Marks of the Messenger: Knowing, Living, and Speaking the Gospel by Mack Stiles

By Logan

122 Pages
Begun 01/19/2019, Finished 01/24/2019

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Mack Stiles has devoted a lot of time and energy to thoughtfully and graciously teaching other believers about evangelism and missions.  There are simultaneously a huge amount of resources devoted to these topics among Christians and also very few that are created with the mix of experience, theological clarity, and pastoral gentleness as Marks of the Messenger.  This is not a book on how to do evangelism in the pragmatic sense.  There are no formulas, patterns, or methodologies until a brief list in its last 8 pages.  Instead, the book is centered on helping Christians to understand that the foundation of healthy evangelism is a rich identity in Christ.

That premise takes Stiles and the reader through into two central obligations.  To do real, healthy evangelism, a Christian must be devoted to Christ’s gospel and they must be devoted to living the implications of that gospel out.  Those two ideas are simple, at a glance, but the impacts such living would have for life are robust.

First, no real evangelism is going to get off the ground without a real devotion to the good news that is being carried.  That devotion can’t be a mere affection, either, because if the only driving element of a person’s evangelism is a hope to bring people to Christ, they must do so on the terms of Christ.  This means abandoning self-obsessed methods that focus on pragmatic success, whether that be measured by claims of conversion, church attendance, or anything other than true faithfulness to Jesus.  It also calls every believer to become a student of gospel, to devote real time and energy to understanding the Bible and what it says Jesus has done for his people. Finally, healthy evangelism is devoted to guarding the gospel message, lest any false or deficient alternative divert the evangelist’s efforts.

While articulating these ideas in the first half of the book, he also devotes a lot of attention to clarifying what he means by the word, “gospel.”  The gospel is the good news that negates the horror of the bad news that all the world faces. God, the creator of the world, is also its judge. He is the ultimate perfection in every way, and this includes being resolute in justice.  He will not allow the guilty to go unpunished, which is terrible tidings for us, because we all have become guilty because we all have done things which are poignantly wrong to do. The result is that we could only spend this life looking forward to a wrath from God which got more dire and dreadful for every day’s sinning.  Yet God in his compassion came to Earth in the person of the Son, Jesus. He lived a perfect life and then bore the wrath deserved by humanity upon himself. The Father has declared the debt of all who are in Christ paid, which means the only thing left for humanity to do is to respond to Jesus’s payment in gratitude, repentance from sin, and faith.  By believing on Jesus, that he came as the very Son of God and died and was raised on the third day, one can be cleansed from the impurity of being an enemy of God and instead made his child.

To proclaim this good news, we must not only be faithful to it, but we must become students of it.  Stiles insists that no evangelist has any hope of true gospel proclamation without regular, deep attention being given to the Bible and doctrine.  Moreover, it becomes essential that this knowledge be used not only to proclaim ever bolder, more deep and meaningful messages of what Jesus has done, but also to preserve the gospel in the communities created by evangelism.  Otherwise, Stiles warns that it becomes difficult, maybe even impossible to create disciples-the ultimate goal of evangelism. Potentially worse, such lack of attention to the purity of the gospel in our church communities also threatens to distort the message proclaimed, as those who believe false gospels go on to preach alternatives to Jesus.  It is essential, then, to remain ever close to the centrality of Christ’s work on the cross, and not imagine that we have some substantive aid to add to our salvation or righteousness.

The second half of the book is devoted to the project of evangelism as a living out of the implications of the gospel.  Right living and giving true aid to a suffering world become indispensable aspects of the proclamation of the good news about Jesus, because on these are founded the credibility of the messenger and the visible demonstration of what the gospel means.

That established, Stiles is quick to add that these applications are only useful for evangelism, rather than other aspects of Christian life, when conversion to Jesus is understood rightly.  Conversion is, rather than a label change, a moment of radical change of one’s spiritual condition which requires understanding and genuine faith in the gospel. It manifests in a truly changed life.  Additionally, a healthy evangelist will understand that conversion is a work of God alone.

From these facts, Stiles draws out three more implications. He explains that Christians have freedom to be bold in their sharing about Jesus.  God is the one who accomplishes salvation, not the evangelist. Imperfect and earnest witness are superior to absent ones. It also becomes essential to distinguish between the love of God that the evangelist calls the world to and also what is often called love in that world.  God’s love is not sentimental, and while it is robustly kind, it is not nice and refuses to be trivialized. More, God’s love cannot be called universal or unconditional in the sense that it applies to all people in the same way. Rather, God’s love calls the loved one to the freedom of self-abandonment and living for Jesus.  Finally, the church is the chief carrier for the message of the gospel, because the community of the church is the true way in which the gospel is made visible for the world. A healthy evangelist must be committed and devoted to a local body of believers.

Stiles ends his book with a manifesto of sorts, which turns into a strong and succinct summary of his book.  It also provides practical aid to those who are stirred up to hoping and dreaming of evangelism because of what has come before.

Marks of the Messenger is something of a strange book.  It isn’t devoted to substituting your behaviors and strategies for the author’s.  Instead, it is a deeply pastoral book that is chiefly concerned with who the reader is and who they are becoming.  It doesn’t want to change superficial aspects of a person and then call the result an evangelist. Rather, it recognizes that an evangelist is simply a term we have for a person who is faithfully following after Christ and talking about it.  As a result, it takes a way a lot of the pressure that can build up in Christian circles to, “do,” evangelism.

That pressure gets replaced with something better.  Stiles’ vision for evangelism is a deeply compassionate and hopeful demonstration of the goodness of God to the world by a church that is deeply in love with Jesus.  Not only is this a deeply encouraging book for those who hope to please God and bring others to the same fount of joy which they drink from, but it is also a strong book for general spiritual formation and growth.  In its brief pages it sets up a the attentive reader to both grow in Christ and to gratefully proclaim him.

The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness by Michelle Alexander

By Logan

336 Pages; 109,056 Words
Begun 01/08/2019; Finished 01/16/2019

Racism is a topic that is difficult to talk about in America because the word has many definitions, and everyone is insistent that their definition is the only meaningful one.  Michelle Alexander begins The New Jim Crow with an acknowledgment that if by racism, one means conscious racially-motivated hatred or bias, then what she spends the rest of the book describing cannot be rightly called racist, for the most part.  Nevertheless, the systems of social control that she points to cannot be called less than a racial caste system, in which races of people have their approximate inferiority stamped on them at birth.

The system Alexander illumines is constructed of a few different elements, which in isolation appear potentially problematic, but probably harmless, like the individual bars of a birdcage.  Taken as a whole, however, they prevent all hope of escape for anyone contained inside it, unless the whole cage is destroyed. Rather than try to reproduce the elaborate statistical and criminological proofs that buttress her argument, allow me to briefly trace that argument here:

In the War on Drugs, police are given incredible leeway with regard to their discretion of who to interact with and investigate, and when.  Despite the supposed protections guaranteed by the Constitution in the fourth and fifth amendments, several rulings of the Supreme Court have given law enforcement officials broad powers to search a person for drugs without articulable reasons.  This combines with a broad but mistaken belief that Black people use and deal illicit drugs more often than other groups, despite all research showing that this isn’t true, to lead to heavy policing of Black people and neighborhoods and virtually no drug policing among most white people.

Further, a series of Supreme Court rulings have also given District Attorneys incredible power to decide who to prosecute and who to not.  Despite the fact that Black people are charged with drug crimes at higher rates than white people are, even when controlling for their disparate rates of arrest because of the broad discretion of police, there is legally no way to challenge these decisions on the basis of racial disparity because of SCOTUS rulings like McClesky v Kemp.  The power of District Attorneys also allow them to overcharge individuals with more crimes that can be proven against them and not inform defense attorneys of what evidence is had by the prosecution to incentivize people to confess to crimes they didn’t commit in plea deals.  With the drastically overtaxed public defender system of providing lawyers for the accused, this results in a colossal proportion of young Black men entering prison. Black people are jailed at five times the rate of white people today.

Black people often receive much harsher jail sentences for their crimes than white people who have committed comparable crimes (another aspect of the system of mass incarceration that is not presently legally challengeable based on race) because of mandatory sentencing laws passed by legislators who want to appear, “tough on crime.”  Michelle Alexander argues, however, that this is not the chief component of the system of racial control.

Once a Black person becomes labelled with the word, “felon,” they are subject to legalized discrimination in virtually every domain which is required to get ahead.  Housing, education, and employment are just some of the areas in which felons may be legally discriminated against, even if that felony was non-violent and unrelated to the matter at hand.  This has a broad range of implications. It means that a very large proportion of black people are subject to discrimination as bad or even worse than what was endured under Jim Crow.  It also is an intense source of shame for Black communities, meaning that unlike priors systems of racial social control that encouraged a type of solidarity over suffering, mass incarceration tears families and communities apart on an interpersonal, not only geographic and economic, level.  Finally, because law enforcement has thus become racialized, crime itself has been coded as Black. Alexander observes that there is an oddness to the phrase, “white crime,” because it is so rarely said, because whiteness and criminality are not largely associated in the public imagination. It is for this reason that several studies have shown, for instance, that white felons can have an easier time finding jobs in some areas than a Black person without any criminal record whatsoever.

Learning about this reality after finishing Edward Baptist’s The Half Has Never Been Told has been an interesting one.  It splits my heart between a kind of sorrow and a most particular kind of indignation.  On the one hand, everything regarding race and injustice in America’s history and the present moment are much, much worse than I had ever thought.  I have benefited from the harm inflicted on Black people, and it is heartbreaking to look at a huge section of my fellow humans and know that my ignorance and apathy has contributed to their burdens.  Yet I am also rather angry with every history teacher, television show, author, and everyone else that taught me the contours of these facts but did not put them into a proper constellation.

The depth of depravity represented by our current moment fixes my conviction more deeply than ever before in the deepest orthodoxies of the Christian religion.  No other truth on earth could compensate for the blood that is on our hands, but praise be to Christ who has taken my guilt that I can live a life devoted to learning the way of the LORD, which is righteousness and justice.  If it were otherwise, I would have to bury my head in shame, but I am not consigned to that.

There is a lot to learn, still.  I do not know what ally-ship looks like in the world of mass incarceration.  The material depth of this injustice surprises me and my prior ways of thinking are not adequate for it.  When racism was a matter of every momentary bias that people might have, of abstract privilege and access to the narrative of public discourse, it was easy to understand that being an ally for liberation meant allowing my voice in a place of privilege to be co-opted by those who were being ignored.  I could advocate among the privileged and be silent among the oppressed. Those may be still vital components of doing justice and loving mercy, but they don’t seem enough to address a problem that is dramatically not abstract. I have a lot of prayer and meditation and reading and question asking to do, however, before I know what this revelation calls for.The New Jim Crow is excellently written and worthy of being read by anyone who wants to take justice seriously.  I had the pleasure of enjoying Karen Chilton’s remarkable and, at times, chilling narration in the audiobook.  It is important for most people, especially white people, coming to this book, however, that it is written chiefly for a population of those on the front lines of civil rights advocacy, as as such has appeals and promptings which may not be directly relevant or intelligible to you.  With that exception, though, the book is easily approachable and its style is designed to educate, rather than inflame, though it has the power of content to do both.

Juliet Naked by Nick Hornby

By Tori

Audio: 9 hours.
Narrated by Bill Irwin, Ben Miles, and Jennifer Wiltsie.

Juliet, Naked


The first audiobook I ever finished by myself was Funny Girl  by Nick Hornby. I was captivated by the simple style yet fleshed-out characters. Surprised by how entertaining I found an audiobook for the first time, I rooted for the characters and felt satisfied by the end. So, as Logan and I have started challenging ourselves to read more this year, I felt that a good Nick Hornby audiobook would be the best start.

The premise for this novel starts with a fanboy. Duncan lives in a small English town and writes obsessively on a fansite about has-been rock star, Tucker Crowe. His girlfriend Annie enjoys Crowe’s music as well but nowhere close to Duncan’s obsessed level. Though Crowe has been absent for decades, a new CD comes out with an unedited version of his last album, Juliet. This “undressed” version of the album is called Juliet, Naked. Annie and Duncan disagree on the quality of this raw material; Duncan writes a glowing article on his site naming it the best Crowe album yet, and Annie writes her first post on the site to call the album evidence that art is a process and first drafts need editing. Later, she receives an email from Tucker Crowe himself, thanking her for the article, and…. well, you’ve seen the movie trailer, right? This is a romance.

And romances with celebrities are far-fetched, but I trusted Nick Hornby to deliver the same grounded characters he has before. Yet, these characters were so down-to-earth that we could’ve been six-feet-under. Tucker Crowe is a jobless, feckless, ex-alcoholic father of five children who’s womanizing ways faded with his stardom. Sure, he reads Dickens and has cleaned up his appearance to look “like an accountant,” but he seems to navigate relationships too listlessly and reluctantly to inspire admiration for the character. Relationships, however, are the primary context in which we experience him.

Annie, too, is not spared this lackluster realism. She dislikes her job, dislikes the small town where she lives, and dislikes her boyfriend of over-a-decade. She regrets her childlessness and blames Duncan for a lot of her state of being. When they break-up, she belittles him as a person so thoroughly and calmly that I grew unsympathetic towards her character. Duncan had cheated her on her, yes, but her dismissal was passionless and almost relieved. Without giving spoilers, I will say that her ending was, to me, lacking any satisfaction, for either of us. She does not seem to change, only become further dismissive of her life.

The movie (which I watched immediately after finishing the book) attempts to fix her character. She’s slightly more charming and actually acts on her desires at the end. She changes her life. But this isn’t faithful to the book. We don’t see Book Annie make any progress in her life except for firing her therapist, one she’s been trying to fire for years.

I grew up in a small town next to small towns. I know what it looks like to look around and see nothing changing, including yourself. Hornby portrays that suffocating stillness as the antagonist to both of these characters, but at the end of the novel, we are left in the same place. The antagonist defeats them. If this is meant to be a lesson on the dangers of fanboys and the public’s unrealistic fantasies concerning celebrities, good job. If he wanted to warn readers that you can’t change someone who won’t change themselves, got it.

I, like the characters, just wanted more.

The Politics of Resentment: Rural Consciousness in Wisconsin and the Rise of Scott Walker by Katherine J. Cramer

By Logan

285 Pages; 76,830
Begun 01/08/2018.  Finished 01/14/2018.

The Politics of Resentment: Rural Consciousness in Wisconsin and the Rise of Scott Walker by Katherine J. Cramer

Katherine Cramer’s The Politics of Resentment is her write-up of a years-spanning study of how place, social class, and political opinions intersect.  That intersection happens at “rural consciousness,” her term for a specific frame for understanding power and politics through a lens of the rural-urban divide.  She identifies as having a few components:

  • An understanding of rural people and urban people as very different in terms of values, knowledge, etc.
  • A belief that rural areas are routinely and systematically denied their fair share of resources and influence, and thus are very disadvantaged and even dying.
  • A frustration that urban powers regularly and routinely don’t listen to people in rural communities.
  • A belief that urban people do not work hard in the ways that rural people do.
  • Anticipation that urbanites disregard and look down on people from rural areas.
  • Resentment against urbanites for the injustices rural communities face.

The argument that this frame of understanding the world exists and is important for determining why people in rural communities choose the political positions and behaviors that they do develops from hundreds of listening sessions Cramer engaged in over years throughout dozens of Wisconsin communities.  She would enter into locations where regulars lingered and spoke to each other, introduce herself, explain what she was attempting to do, and then record how they spoke to her and each other about a range of issues.

The existence of rural consciousness is significant for a lot of reasons in Cramer’s analysis.  First, the connection between any given group consciousness (the Political Science term for ways of thinking that relate individual experiences strong with the experiences of a group, one usually perceived as marginalized and excluded) and resentment toward those who exclude and damage one’s group is inevitable.  Even though this book mostly devoted to developing Cramer’s idea of rural consciousness, it’s no mistake that resentment ends up on the main title while. The means by which rural consciousness prompts people to political action is primarily through resentment of the cities where they perceive their tax dollars unjustly go and who have more wealth despite having less work ethic.  This becomes especially important when Cramer spends time looking at the rhetoric of then-Wisconsin governor Scott Walker. Walker aimed his campaigns and rhetoric specifically at stoking these resentments.

Second, this resentment extends past the cities of Wisconsin into things that they associate with cities.  Public employees and institutions end up on that list. Cramer notes a special frustration with the department in Wisconsin that handles conservation and land because many participants perceived that its workers were paid by taxes on their money, earned by hard manual labor, and simultaneously told rural folk what to do, ignoring their understandings of their homes.  Resentment spread further than that, however, to a perception that all the goings-on in cities were funded by taxes on rural parts of their state, allowing public employees, a stand-in for all urbanites, to live better than people outside of cities while working less hard. Even in their own communities, public employees were the target of some animus because they were perceived as outsiders beholden to distant, urban interests and urban ways of seeing the world.  School teachers, university professors, and, secretaries were mentioned by name.

Third, this means that rural consciousness becomes for the people using it to make sense of the world, a kind of binary explanation of what’s wrong in their communities.  The break down works something like

rural folks like me = hard-working people = nonpublic employees=deserving

versus

urbanites = people not like me = people who don’t work hard = public employees= undeserving.

The consequences of this way of viewing the world shapes the way that those who use the frame understand and seek solutions to the problems in their communities.  Even though people in rural communities often benefit a lot from government aid programs, they overwhelmingly tend to prefer those who advocate for smaller government.  It’s typical to frame this as a kind of hapless ignorance, but Cramer insists that this is not only condescending, but a gross oversimplification. Rural consciousness is a tool for making sense of the world that highlights the ways rural citizens feel taken advantage of by systems.  If they think that systems of advantage and disadvantage skew away from them, imposing obligations on them that don’t make sense for where and how they live, then even if their communities are the beneficiaries of government programs, they aren’t interested in expanding what they see as government intrusion.

Finally, this suggests that the rural-urban divide isn’t the making of exploitative politicians, but created by the way that people in rural communities speak to each other about what they see in their day-to-day lives.  Politicians frequently are able to take advantage of the divisions that they find in the citizenry, but they aren’t the ones capable of creating that resentment. Scott Walker was able to persuade huge swaths of rural Wisconsinites to vote for him by appealing to their desire to, “take something away from those guys [public employees and urbanites],” as one of the participants put it.  Cramer argues that this is ultimately a hopeful thing, because it means that by learning to more actively listen to each other, resentments can be decreased and new, better ways forward can be acted upon.

Reading this book was a fascinating experience for two reasons.  It obviously serves as a potential lens through which to understand current political realities.  It also serves as a kind of explanation to me of my own background, coming from rural Kentucky, and moving to small metro areas for college and graduate school.

To read it in a post-Trump world made it appear almost prophetic about the 2016 Presidential election, but more than that, it served as a category that began to explain it in ways that I hadn’t found many people capable of.  A lot of observers have noted that the cruelty of many Trump administration policies is not a problem for a lot of Trump supporters.  I had always disregarded these explanations as more of the condescension toward conservative voters that had come up a lot in the months following the Trump election, but this book suggests an alternative.  If Trump’s election was fuelled by rural resentment for the urbanites, it would make sense of the maps of the election by county, where the divide between votes was largely demonstrated to be rural counties against urban ones.  It means voters weren’t primarily concerned with Hillary Clinton, per se, or with hurting liberals or minorities with a Trump election.  Instead, they were trying to get their communities fixed by backing an element unlike the liberal urban bureaucrats that had made a habit of earning their ire.

This also means that the moral consternation that many people expressed over Trump probably played a part, because consistently the ones who had those kinds of problems with the President were people that members of rural communities could identify solidly as, “not like me.”  Even when Evangelical leaders denounced Trump, they were the tailored suit-and-tie wearing, seminary leading, thought-piece producing kind of Evangelicals, not the rural pastors whose bivocationality included them solidly within the rural identity. The fact that urbanites tend to be more liberal and less religious than rural people are probably also allowed the irreligious and hardly traditionally conservative Trump to appear both uprightly Christian and Reagan-esque to people who only really knew him as the kind of person that the urban-elite “they,” didn’t like.

Cramer’s sympathetic but ultimately analytical take on rural mindsets also put me to thinking a lot about my home.  I grew up in Laurel County in Southeastern Kentucky, home to the Chicken Festival every September, 30 minutes away from the nearest place you could buy most grocery items.  London, the county seat of Laurel County, is broadly prosperous, housing two high schools, unusual for many counties in Appalachia, and adding new businesses every year. Nevertheless, reading the ways rural Wisconsinites talked about government, liberals, and people who sat behind desks, all ultimately symbols for city people, I was reminded of the conversations I’d overheard in my life between the old men who gather with my grandfather in the corner of the Burger King or the BP station north of the county most mornings.  The feelings of a small bit of prosperity being created only to be taken away to other places felt familiar. So did a deep, voiceless frustration that people like them simply weren’t being listened to in the big conversations in the country.

I wondered how peculiar I might have begun to appear to people in my home, having gone to Lexington, a small city of hundreds of thousands of people, to attend the University of Kentucky and then on to Louisville, the largest city in Kentucky, to attend Seminary.  But I’m a very different person since I left home. Some of those changes are a product of growing up, maturing, experience. I hope more are a product of God’s work of sanctification in my life as I’ve grown more familiar and in-love with the Bible and gained more affection for those around me.  Still, though, there’s no way that spending 7 years, nearly a third of my life, in environments so unlike the home of my family hasn’t changed my ways of thinking. I recall times that saying something I’d assumed to be largely innocuous garnered peculiar, curious looks. Not anger or contempt, but a kind of bafflement, as if I’d grown a second head.  Maybe to some of the people of my home, I had grown a second, urban head.

For making sense of current politics and social trends, The Politics of Resentment is a valuable work that will probably inspire a great deal of research in coming years.  It is, however, also a very readable, very human look at people in an attempt to understand not just what they do, the way a lot of social science research works, but rather why they do it.

The Half Has Never Been Told: Slavery and the Making of American Capitalism by Edward E. Baptist

By Logan

522 Pages; 156,552 Words
Begun 12/25/2018. Finished 01/07/2019

You don’t understand slavery in the American pre-Civil War South.  This is the central reality to which Edward E. Baptist draws his audience’s attention in The Half Has Never Been Told.  Some senses of this are metaphorical, in that no one can understand the specifically cruel pattern of torture and separation from others and oneself inflicted by slavery without actually experiencing it.  For the most part, however, it is true in the most basic sense. Baptist takes up the project of writing this robust history of American slavery with the specific goal of dispelling common white-washing misconceptions about the institution and its place in the grander development of American history.

Among these misconceptions are three chief, interwoven concerns: that slavery was a purely pre-modern institution that as a consequence was rigid and unadaptable to modern industry; that slavery was essentially already on its way out before the Civil War; that the true heroes and survivors among the enslaved were only the escapees and rebels.  In exposing the falsehood of these ideas, an altogether new picture of American slavery is created in its place, one in which a dynamic economy, dependent upon ever more efficiently harvested cotton, expanded American trade and territory to continually reap more and more profit for both the South and the rest of the Western world.

Baptist traces his argument along the narratives of slaves themselves, devoting earliest attention to the features of slavery that they themselves had found the most prominent feature of their stories.  The first chapter is focuses on the rise of large-scale forced movements of slaves that began in 1790 and lasted until the abolition of slavery. This undid the inability to create or protect longstanding attachments while bringing enslaved migrants into territories where the mode of slavery was very different than where slavery had existed in earlier years.  It also demonstrably fueled American expansion westward.

The next three chapters focus on the destruction of the concept of a whole enslaved person.  Rather, slaves became heads and hands who were put to the mechanical purpose of agricultural labor on a scale impossible to achieve by any other means until the 1930s’ invention of a mechanical cotton picker.  The ability of slaves to harvest more and more cotton pushed the American movements to acquire the Louisiana Purchase and New Orleans. It also allowed to slave owners to use enslaved hands to extract absurd wealth from the soil, wealth that paid debts to banks at interest and allowed the rise of Northern industrialization.  Southern cotton, sold to efficient British manufactories, also was the chief creator of the profit that was invested to allow for the rapid rise of British industrialization. In the last of these three chapters, Baptist takes a look at how enslavers were able to continually increase the productivity of human bodies. The answer was spine-chilling for reasons I’ll return to.

The rest of the book explores how in the midst of turmoil, Black slaves managed to create and forge their own identities and experiences, silently resisting the all-dominating power of what Baptist eventually terms, “the whipping machine.”  It also examines the behavior of the largest actors in the rise of slavery and its connections to the rest of the country, drawing parallels between the routine rape of slave women and the customs of imposing one’s own manhood on communities which questioned it in cotton-plantation communities.  Baptist goes on to trace the connection between slavery and the Mexican-American War, the rise of a Northern Industry supposedly independent of slavery, and finally the march toward Civil War.

Along the way, Baptist invites any intellectually honest reader into deep humility, because no matter how diligent a student one might have been in their American history courses, the true glimpse of the immensity of slavery is too giant of a thing to grasp, and far too heavy to try to pick up to turn around to understand.  This reality impresses itself on the reader in with special bitterness in the fourth chapter. There, Baptist begins to go in-depth on things he had hinted at for a hundred pages while he addressed more foundational concerns. If slavery really wasn’t pre-modern and inflexible, how had it adapted to modern economy?

The answer is horrifying.  Enslavers and their overseers were diligent in creating new technologies for the extraction of more labor from their human hands.  That phrasing is important, because to create a perfect cotton-picking implement out of a human, something must be done about the non-efficient parts of the mechanism.  The answer to this problem was, of course, the whip. New, extremely painful varieties of whips were utilized to inflict a trauma-inducing intensity of pain.  That pain had one escape: pick more cotton. Without seeming to do so consciously, Baptist uses and quotes language very similar to the study of post-traumatic stress disorder.  Whippings gave enslaved minds practice dissociating, then former-slaves recount withdrawing away from the world to let their hands pick cotton faster than they knew how to, because without that separation from themselves, they anticipated an unbearable pain.  Other technologies mattered, too, but the sections describing this horror proved an especially painful realization while I read.

The other was a moment of clarity that I suspect is peculiar to an American pair of eyes going through this book.  The books slowly but surely demonstrates that all of Western Industrialization relied in part on American slave-produced cotton, but that American wealth in particular relied chiefly on it.  That means that as I look around at the material comforts of my modern American life, I have to reckon with an undeniable reality: the basis of these comforts were stolen from black slaves, the initial capital infusions which made this possible was tortured out of people stolen over and over.

The incredible, even absurd, ability of torture-fueled slavery to produce wealth meant that slavery was unlikely to ever perish without something external forcing it to.  Slavery might exist to this day had it not been for two factors. The first was a Civil War brought on by the actions of politically and economically elite Southerners who were confident in their economic power to fight and win a war they were more willing to fight than give up slavery’s profits.  The second was the patterns of identity and endurance Black slaves wove into themselves as they survived unspeakable evil on a daily basis. The stories and songs and traditions and passed-on-wisdoms of enslaved men and women allowed for the preservation of human souls, so that when the Confederate armies were drawing the North into a war of attrition and raising costs, it was the mass enlistment of Black soldiers into the American Army that finally ended the Civil War.

The Half Has Never Been told is written with electric prose and academically careful interweaving of historical narrative and economic analysis.  More than excellent writing, however, it is a bill of sorts. America owes those men and women that it allowed to be enslaved and tortured and then segregated by Jim Crow the rest of their lives a debt that simply cannot be paid without tearing down the whole modern project founded on their blood and misery. Even that might not be enough.  It is a humiliating but freeing thing to realize this. It is also frustrating to feel the gross inadequacies of how America teaches these subjects to its students.

For all the morbid meditations that such revelations inspire, The Half Has Never Been Told is an excellent book.  Well written and profoundly educational, no one should claim an understanding of or much interest in American history without giving it a read. It was wholly worthy of being my first book of 2019