Tavis Smiley is hosting his ninth annual State of The Black Union Conference on Feb. 23 and Democratic presidential candidate Barack Obama has turned down an invitation with the same tact he's avoided attachments to Jesse Jackson, Al Sharpton, and the other Popes of Blackness. As I've said several times on the segment I moderate on NPR's Tell Me More, I've not made up my mind about Obama. But I like that he's his own man, with intents on being taken seriously. Tavis Smiley, purporting to get together with the Upper Tenths' finest and solve the problems of and set the agenda for an entire race of people, on the other hand, is not to be taken seriously under any circumstances. There is no "black union," for one thing. And Smiley's qualifications and motivations to call such a convocation are madd-lite, and not entirely altruistic, as these confabs often just produce more Smiley books for the "huddled masses."
It isn't that I have a plan so much better than Tavis'. No ma'am. I take care of mines and do what I can for my brothers and others. I just reject the rhetoric of people being paid just to be black—they are Race Brokers: Grievance Merchants and Professional Negroes who give white America the word from Darktown, so no one actually has to engage race relations in a constructive way. They put on nice suits, get in front of microphones and tell black people how to feel and when to feel it. They remind white folks that we are not a monolith, then reduce blacks with generalizations and best-guesses. Black pundits like Tavis want to encourage black folks to disconnect their critical mind, so they write handbooks and covenants, and do your thinking for you. They pretend to know more than the rest of us and sell you cue cards to remind you how to get your mind right. They motivate folks into marches and movements with lots of fire and outrage, and everyone has a t-shirt, but no one has the facts straight. Lots of burning outrage and book-selling. Not much else.
Michelle Obama offered to stand in for hubby, but Tavis waved her off. Wow. And when I read that Tavis says it's his duty as a commentator to call Obama himself on the black carpet so he can stand account, and I wondered how dude can even pee straight with that kind of swagger. But he better ask somebody: Obama doesn't need People anymore. He's got swagger of his own.
It's hard but it's fair.
Jimi Izrael is a writer and commentator living in Tallahassee, Florida.