A Second Look at Uncle Barack

Following an investigation of my own thoughts, and urged on by comments, I looked into the concept of Uncle Tom a little more and found an article on the Huffington Post that everybody should read.  This was written after a German magazine ran a picture of the White House and referred to it as Uncle Barack's Cottage.  So I'll eat my words on the Uncle Tom references, but I"ll leave the article up for information purposes.   If this were true, Barack would not be an Uncle Tom, but would be more accurately described as Richard Nixon, hopeless groping along grasping at straws and relying on Henry Kissinger for advice:

"But not everyone saw the humor in Die Tageszeitung's headline. Many bristled that a racial slur was being applied to Obama. "Uncle Tom," they pointed out, had become an epithet for Negroes who abased themselves to placate their white masters.

But how did this slur come about? A few years ago, I re-read Uncle Tom's Cabin and was mystified that "Uncle Tom" had become a synonym for black self loathing. In the novel, Tom is a Christ-like figure, noble, humble and generous, who's beloved by whites and blacks alike. He sacrifices his own life to prevent other slaves from suffering.

When Tom learns that his master plans to sell him to a slave trader to pay off the master's debts, Tom refuses to run away, knowing that if he does, other slaves will be torn apart from their wives and children and sold down the river.

While Tom is being transported south on a river boat, he risks his life to save a white girl, Little Eva, from drowning. Later, when sold to a vicious plantation owner, Simon Legree, Tom refuses to whip other slaves, gives them comfort and encourages them to escape. When Tom refuses to tell Legree where the runaways have gone, Legree has Tom whipped and flayed to death. As he dies, Tom forgives his torturers. His saintliness and humanness inspire other southerners to free their slaves.

If you haven't read the book or don't remember it, I recommend you check it out. I listened to it on tape while driving through North Carolina, enjoyed it deeply, and was so moved by the love between Tom and the dying Little Eva that I found myself weeping and losing my way on the road. It's time, I think, to resurrect the true character of Uncle Tom and bury the stereotype. And take pride that Obama is seeking to make the White House his "cabin."

I welcome your comments.