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The Circular Firing Squad

It’s really hard to believe that the mayor of Memphis would denounce “outside agitators” and make a stand against activists wanting to take down the city’s confederate statues. I mean, how tone-deaf can you be?

I’m speaking, of course, of former Mayor Willie Herenton, who, in 2005, used that epithet to describe the Rev. Al Sharpton, who’d come to Memphis to support local activists who wanted to remove the Nathan Bedford Forrest and Jefferson Davis statues and rename the city parks where they stood.

Sharpton’s response to Herenton: “You need outside agitators when you don’t have enough inside agitators. Don’t get mad at us for doing your job.”

I think it’s safe to say Memphis now has a sufficiency of “inside agitators.” The persistent and vocal push to remove the Forrest and Davis statues has reached critical mass, having gained support from current Mayor Jim Strickland, the Memphis City Council, and even Governor Bill Haslam.

It’s been a long time coming. I did a little casual research on the Flyer website and noted that the paper has been reporting on and editorializing about this issue since at least the mid-1990s, when we first began putting our content online.

There have always been those who took a stand against the statues, but for years their voices were buried by bureaucracy and stymied by local politics and well-organized and well-funded opposition from confederate supporters. No more.

It seems inevitable now: The statues will come down in Memphis, as they are coming down all over the country. The devil is in the details and the timing.

We would not have gotten to this point if not for people willing to take a stand; people willing to make other people uncomfortable; people willing to confront the status quo. Through their persistence and courage — and the inadvertant “help” of those using confederate symbols in conjunction with acts of terrorism and murder — more and more people are coming to realize that too often it’s not “heritage” that’s being served by these symbols and monuments — it’s racism and tacit veneration of white supremacy and slavery. And more people are supporting the idea that decisions about such symbols should be made by local municipalities, and not subject to the whims of rural state legislators whose values are not those of most Memphians.

I think it’s important at this juncture that the disparate forces moving to make the statues come down do all they can to avoid the “circular firing squad.” The goal has been agreed to. The agenda is no longer in question. How and when we get there is what is still in dispute. But those with a mutual goal should avoid demonizing each other. That just muddies the water, weakens the process, and strengthens the opposition.

The mayor and the administration seem bent on taking the battle to court, challenging the Tennessee Historical Commission’s 2016 ruling against the city. Activists want more immediate measures taken — ceding the park land to private conservancies, for example, or just removing the statues and dealing with the legal consequences afterward.

It would help if, instead of attacking each other and creating more divisiveness between folks who have a common stated goal, the various contingents could work together to find mutual ground, say, agree upon a date by which the statues must come down, one way or another. A good target, in my opinion, would be March, 2018, at the latest — prior to the 50th anniversary of Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.’s assassination in our city.

Let’s all agitate in the same direction. We’ll get there faster.

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Race and Sexuality In Sports Aren’t New — But Change Is Coming.

I felt like I was at the first crossroads of my life as I knocked on the office door of Fulton (Missouri) High School head basketball Coach Ken Quest. I’d just received the news I’d made the school’s debate team. However, the debate team schedule was in direct conflict with basketball practices and games. As a sophomore point guard, I was eligible to play varsity ball.

To me, it was an agonizing decision. I just knew Coach Quest would feel my pain and would set about to work something out. He was totally silent as I explained my dilemma. Then he leaned forward and said, “Smitty, you probably got a real future in that debate stuff, because you sure don’t have one playing basketball. So long, and turn in your jersey!” At least I could say it was an honest reflection of what the man really felt.

The need to be honest with one’s feelings and the ramifications that come with it have invaded the world of professional sports within the past few weeks. In the cliché-ridden, over-hyped, closed-fraternity, big-money industry sports has become, the intrusion of societal issues such as racism and homosexuality can result in seismic reactions among those who play the games and those who vicariously follow the action. But it’s all part of a generations-long cleansing process of bigotry and prejudice that this nation is still undergoing.

A check of history reveals the racial rants captured by defamed former Los Angeles Clippers owner Donald Sterling are by no means the first time crude and archaic statements have been uttered by sports executives and personalities. The “Hall of Shame” in that regard has a number of infamous entries. Remember former Los Angeles Dodger General Manager Al Campanis on a 1987 edition of Nightline? Goaded by host Ted Koppel into an offhand remark, a live audience was aghast when the earnest 70-year-old said blacks didn’t have the “necessities” to be baseball managers or executives. He was fired two days later. A year after that, CBS sports analyst Jimmy “The Greek” Snyder joined Campanis in the unemployment line — fired for his statement that “blacks were bred through slavery to be better athletes.”

You don’t have to dial too far back to dredge up golfer Fuzzy Zoeller’s racist joke about Masters winner Tiger Woods serving fried chicken at the champions’ dinner. Radio shock-jock Don Imus’ feeble attempt at sports humor ended in an Al Sharpton intervention after Imus called the Rutgers women’s basketball team a bunch of “nappy-headed ho’s.”

The public purgatory these stupid men had to endure was self-inflicted and, except for the near-senile Campanis, well deserved.

Homosexuality in sports has been much more closeted. The late-round selection of openly gay University of Missouri football player Michael Sam has provided us with one memorable video clip of him and his significant other embracing and kissing after he received the draft call from the St. Louis Rams. When Sam made his sexual identity public in February, he was immediately congratulated for doing so by former NFL running back Dave Kopay.

In a 1975 Sports Illustrated cover article, published three years after his retirement, Kopay revealed he’d had an affair with another player who later died of AIDS. In a letter to Sam, Kopay advised him as to what lies ahead: “You need to bring it like you never have brought it before.”

Sam would be smart to heed Kopay’s words. There will be the initial media frenzy. There will be one news conference where he answers all their prying questions. Then the furor will die down, and he becomes a person simply trying to stay employed. We should respect his efforts.

It’s all the reflection of a society in flux. Dinosaurs like Donald Sterling still roam the earth, mired in their own ethical morass. They know their numbers are decreasing. They fear a world where intellect stares bigotry and prejudice in the face and doesn’t blink. They’re scared the good-ole-boy system of race-based locker-room myths will no longer apply to real life. They should be afraid of extinction. Yet, sometimes I still wonder if all those many years ago, Coach Quest was too hasty in accepting my jersey.

Nah — for in life as in sports, “You gotta bring it!”