Rewriting History

     It starts small.  It starts with something that doesn't matter to most people.

     The Trump administration removed all mentions of transgender anything from the Stonewall National Monument, which is pretty weird since drag queens were among the most enthusiastic rioters after police raided the Mafia-run gay bar.  --But it's also weird because unless you're a member of the LGBTQ+ community or a student of political uprisings, the Stonewall Riots are a single line in a high school history book, if that.  And the National Monument consists of short sections of a few city streets and a park smaller than most suburban driveways; you'd have to read the plaques to notice that the alphabet-soup designation had been replaced by "LGB."  Then a few months later, they removed all overt mentions of bisexual people (presumably so Suburban Mom and Dad, unlikely to visit Stonewall to begin with, won't have to explain "bisexual" to Junior and Sis). Most recently, they took down the rainbow flag that had flown over the park in one form or another since 2017.

     This is a National Monument that matters a lot to LGBTQ+ people and a little to history buffs interested in how the powerless push back against the powerful -- and hardly at all to anyone else.  Maybe twelve percent of the population at the outside.  Why even mess with it?

     How about a smaller group, with a more broadly-known history?  Per the U. S. Census, a bit less than two percent of the U.S. population are Native Americans.  People with a little Native ancestry but no meaningful cultural connection,* like me, might bulk that up by another two to five percent.  But just about all of us learned about Custer's Last Stand.

     The Trump administration is busy revamping historical displays at Little Big Horn, polishing the General's tarnished reputation and sweeping mention of broken treaties and Federal government bad faith onto the ash-pile.

     Or take some even more general history, the General in question also having been our first President: at the President's House Site in Philadelphia, there was signage describing the nine enslaved people of George Washington's household at that location, with additional information about Colonial and early American slavery.  There was.  It's been taken down.  It's a matter of historical fact that George Washington owned slaves, most via his marriage to Martha Custis, and what details we have are mixed.  He appears to have freed one small group by leaving them for a year and a day in a location where such "abandonment" amounted to manumission -- but he owned other people, fellow Americans, until the day he died.  You won't get any of that nuance in Philadelphia now, only silence.  They've been unpersoned.

     This is dictator stuff.  Most of the West was shocked by Winston Smith's job in 1984 -- but Stalin had been retconning Soviet and Russian history for decades when Orwell wrote the book.

     History can be ugly.  Messy.  Imprecise.  It is by turns tragic, amusing and embarrassing.  We tell children simple, uplifting stories about their forebears, and hope it will inspire them to do better -- but as we grow, we learn more and more of the real story, and the more complex lessons it teaches.  Sanitizing and simplifying U.S. history, sweeping awkwardness under the rug, pretending "those people" were never there, or only on the sidelines, is morally impoverishing.  You're not obliged to like all our history, or think every bit of it was a good idea -- but you damned well ought to know what happened, by whom, to whom.  We can, at least, know why people were there, what blew up at Haymarket and who was killed or injured, even if we can never know for certain who threw the bomb.  History, as accurate as we can get it, matters far more than vibes.
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* I've checked.  Apparently, liking butter beans and cornbread doesn't count.  Harsh but fair.