Appendix - Matrix - Michigan State University
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for five bucks?" I asked the shot-to-hell young adults I<br />
grew up with. "What else is it good for?" they replied.<br />
If the weapons at their command aren't used in behalf of<br />
those left behind-it begins to occur to many athletes-how<br />
do they go on living with themselves? We have an avenue<br />
of power open to us: the most interracially significant<br />
gathering of peoples short of the U.N. If the most mobile<br />
minority in the public eye-Afro-American dashmen, leapers,<br />
musclemen, etc.--can arouse continuing worldwide<br />
publicity by not moving at all, at least the ditch-water drinkers<br />
will be remembered. Possibly the gain will be larger.<br />
Until now, foreign interest in U.S. bigotry has been scattered<br />
and blurred, but when the Olympic Games walk-out first<br />
was announced, it rated Page One space in London, Paris,<br />
Tokyo, Rome. France's top sports periodical, L'Equipe, saw<br />
it as "the revolution incredible." The London Daily Times'<br />
Neil Allen wrote, "As we diagnose it, you are hitting at the<br />
middleclass America, the social force most perpetuating<br />
racism-telling it that no longer can sport be excluded from<br />
goals of assimilation." Japan's Sports Federation chief Tetsuo<br />
Ohba expressed surprise "at the depth of your racial<br />
problem," pointedly adding, "The Negro super-stars made<br />
the Games worth seeing." As the national boycott leader,<br />
I have received dozens of why?-type inquiries from Europe,<br />
Asia, and Africa.<br />
Focus of attention in this direction, abroad, actually began<br />
nearly two years ago when Muhammad Ali's world<br />
heavyweight title was lifted. U.S. black fight champs have<br />
been castrated before-in 1913, for instance, when Jack<br />
Johnson was forced into exile by white supremacists. Johnson<br />
was the classic, tragic loser. But the modern spotlight<br />
has caused the plight of one who believes that war is evil<br />
and who stuck with his belief to be well-noted. Ali's treatment<br />
stunned black multitudes everywhere. To us, he wasis-a<br />
god. Demands that we appear in the Olympics, when<br />
placed alongside Ali's case, are revealed for what they are,<br />
especially when based on the pitch that our youngsters are<br />
missing the chance of a lifetime-the glory of being part of<br />
a world-championship show. Ali, as Cassius Clay, won an<br />
Olympic gold medal in 1960. Swell, baby. "Trust no Future,<br />
howe'er pleasant," as Longfellow said.<br />
The Revolt of the Black Athlete' 74<br />
Another form of distortion of sportsmanship in which<br />
we are deeply involved is the class struggle heightened by<br />
Olympic medal-fever (outscore the Russians, show our superiority<br />
by use of complicated point tabulations). At the<br />
1964 Tokyo-held games the U.S. won 20 gold medals in<br />
track-and-field, nine of them contributed by blacks. In<br />
Mexico City, without our help, vicarious patriotism no<br />
doubt will suffer. But what happens to the national point<br />
total concerns us not at all; we say, only, if Olympic zealots<br />
think white, then let them go to the starting line white. If<br />
all our past heroes of the Games, their medals jangling, paraded<br />
into Washington, Detroit, or Cleveland, and confronted<br />
riot squads, all their speed wouldn't enable them to<br />
outrun bayonets and bullets. The sole factor separating a<br />
Tommie Smith, Ralph Boston, or John Carlos from becoming<br />
an ambushed Rev. Reeb or Medgar Evers is that they've<br />
been on no firing lines. Beyond the win-or-Iose motivation<br />
there exists another intimate-and overlooked--concern of<br />
our membership.<br />
Since the time of Jesse Owens it has been presumed that<br />
any poor but rugged youngster who was able to jump racial<br />
fences into a college haven was happy all day long. Hethe<br />
All-American, the subsidized, semiprofessional racerwas<br />
fortunate. Mostly, this is a myth. In 1960, for example,<br />
I was recruited by San Jose <strong>State</strong> College, a prominent<br />
"track school." Fine things were promised. "You'll be accepted<br />
here," the head coach and deans assured me. It developed<br />
that of 16 campus fraternities (as Greek in name as<br />
Plato, who revered the democracy of the Olympic Games)<br />
not one would pledge Harry Edwards (or anyone of color).<br />
The better restaurants were out of bounds and social activity<br />
was nil-I was invited nowhere outside "blood"<br />
circles. Leaving California, I spent two years acquiring a<br />
Master's degree at Cornell <strong>University</strong>. Returning to San Jose<br />
<strong>State</strong> as a teacher, I knocked on door after door bearing<br />
"vacancy" signs, but Mr. Charley was so sorry-the rental<br />
room suddenly wasn't available. The end-Up: a cold cementfloor<br />
garage, costing $75 a month. Not long later I came to<br />
know Tommie Smith, whose 0: 19.5 is the world 220-yard<br />
record and whom this same state college uses to impress<br />
and procure other speedsters and footballers of his race.<br />
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