By its latest shameful
edict supporting bans against affirmative action, the Roberts Court proved again
the truth of what Justice Sotomayor declared in powerful dissent: race matters!
The decision also showed that courts matter: they change lives.
A graphic in the
New York Times (4/22/2014) shows that
in states that have banned affirmative action, the gap between the percentage
of black and Hispanic residents of college age and the those admitted to
the main state universities has swelled. The gap is most dramatic in California
for Hispanic youth. Worse still, the percentage of black freshmen at UC
Berkeley is 2%, and at UCLA it’s 3%.
Read that not as
“statistics”, but as dreams deferred, young lives discounted. Anyone who has ever
been involved in college admissions knows outstanding doctors and others in worthwhile
careers who would never have had a chance without affirmative action: conscious
efforts to counter the crushing inequality of opportunity imposed by racism.
Nor would we have Supreme Court Justice Sotomayer. (That goes for Justice
Thomas as well, although he needed a full court press by a GOP establishment that
exploits racism as a cornerstone of its political strategy.)
The Roberts
Court has set me to imagining what might have been if its present majority had
been around to decide cases from 1954 to 1969. I can’t help thinking how my
life, among countless others, might have turned out very differently. These
were years in which major decisions advanced civil rights in education and
voting, and in striking down Jim Crow laws. These were years in which many
outrages rampant under “McCarthyism” were declared unconstitutional or checked
by the Supreme Court. Of course the vital force that propelled positive actions
by the federal courts (and the Executive branch) was grass roots struggle, with
much courage and sacrifice.
In the rebound
from McCarthyism starting in 1954, the federal courts gutted the Smith Act, two
McCarran Acts, and the “loyalty oaths” that were imposed on academia and the
teaching profession. Overruled were government demands for membership lists of
organizations deemed “subversive” as well as the denial of passports to critics
of US policies. By the time the
unconstitutional witch hunts were overturned, step by step over more than a
decade, dozens had served long prison terms, some were crippled and even killed
in prison, thousands were barred or forced out of jobs, and inquisitions run by
racist dominated “Un-American” committees had invaded every corner of American
life.
To make it
personal, I was cited under the McCarran Internal Security Act in 1954 and
denied an academic position at the State University of New York in 1964 because
of the terms of the Feinberg “loyalty” law. If the McCarran Act had been upheld,
I would have been ordered to turn over the membership lists of the Labor Youth
League. When (not if) I refused, the penalty by law was 5 years in jail and
$5,000 fine for each day of refusal to comply! Justice Scalia, who enjoys a
joke, would have found that hilarious.
Courts change
lives. The Roberts Court has slammed its door on on the aspirations of
America’s young people of color for equality of opportunity.
Sadly, the
Supreme Court is currently the most functional branch of the federal
government. This is not the first
time in our history that it has endorsed racial oppression. But the Roberts
Court can be reigned in if the forces of political climate change are
progressive and determined — that may be suggested by the inability of the
Roberts majority to stem the tide of Gay Rights. Sooner rather than later, a
prime democratic objective has to be to override the Roberts majority’s
contempt for democracy and the people who constitute Romney’s 47% (or should
that be 99%?).
It’s far from easy, but the Court has to be changed for the better in
the next several years, or it will continue changing lives for the worse.
In 1955 I was a student at the California School of Fine Arts (now the SF Art Institute) and the loyalty oath was administered to our teachers, most of whom refused to sign and walked out. We had been blessed with a North Beach poet for an English teacher and wonderfully educated and qualified professors who had inspired us to see, learn, and live art. They were replaced by such jokes as a new director with a short haircut, a short fuse, and a skinny tie.
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