Meredith March against Fear
Grenada, Greenwood, and Black Power
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As
you drive through Grenada's well paved, tree-shaded, streets past
red-brick homes and lush green lawns you know you are in Grenada's
white world. Grenada's Negro world exists on dusty dirt roads, with
small, weather-beaten "shotgun" shacks jam crammed side by
side into every available inch of land. Negroes still sit in the rear
of the four Greyhound busses that briefly pause each day at the bus
depot. White women work behind the desks and cash registers of
downtown Grenada, Negro women push the mops and scrub the floors. The
median income for Black families is $1401 (equal to about $10,700 in
2018) and the great majority of them eke out livings below the
federal poverty line. For whites the median income is around $4300
(equal to about $32,800 in 2018), comfortably above the poverty line.
Grenada
County has always been a segregation stronghold. Few Afro-Americans
are registered to vote, and fewer still dare cast ballots. Of 4300
eligible Blacks only 135 (3%) are registered while white registration
is almost 95%. Over the previous century there have been a number of
lynchings — four in one day in 1885. Blacks don't get "uppity"
in Grenada, not if they want to stay. There has never been any
significant Civil Rights Movement activity in the county, it was
considered too tough a nut to crack. The NAACP is moribund, Freedom
Summer did not touch Grenada, and an organizing effort by SNCC in
1965 was swiftly suppressed.
In
June of 1966 Grenada still lives as if it is 1886.Two years after
passage of the Civil Rights Act, every aspect of life, from lunch
counters to the public swimming pool to the school system still
remain completely segregated. Blacks are not permitted to enter or
use the library, nor can they obtain jobs at the federal Post Office
(Grenada 1).
Enter
the Meredith marchers against fear. One man, who worked for a
company that did repair work on Highway 51 near Grenada, said they
were told to stop work for three hours to let the marchers pass. That
says something about the size of the March, long before it reached
Jackson. He said he “was scared to death.” When asked why, he
said he was “scared those white folks were going to start
shooting.” He crystallized for me [his interviewer] the
magnitude of the risks the marchers were taking by exercising their
basic rights (Sibley 3).
Cleveland
Sellers of SNCC, interviewed by Eyes on the Prize in 1988,
emphasized the drawing power of Martin Luther King. Jr.
Ah,
one of the things that was happening along the way was that Black
folk would come out to see Martin King. They'd heard about him. They
had never seen him. Thought they would never, ever see him. And …
it was a good feeling. Because they came to touch the hem of the
garment. And I think in a lot of instances Martin was kind of
embarrassed by it. Because they would literally kiss his feet and
bring him something, a drink of water, an apple, an orange or
something. … They could not allow this opportunity to pass them
by. Martin Luther King was going to be walking down the street and
they would come from 20 and 30 and 40 and 50 miles away just to be
able to see him. And … there would be groups along the highways of
just sharecroppers and … poor people …And … there were a number
of Whites who would come out also to see Martin Luther King make that
pilgrimage down the highway (Interview 8).
Clapping
hands and singing loud, some 200 spirited marchers cross over the
Yalabousha River bridge. … The marchers swing left on to Pearl
Street and head downtown for the courthouse on the square. One of
them is 71 year-old Nannie Washburn in an old sunbonnet, a white
sharecropper's daughter from Georgia she had marched all the way from
Selma to Montgomery the previous year. Vincent Young, an
Afro-American bus driver from Brooklyn NY carries a "No Viet
Cong Ever Called Me Nigger" sign.
Grenada's
white power structure has adopted Batesville's strategy for handling
this emergency — make promises and provide no pretext or reason for
continued protest. See to it that these "outside" marchers
have no issues to demonstrate about and assume that local
Afro-Americans will "stay in their place." As City Manager
John McEachin explains to a reporter, "All we want is to get
these people through town and out of here. Good niggers don't want
anything to do with this march. And there are more good niggers than
sorry niggers."
McEachin's
plan fails. The response of Grenada's Afro-American community is
overwhelming, far more powerful than at any previous stop. A surge of
local Blacks — women, men, young, old — come off their porches
and pour out of their shanty shacks to join the march as it moves up
Pearl Street. So many that an amazed State Trooper estimates to a
reporter that, "About a mile of niggers" are marching up
towards the town square.
Meredith
Marchers and Grenadan Blacks rally on the square across from the
courthouse. Robert Green of SCLC places a little American flag on the
Confederate War Memorial, "We're tired of Confederate flags,"
he tells the crowd. "Give me the flag of the United States, the
flag of freedom!"
Green's
action infuriates the big crowd of white onlookers. To them, placing
an American flag on a Confederate memorial is a "desecration."
Up in Washington DC, Mississippi Senator James Eastland responds to
Green's audacity from the well of the Senate by asserting, "I
would not be surprised if Martin Luther King and these agitators next
desecrate the graves of Confederate soldiers and drag their remains
through the streets."
After
the rally, Afro-Americans line up at the courthouse to be registered
by four Afro-American registrars who have been temporarily hired by
the county. When the Civil Rights Act became law in 1964 the
courthouse toilets were relabeled from White and Colored to #1 and
#2, though, of course, any Colored person who dared use #1 would
quickly suffer the consequences. Now, grinning Black citizens make
use of #1 for the first time in their lives. White onlookers and
courthouse officials seethe in fury.
Later
that evening, Fannie Lou Hamer leads the mass meeting in freedom
songs and Dr. King tells them, "Now is the time to make real the
promises of democracy.” Afterwards, the weary Meredith marchers bed
down in the men's and women's tents that Grenada officials have
allowed them to set up on the playground of the Willie Wilson Colored
Elementary school as part of McEachin's plan to quietly ease the
march through Grenada without sparking unrest among local Blacks.
When the march continues on its way the following day, several
members of SCLC's field staff remain behind to continue the voter
registration drive and within a few days some 1300 Afro-Americans are
registered, many times the number of Black voters in the county
before the Meredith March arrived.
But
the Afro-American registrars are quickly fired and the little
American flag placed on the Confederate memorial is torn down by
enraged whites. The power structure immediately rescinds all of the
promises they had made in response to the march, including
desegregation of public facilities as required by the Civil Rights
Act — a law that clearly has not yet come to Grenada, Mississippi.
It's then discovered that more than 700 of those just registered at
the courthouse have been tricked. By some mysterious quirk of local
law, all residents of Grenada town have to be given a slip of paper
by the registrars at the courthouse which they then must take to the
City Hall so that they can vote in city elections. No one was given
those slips, or informed that they had to register twice, so they
have no vote in municipal elections.
The
SCLC organizers who remain behind continue efforts at voter
registration and begin helping local leaders build an ongoing
movement. But the reporters and TV cameras have followed the Meredith
March out of town and Grenada quickly reverts to type. Black SCLC
staff members are arrested for the crime of sitting in the "white"
section of the Grenada Theater. Police and sheriffs deputies return
to policies of intimidation and retaliation and newly registered
Afro-American voters are fired and evicted. But now that Grenada's
Black community has tasted freedom they're determined not to back
down. In a well-attended mass meeting they vote to form the Grenada
County Freedom Movement and affiliate with SCLC. For the following
five months they mount one of the longest-sustained, most brutally
attacked, and consistently courageous direct action movements of the
1960s (Grenada 2-4).
Led
by Mrs. Hamer, the march leaves Grenada on Wednesday morning. But
instead of continuing south down Highway-51 as Meredith had
originally planned, it swings west towards Greenwood and the
Mississippi Delta. The Delta is the state's Afro-American heartland
and most of its counties and towns have Black majorities. South of
Grenada, Highway-51 skirts the Delta to the east, traversing sparsely
populated hill country. SNCC wants the march to cross the Delta
counties where they have been organizing since 1962. CORE prefers
that the route remain on Highway-51 which will bring it through
Madison County and the town of Canton which has long been the center
of their work.
SCLC's
priority is for the march to reach Jackson as quickly as possible
where they hope a massive protest rally will spur passage of the new
civil rights bill which is facing stiff opposition in Congress. SCLC
is also footing the largest portion of march expenses, though like
SNCC and CORE they are essentially broke. White-owned businesses
won't extend credit to CORE or SNCC, but some will sell or rent to
SCLC on credit. Or, more accurately, they'll extend credit to Martin
Luther King because they trust him to make sure they'll eventually
get paid. Costs for truck and tent rentals, food, gas, and phone
bills are mounting higher every day and a longer march means more
debt that SCLC will have to pay off. Yet to the dismay of some on
SCLC's Executive Staff, King agrees to extend the march through the
Delta and then return to Highway-51 through Madison County where CORE
has its base.
Greenwood,
Mississippi, population 20,000, is the seat of Leflore County,
population 47,000 in 1960. The town is roughly half Black, half
white, but in the county Afro-Americans outnumber whites by almost
two to one.
Greenwood
is home to some of the most ruthless racists in the Deep South, one
of whom is Byron de la Beckwith, who assassinated Medgar Evers in
1963. There's a plaque in the police commissioner's office honoring
"Tiger," a police attack-dog who savaged Afro-American men,
women, and children who were peacefully marching for voting rights
three years earlier. "We killed two-month-old Indian babies to
take this country, and they want to give it away to the niggers,"
commented one local white segregationist at the time.
Greenwood
and Leflore County are the heartland of "King Cotton"
country. Some 800,000 bales pass through Greenwood each year. From
time immemorial the plantations have been worked by Afro-American
hand-labor — first as slaves and then as sharecroppers, tenant
farmers, and day-laborers precariously surviving conditions not that
different from what was endured by their slave ancestors. Now with
the rise of the Freedom Movement, the White Citizens Council has been
working with landowners to replace Black field-hands with machines so
they can be evicted. For Mississippi's white power-structure the new
strategy is "Negro-removal" — driving Afro-Americans out
before they become a voting majority.
…
By
1966, an estimated two-thirds of the Delta's former cotton labor
force is now unemployed. Afro-Americans who remain in the area endure
grinding poverty and unyielding oppression. According to the 1960
Census, annual median income for rural Blacks in the Delta is $452
(equal to $3,500 in 2018). The cracks in their wood plank "shotgun
shacks" are patched with cardboard and old license plates. Few
of them have any form of plumbing or running water. Their children
suffer from malnutrition and lack of health care. They barely survive
on the surplus "commodity" food supplies that the federal
government distributes — when it's not blocked by white
authorities.
…
It takes two days, Wednesday and Thursday, for the marchers to
cover the 40 mile stretch between Grenada and Greenwood. As the march
moves west into the Delta, teams of organizers guarded by the Deacons
travel the dusty back roads and the dirt streets of Black
communities, canvassing door to door in counties like Bolivar,
Coahoma, Leflore, Quitman, Sunflower, and Tallahatchie that SNCC
organizers and summer volunteers had worked in previous years.
“Up
to now many of these towns were too hot to touch. But the people are
moving with us now — and even those who don't register
this week are at least beginning to think about it for the first
time.” — Fannie Lou Hamer, SNCC/MFDP
…
In
Greenwood later that afternoon, the advance crew begins setting up
the tents on the grounds of Stone Street Elementary School which is
empty for summer vacation. In Grenada and Holcomb the march had been
allowed to use Colored schoolyards, but Greenwood's all-white school
board denies permission. Cops order the crew to leave.
Stokely
arrives and demands that they be allowed to use public land
maintained by Afro-American taxpayers. "We are the people and it
belongs to us," argue the activists. When they persist,
Carmichael along with Bruce Baines of CORE and Bob Smith of SNCC are
arrested and hauled off to jail. The march halts just inside the
Leflore County line a few miles north of Greenwood so that the
marchers can be quickly driven into town to reinforce the tent crew.
Vehicles hauling the marchers and their tents and supplies circle
through the Black community until they come to Broad Street Park
which is across the street from the charred rubble of what had once
been a SNCC office before the Klan torched it. They drive onto the
softball field and begin erecting the tents to cheers and approval of
a gathering crowd.
Gripping
their hardwood clubs, cops surround the park, but the crowd isn't
intimidated. George Raymond of CORE shouts, "I don't care what
the white people of Greenwood say, we're going to stay in this park
tonight." And Robert Green of SCLC asks the Black onlookers, "If
any of us have to go to jail we want all of Greenwood to go. Are you
with us?" People roar their approval. Tension builds as the camp
is set up while the police hover on the verge of violence. The white
power-structure backs down. They decide a violent confrontation and
costly mass arrests broadcast to the nation isn't in their interests.
Greenwood Chief of Police Curtis Larry suddenly becomes friendly and
cooperative and the three arrested at Stone Street School are
released on low bail.
Though
the tents are allowed and violence avoided (for now) the fundamental
issue remains unresolved — whites, and whites alone, determine how
public property and tax-supported resources are used or denied.
Afro-American taxpayers and Black leaders have no power or influence
though they are half the population in the city and two-thirds in the
county.
Meanwhile,
the field organizers canvassing door-to-door find the going hard.
Cops aggressively tail them to intimidate the local Afro-Americans
they meet with. Everyone knows how the information flows — from
police to White Citizen Council and thence to employers, landlords,
and businesses. Everyone knows that if they are seen talking to the
"freedom riders" they face loss of job and eviction. And
for those who own their own land or homes, there's termination of
phone, gas, electricity, and other necessities (Greenwood 1-3).
For
some time there's been discussion among SNCC staff on the march over
when (or whether) to publicly proclaim a call for "Black Power"
by using the slogan in front of the national press. Field organizer
Willie Ricks urges Stokely to "Drop it now" at the evening
rally in Broad Street Park. With Dr. King in Chicago, Stokely is the
last speaker after Floyd McKissick and local Movement leaders (Cry
1).
Carmichael
faced an agitated crowd of six hundred. "This is the 27th time I
have been arrested," he began, "and I ain't going to jail
no more!" He said Negroes should stay home from Vietnam and
fight for black power in Greenwood. "We want black power!"
he shouted five times, jabbing his forefinger downward in the air.
"That's right. That's what we want, black power. We don't have
to be ashamed of it. We have stayed here. We have begged the
president. We've begged the federal government-that's all we've been
doing, begging and begging. It's time we stand up and take over.
Every courthouse in Mississippi ought to be burned down tomorrow to
get rid of the dirt and the mess. From now on, when they ask you what
you want, you know what to tell 'em. What do you want?"
The
crowd shouted, "Black Power!" Willie Ricks sprang up to
help lead thunderous rounds of call and response: "What do you
want?" "Black Power" (Garrow 6).
Cleveland Sellers of SNCC recalled:
When
Stokely moved forward to speak, the crowd greeted him with a huge
roar. He acknowledged his reception with a raised arm and clenched
fist. Realizing that he was in his element, Stokely let it all hang
out. "This is the 27th time I have been arrested — and
I ain't going to jail no more!" The crowd exploded into cheers
and clapping. "The only way we gonna stop them white men from
whuppin' us is to take over. We been saying "freedom" for
six years and we ain't got nothin.' What we gonna start saying now is
Black Power!" The crowd was right with him. They picked up his
thoughts immediately. "BLACK POWER!" they roared in unison.
Jumping to the platform with Stokely, ["Willie Ricks] yelled
to crowd,
"What do you want?" "BLACK POWER!"
"What do you want?" "BLACK POWER!"
"What do you want?"
"BLACK POWER!! BLACK POWER!!! BLACK POWER!!"
"What do you want?" "BLACK POWER!"
"What do you want?" "BLACK POWER!"
"What do you want?"
"BLACK POWER!! BLACK POWER!!! BLACK POWER!!"
CORE’s Floyd McKissick had this to say about the expression:
…
it is a drive to mobilize the Black communities of this country in
a monumental effort to remove the basic causes of alienation,
frustration, despair, low self-esteem and hopelessness. ...
I think it scared people because they did not understand, they
could not subtract violence from power. They could only see power as
having a violent instrument accompanying it. In the last analysis, it
was a question of how Black Power would be defined. And it was never
really defined. …
Among local Afro-Americans, reaction to the call for Black Power
is immediate, powerful, and overwhelmingly positive. The reaction
from Freedom Movement activists and out-of-state marchers is more
mixed …
…
Some Blacks, including some of the northern Afro-Americans who had
come down to participate in the march, interpret "Black Power"
less as a matter of political and economic power and in varying
degrees more as an endorsement of nationalism or separatism, as a
rejection of integration as a goal, as a rejection of any cooperation
or even friendship with white supporters, as a repudiation of
tactical nonviolence, and as a call for retaliatory violence against
whites and "burn baby burn" urban uprisings.
Some, though not all, of the white marchers experience the "Black
Power" cry as hostile to them personally. A white activist
[David Dawley] who had come down from Michigan to join the
march later recalled:
“Everyone
together was thundering, ‘Black Power, Black Power.’ And that was
chilling. That was frightening. ... Suddenly I felt threatened. It
seemed like a division between black and white. It seemed like a hit
on well-intentioned northern whites like me, that the message from
Willie Ricks was ‘Go home, white boy, we don't need you.’ Around
the tents [later that day] after listening to Willie Ricks, the
atmosphere was clearly different. There was a surface of more anger
and more hostility. There was a release of more hostility toward
whites. Suddenly, I was a ‘honky,’ not ‘David.’"
Outside
of Mississippi, many prominent Afro-Americans fiercely condemn the
Black Power slogan. At the NAACP's national convention in Los
Angeles, Roy Wilkins condemns it as "...the father of
hatred and the mother of violence." Whitney Young of the
Urban League concurs, claiming that Black Power is
"...indistinguishable from the bigotry of [Senators]
Bilbo, Talmadge, and Eastland. Most elected Afro-American
officials and the most important Black religious leaders in the North
echo similar anti-Black Power sentiments.
Martin
Luther King, Jr. eventually defined Black Power as “a call to black
people to amass the political and economic strength to achieve their
legitimate goals. … Black Power is also a call for the pooling of
black financial resources to achieve economic security. If Black
Power means the development of this kind of strength within the Negro
community, then it is a quest for basic, necessary, legitimate
power.”
For
people who had been crushed so long by white power and who had been
taught that black was degrading, ["Black Power"] had a
ready appeal. Immediately, however, I had reservations about its use.
I had the deep feeling that it was an unfortunate choice of words for
a slogan. Moreover, I saw it bringing about division within the ranks
of the marchers. For a day or two there was fierce competition
between those who were wedded to the Black Power slogan and those
wedded to Freedom Now. Speakers on each side sought desperately to
get the crowds to chant their slogan the loudest. ... We must use
every constructive means to amass economic and political power. This
is the kind of legitimate power we need. We must work to build racial
pride and refute the notion that black is evil and ugly. But this
must come through a program, not merely though a slogan (Cry
2-4).
The following day, Friday the 17th, there's large
voter-registration march and rally led by Dr. King and Stokely. More
than 600 people march from the Broad Street Park encampment to the
Leflore County Courthouse — a gray stone building in the
classic southern mode with magnolia trees, emerald lawn, and
elaborate Confederate monument. A line of cops confine the marchers
to the sidewalk, forbidding them the lawn on which stands their
sacred altar to slain slaveholders. The white power- structure, white
voters, and white lawmen are all grimly determined to protect their
memorial from "desecration" by any American flag or
"defilement" by the touch of Black hands as had occurred so
recently in Grenada. Of course, Black hands touch the monument all
the time, Afro- Americans do the menial work of regularly cleaning
it, but their labor is in service to white-supremacy rather than in
defiance of it.
Dr. King insists on the Black community's right to hold a rally
and after a brief confrontation it's held on the courthouse steps
while the police continue to guard the statue. County officials
refuse to register any Afro-American voters — that office
is "closed" — but 40 new voters are added to
the rolls by federal registrars working out of the U.S. Post Office
under the Voting Rights Act. King then drives over to Winona, the
seat of Montgomery County for a previously scheduled registration
rally where close to 100 new voters are registered.
Meanwhile, 150 or so marchers head west from Greenwood on US-82.
Hostile whites waving Confederate battle flags and singing KKK songs
harass them as they march. Byron de la Beckwith, the self-proclaimed
assassin of Medgar Evers, drives slowly past the line of marchers so
that all can see him. None of the marchers are intimidated but some
have to be restrained from attacking his car and thereby giving the
cops an excuse to assault the march.
As evening falls, the marcher halt at the junction with State
Route 7 leading south to Itta Bena, home of Mississippi Valley State
College (today, University), a segregated Black college. They had
intended to camp on its grounds, but the president is beholden to the
white power structure for both his budget and his position so he
denies permission to use the campus.
A sharp and acrimonious debate erupts among the marchers over how
to respond. The most militant demand bold defiance, forcing a
confrontation with the cops and troopers over the right to use public
property that Black taxes paid for. Others oppose provoking a violent
battle with lawmen that cannot possibly be won — a fight
that will result in injuries and arrests at a time when there are no
funds to bail large numbers of marchers out of jail. Local movement
leaders argue that bloodied heads and prison terms for trespass on
college property will reinforce fear and intimidation among Afro-
Americans rather than achieving the "against fear" goal of
the march. It's decided to ferry people back to Greenwood and camp
there once again for the night (Marching 1).
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