action that was too little, too late, and also didn't solve it]!" that form a core part of liberal apologia for the US (like "sure we did ~~the most heinous thing you've ever heard of~~ a little oopsie whoopsy back then when everyone was doing it, but we're probably not doing it anymore and anyone suggesting we are still doing it just doesn't get how divinely righteous we are and how we can do no wrong and also they're probably a foreign agitator and/or you made them up!" shit). Every class wanted to cover the same few bullet points of the 18th and 19th centuries and then would maybe dabble in a few things from the early 20th century, and then they'd run out of time and the next class would do the same exact thing just as poorly.
I guess the American History class I had in highschool was a bit more detailed, but the details were incoherent and often objectively wrong or just outright lies and most of it was minutia of like 19th century racist economic/foreign policy as it related to the planter class's desires instead of anything more meaningful or important like how that pertained to actual people or the violence and monstrous cruelty involved in it. Nope, gotta learn why rich landowners were angry and what they wanted, and just gloss over or ignore what effects this had or literally anything real or material.