| Internet Modern History Sourcebook           Frederick Douglass:  The Hypocrisy of American Slavery, 
            July 4, 1852          
           
 Frederick Douglass (1817-1895), born a slave in Maryland, became
            the best known Black American leader of the 19th century. The
            first half of his life, after his escape from slavery in 1838,
            was spent in the abolition movement. Later he served in a number
            of positions, inlcuding US ambassador to Haiti. His 1845 autobiography, The Narrative of the Life of Frederick
            Douglass: an American Slave was a major influence on debate,
              although to escape re-enslavement, Douglass had to leave the US
              to seek refuge in England. With financial help from English Quakers,
              Douglass purchased his own freedom from his former owners and
              returned in 1847 as a free man.  From Rochester, New York, he
              published the abolitionist paper The North Star, and  helped
                escaped into Canada.  In 1852, , invited to give  speech in Rochester, Douglass delivered
                  the following indictment of a a nation celebrating freedom and
            independence, while keeping slaves.  
 Fellow citizens, pardon me, and allow me to ask, why am I called
            upon to speak here today? What have I or those I represent to
            do with your national independence? Are the great principles of
            political freedom and of natural justice, embodied in that Declaration
            of Independence, extended to us? And am I, therefore, called upon
            to bring our humble offering to the national altar, and to confess
            the benefits, and express devout gratitude for the blessings resulting
            from your independence to us?   Would to God, both for your sakes and ours, that an affirmative
            answer could be truthfully returned to these questions. Then would
            my task be light, and my burden easy and delightful. For who is
            there so cold that a nation's sympathy could not warm him? Who
            so obdurate and dead to the claims of gratitude, that would not
            thankfully acknowledge such priceless benefits? Who so stolid
            and selfish that would not give his voice to swell the hallelujahs
            of a nation's jubilee, when the chains of servitude had been torn
            from his limbs? I am not that man. In a case like that, the dumb
            might eloquently speak, and the "lame man leap as an hart."               But such is not the state of the case. I say it with a sad sense
              of disparity between us. I am not included within the pale of
              this glorious anniversary! Your high independence only reveals
              the immeasurable distance between us. The blessings in which you
              this day rejoice are not enjoyed in common. The rich inheritance
              of justice, liberty, prosperity, and independence bequeathed by
              your fathers is shared by you, not by me. The sunlight that brought
              life and healing to you has brought stripes and death to me. This
              Fourth of July is yours, not mine. You may rejoice, I must
              mourn. To drag a man in fetters into the grand illuminated temple
              of liberty, and call upon him to join you in joyous anthems, were
              inhuman mockery and sacrilegious irony. Do you mean, citizens,
              to mock me, by asking me to speak today? If so, there is a parallel
              to your conduct. And let me warn you, that it is dangerous to
              copy the example of a nation (Babylon) whose crimes, towering
              up to heaven, were thrown down by the breath of the Almighty,
            burying that nation in irrecoverable ruin.             Fellow citizens, above your national, tumultuous joy, I hear the
              mournful wail of millions, whose chains, heavy and grievous yesterday,
              are today rendered more intolerable by the jubilant shouts that
              reach them. If I do forget, if I do not remember those bleeding
              children of sorrow this day, "may my right hand forget her
            cunning, and may my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth!"              To forget them, to pass lightly over their wrongs and to chime
            in with the popular theme would be treason most scandalous and
            shocking, and would make me a reproach before God and the world.   My subject, then, fellow citizens, is "American Slavery."
            I shall see this day and its popular characteristics from the
            slave's point of view. Standing here, identified with the American
            bondman, making his wrongs mine, I do not hesitate to declare,
            with all my soul, that the character and conduct of this nation
            never looked blacker to me than on this Fourth of July.              Whether we turn to the declarations of the past, or to the professions
            of the present, the conduct of the nation seems equally hideous
            and revolting. America is false to the past, false to the present,
            and solemnly binds herself to be false to the future. Standing
            with God and the crushed and bleeding slave on this occasion,
            I will, in the name of humanity, which is outraged, in the name
            of liberty, which is fettered, in the name of the Constitution
            and the Bible, which are disregarded and trampled upon, dare to
            call in question and to denounce, with all the emphasis I can
            command, everything that serves to perpetuate slavery -- the great
            sin and shame of America! "I will not equivocate - I will
            not excuse." I will use the severest language I can command,
            and yet not one word shall escape me that any man, whose judgment
            is not blinded by prejudice, or who is not at heart a slave-holder,
            shall not confess to be right and just.              But I fancy I hear some of my audience say it is just in this
              circumstance that you and your brother Abolitionists fail to make
              a favorable impression on the public mind. Would you argue more
              and denounce less, would you persuade more and rebuke less, your
              cause would be much more likely to succeed. But, I submit, where
              all is plain there is nothing to be argued. What point in the
              anti-slavery creed would you have me argue? On what branch of
              the subject do the people of this country need light? Must I undertake
              to prove that the slave is a man? That point is conceded already.
              Nobody doubts it. The slave-holders themselves acknowledge it
              in the enactment of laws for their government. They acknowledge
              it when they punish disobedience on the part of the slave. There
              are seventy-two crimes in the State of Virginia, which, if committed
              by a black man (no matter how ignorant he be), subject him to
              the punishment of death; while only two of these same crimes will
              subject a white man to like punishment.  What is this but the acknowledgment that the slave is a moral,
              intellectual, and responsible being? The manhood of the slave
              is conceded. It is admitted in the fact that Southern statute
              books are covered with enactments, forbidding, under severe fines
              and penalties, the teaching of the slave to read and write. When
              you can point to any such laws in reference to the beasts of the
              field, then I may consent to argue the manhood of the slave. When
              the dogs in your streets, when the fowls of the air, when the
              cattle on your hills, when the fish of the sea, and the reptiles
              that crawl, shall be unable to distinguish the slave from a brute,
              then I will argue with you that the slave is a man!  For the present it is enough to affirm the equal manhood of the
              Negro race. Is it not astonishing that, while we are plowing,
              planting, and reaping, using all kinds of mechanical tools, erecting
              houses, constructing bridges, building ships, working in metals
              of brass, iron, copper, silver, and gold; that while we are reading,
              writing, and ciphering, acting as clerks, merchants, and secretaries,
              having among us lawyers, doctors, ministers, poets, authors, editors,
              orators, and teachers; that we are engaged in all the enterprises
              common to other men -- digging gold in California, capturing the
              whale in the Pacific, feeding sheep and cattle on the hillside,
              living, moving, acting, thinking, planning, living in families
              as husbands, wives, and children, and above all, confessing and
              worshipping the Christian God, and looking hopefully for life
              and immortality beyond the grave -- we are called upon to prove
              that we are men?  Would you have me argue that man is entitled to liberty? That
              he is the rightful owner of his own body? You have already declared
              it. Must I argue the wrongfulness of slavery? Is that a question
              for republicans? Is it to be settled by the rules of logic and
              argumentation, as a matter beset with great difficulty, involving
              a doubtful application of the principle of justice, hard to understand?
              How should I look today in the presence of Americans, dividing
              and subdividing a discourse, to show that men have a natural right
              to freedom, speaking of it relatively and positively, negatively
              and affirmatively? To do so would be to make myself ridiculous,
              and to offer an insult to your understanding. There is not a man
              beneath the canopy of heaven who does not know that slavery is
              wrong for him.  What! Am I to argue that it is wrong to make men brutes, to rob
              them of their liberty, to work them without wages, to keep them
              ignorant of their relations to their fellow men, to beat them
              with sticks, to flay their flesh with the lash, to load their
              limbs with irons, to hunt them with dogs, to sell them at auction,
              to sunder their families, to knock out their teeth, to burn their
              flesh, to starve them into obedience and submission to their masters?
              Must I argue that a system thus marked with blood and stained
              with pollution is wrong? No - I will not. I have better employment
              for my time and strength than such arguments would imply.  What, then, remains to be argued? Is it that slavery is not divine;
              that God did not establish it; that our doctors of divinity are
              mistaken? There is blasphemy in the thought. That which is inhuman
              cannot be divine. Who can reason on such a proposition? They that
              can, may - I cannot. The time for such argument is past.  At a time like this, scorching irony, not convincing argument,
              is needed. Oh! had I the ability, and could I reach the nation's
              ear, I would today pour out a fiery stream of biting ridicule,
              blasting reproach, withering sarcasm, and stern rebuke. For it
              is not light that is needed, but fire; it is not the gentle shower,
              but thunder. We need the storm, the whirlwind, and the earthquake.
              The feeling of the nation must be quickened; the conscience of
              the nation must be roused; the propriety of the nation must be
              startled; the hypocrisy of the nation must be exposed; and its
              crimes against God and man must be denounced.   What to the American slave is your Fourth of July? I answer, a
              day that reveals to him more than all other days of the year,
              the gross injustice and cruelty to which he is the constant victim.
              To him your celebration is a sham; your boasted liberty an unholy
              license; your national greatness, swelling vanity; your sounds
              of rejoicing are empty and heartless; your shouts of liberty and
              equality, hollow mock; your prayers and hymns, your sermons and
              thanksgivings, with all your religious parade and solemnity, are
              to him mere bombast, fraud, deception, impiety, and hypocrisy
              - a thin veil to cover up crimes which would disgrace a nation
              of savages. There is not a nation of the earth guilty of practices
              more shocking and bloody than are the people of these United States
            at this very hour.  Go search where you will, roam through all the monarchies and
              despotisms of the Old World, travel through South America, search
              out every abuse and when you have found the last, lay your facts
              by the side of the everyday practices of this nation, and you
              will say with me that, for revolting barbarity and shameless hypocrisy,
              America reigns without a rival.
             Frederick Douglass - July 4, 1852
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