It
is 1968. Tommie Smith, John Carlos, and Peter Norman stand poised during the
Olympic medal ceremony in Mexico City. Both Smith and Carlos’ heads are bowed-as
if in deep prayer, their clinched fists are raised high, and their black bodies
are on display for all the world to see. And while this public protest may be
read as both intimate and resistant, it is the latter that is received as the
dominant read of black culture. Beyond the boundaries of public expressiveness,
the concept of quiet may also inform and articulate the depths of one’s
humanity. So begins Kevin Quashie’s The
Sovereignty of Quiet: Beyond Resistance in Black Culture.
Black
culture is largely defined as resistant, loud, and dramatic. In a word, expressive.
And while resistance may be the dominant expectation we have of blackness,
Quashie makes the case for an Ethic of Quiet- an ethic that expands and
transcends the boundaries and limits of blackness. For what is at stake in Quashie’s strong read,
is a case against “the limits of blackness as a concept” but more so, an
invitation to consider and value the “inner life”.
Several
literary works immediately come to mind when I think about the idea of quiet,
not as passive and apolitical, but understood as the very source for human action.
Most poignantly, is an example from Zora Neale Hurston’s Their Eyes Were Watching God. After Jody slaps Janie for burning
dinner, Janie “stood where he left her for unmeasured time and thought. She
stood there until something fell off the shelf inside her. Then she went inside
there to see what it was” (67). While this may not seem like an act of
resistance or agency, it is a space where Janie finds herself in a moment of
stillness that is filled with change. In her moments of waiting, she discovers
that “she has a host of thoughts she had never expressed to him, and numerous
emotions she had never let Jody know about” (68). Quashie cautions against a reading of Janie
as merely being acted upon, but as a sovereign agent whose waiting is active,
reflective, and powerful.
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