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Books by Jack Newfield
The Full Rudy: The Man, the Myth the Mania /
RFK: Memoir /
Only in America: The Life and Crimes of Don King
American Rebels /
American Monsters: 44 Rats, Blackhats, and Plutocrats
The American Government: Who Really Rules New York /
City for Sale: Ed Koch and the Betrayal of New York
Somebody's Gotta Tell It: A Journalist's Life on the Lines
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The Education of Jack Newfield
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Mississippi
Freedom Democratic Party
& the 1964 Democratic National
Convention
A Perspective by Jack Newfield
from
A Prophetic Minority
The
coalition-versus-insurgent organizing issue was crystallized at
the 1964 Democratic National Convention.
To honky-tonk Atlantic City came the anti-Establishment
Mississippi Freedom Democratic Party: sixty-four poor rural
Negroes and four white integrationists.
Their only credentials, as Murray Kempton wrote, were
“their wounds and their faces.”
They came to challenge the right of the regular
segregationist delegation and to represent Mississippi at the
convention. The
MFDP said they represented the 850,000 unregistered Negroes of
the Magnolia State.
At first it seemed as
if the poor petitioners’ challenge would be brushed aside as a
rude intrusion of Lyndon Johnson’s ceremonial coronation.
But forty-eight hours before the convention opened, the
credentials committee held a nationally televised hearing that
shamed the nation’s conscience, already in mourning for the
murders of Andrew Goodman, James Chaney, and Michael Schwerner.
Joseph Rauh, former
leader of the ADA and the MFDP lawyer, told the committee, “I
have only an hour to tell you a story of moral agony that could
take years.”
Edward King, the
oft-beaten white minister at Tougaloo College, said, “We do
not apologize for not holding our convention in Neshoba
County.”
Martin Luther King,
Roy Wilkins, and James Farmer all testified for the Freedom
Democrats. Before
the day was out liberal Democrats like Congresswoman Edith Green
and Senator Wayne Morse had been won to the MFDP’s side. The
rude intrusion suddenly became a specter threatening to tear the
Democratic Party open.
The intrigues of the
next seventy-two hours are lost in the half truths of sleepless
men. While
thousands of students and civil-rights workers kept vigil on the
boardwalk, intricate negotiations were undertaken by Rauh,
Hubert Humphrey (whose own vice presidential hopes were in the
balance), and the national civil-rights leadership.
By Tuesday morning the President offered the MFDP two
seats at-large plus a guarantee that all future convention
delegations would be integrated.
There followed a
dramatic caucus in a Negro church, where Roy Wilkens, Walter
Reuther, Wayne Morse, Martin Luther King, and Bayard Rustin came
to urge the delegation of cotton-choppers and maids to accept
the two-seat compromise as an “incredible triumph.”
James Farmer took an agnostic position, while James
Forman and Bob Parris of SNCC urged rejection of the
“back-of-the-bus” compromise.
The delegates finally voted unanimously to reject the
compromise.
The liberals,
civil-rights leaders, and Social Democrats were shocked.
One of them said, “Those fools snatched defeat from the
jaws of victory.” They
suddenly realized the New Radicals were uncompromising Utopians
who would not abide by all the rules of polite protest.
They realized there was revolutionary
feeling within the movement, and that the anti-leader
anarchism was real and ran deep.
For their part, SNCC
and the MFDP discovered their liberal friends cared more about
the threat of Goldwater and the ambitions of Humphrey than about
the absolute morality of a cause; they discovered that even the
best liberals, those who sometimes supported civil disobedience,
would at some point divide politics and morality and bend their
knees to reality.
In the months that
followed, Atlantic City became an irrational watershed—or
Krondtadt—for both the Social Democrats and the New Left.
People who had not been there, like Irving Howe and Nat
Hentoff, chose up sides. No
one seemed to disagree with his political allies who had been
there. The decision
against the compromise became a metaphor whereby everyone
defined the emotional intensity of his radicalism.
Those who opposed the compromise were branded irrational,
destructive, and nihilistic.
Those who supported it were labeled sell-outs, lackies of
the President, betrayers of the radical creed.
The Socialists decided the students needed a political
education about how to function in the grown-up world of realpolitik,
and the students decided the Social Democrats’ coalition would
always turn on the poor as it had in Atlantic City.
All of this was
unnecessary and tragic. There
were good people on both sides of the dispute; there seems to be
no right and wrong position, no great principle involved.
Certainly the great principle the New Left claims was at
stake—decision-making by the poor—is a myth.
The SNCC workers almost handpicked the MFDP delegation in
Mississippi, and controlled it while at the convention.
The unreal and
unnecessary nature of the Atlantic City debate, I think, extends
to most of the furor over coalition politics as opposed to what
SDS calls “the creation of popular left opposition.”
Both are needed.* * * *
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updated 23
July 2008 |