Picher, Ottawa County, Oklahoma
The biggest-selling country music album of the past three and some odd decades was Garth Brooks‘ “No Fences“. I don’t count Shania Twain as “country”.
Sorry.
I’m going to give a guy with a degree in advertising the benefit of the doubt here, and choose to believe that Brooks’ chosen album title was a poetic expression of longing for a free-range world, where some things, like the very ground we walk upon, are not reduced to mere “private property” bound by fences and walls – “massive, beautiful walls”, as a recent former president described his pet project.
The great American poet Robert Frost, in his piece “Mending Wall“, recalled a rural truism spoken by a fellow country dweller.
“Good fences make good neighbours.”
Mr. Frost left any judgment on the truth or wisdom of this proverb hanging loose in the air.
In our current western world of fences, walls and borders, it might strike us as unimaginable that most land until recent times was unenclosed, much of it simply held in common by the people who lived upon it, or near it. The greed of powerful British elites led to full land enclosure by fences and walls only as late as the 1700s, by a series of “Inclosure Acts”, famously lamented by the English poet John Clare.
By limiting the peasant farmer to a fixed piece of ground, the peasant was forced to eke the maximum from his allotted space, thus increasing the wealth generated to the property “owner”.
Woods which once spanned miles of valley, hill and mountain, woods which were once shared for fuel and kindling, for coppice wood for chairmaking and charcoal burning, for fattening pigs on acorns and beech mast every autumn – those woods were now divided into “parcels” of individual property, with a bare naked commercial value to the “owners”, to do what they wished with their commodities.
This relatively new English system of land ownership and boundary marking was transferred to colonial America with a vengeance.
Most American Indian tribes and nations still understood natural resources as things held in common by their people. Not in an airy-fairy hippie-dippie “I got high and ate all the food in the shared fridge” kind of way, but in a real, tangible, well-managed, common-sense kind of way.
When Indians “sold” land rights to Europeans in the beginning, they believed they were accepting gifts in exchange for allowing European settlers the right to live upon and use traditional tribal hunting and farming land for sustenance, in much the same way as the native peoples had used it. These indigenous peoples were deeply mistaken.
Most Europeans who “bought” land, or were “awarded” land for military service, settlers who cheated, squatted, or stole this land outright, had only the English land enclosure model in mind. Any expanse of land was “property”, and property to such men had value only insofar as it could be marked-off, fenced, and made to yield up things to sell for hard cash – silver, tobacco, guano, deerskins, lumber, grain, lead, indigenous slaves…
Treating land, and the world in general this way, is rather like auctioning-off the individual parts of an airplane to thousands of different owners, in mid-flight.
Each “property owner” begins to cannibalise and sell whatever is of “value” from their privately-owned section of the airplane. The easy stuff gets sold-off first: seats, kitchen fittings. Then people begin to strip aluminium. Then some greedy fool sells the kerosene from “his” fuel tanks.
Most colonial settlers of the USA began stripping the airplane long ago. Fur trappers. Buffalo exterminators. Cattle barons. Speculators and land barons. Lumber companies. Railway magnates. Coal barons. Oil barons.
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The Quapaw people of SE Arkansas “lost” their homes near the confluence of the Arkansas and Mississippi Rivers following the French “sale” of their lands to a young and land-hungry USA – all as part of an outrageous act of theft disguised as a legitimate “transaction” – the Louisiana Purchase.
“Purchase”. Millions upon millions of acres of land changing “legal title” on paper, as if thousands of years of towns, cultures, homes, rivers, lakes, and forests and bears and living human beings could simply change hands.
Imagine buying a new house today with a family of eight “just included” in the deal. You get to keep one family member as your cook and housekeeper. You take another as a concubine. The rest are told to f**k-off somewhere else, or die. Multiply that a million times. There’s your “Louisiana Purchase” – just not the cheery one all about Lewis and Clark from schoolbooks.
Everyone has heard of the Trail of Tears, in which southeastern tribes such as the Creek, Cherokee, Chickasaw, and others were driven-out of their homelands to points west during the 1830s.
The despicable ruffian responsible, Andrew Jackson, also saw to the removal of the Quapaw people from their Arkansas homes to the badlands of Oklahoma in 1834. Just one more inconvenient ethnic group with its home inside “The Louisiana Purchase”.
And after shunting the last indigenous Americans onto what they thought were worthless dusty reservations, such Americans still would not let anything of “value” go – they would eventually come back for the valuable minerals buried under that parched Indian ground.
Only two generations after being forced from their original homelands, the new Quapaw lands near present-day Ottawa County, Oklahoma were already being raped for lead and zinc.
“Rape” is not “lib” or “woke” hyperbole. By 1950, mining companies had made over a billion dollars in just over four decades, but the aftermath was a blasted landscape, a world of silently stalking death in the form of lead dust and mining tailings – an environmental disaster which caused terrible rates of miscarriages among indigenous women, while their children suffered decades of neurological damage from chronic lead poisoning.
Racist hiring policies ensured that the mining operations which would destroy their new homes (and their health) did not even allow the Quapaw access to mining jobs…
In the face of such man-made catastrophes, even a rapacious speculator nation such as the USA eventually came to realise that unbridled “free enterprise” needed limits.
The US Environmental Protection Agency came into force under President Nixon in 1970. That’s right, “Tricky Dick” of Watergate fame, a Republican, a man flawed in so many ways. Even this crook saw the wisdom of not allowing the airplane to crash while hucksters sold off the landing gear.
The man angling for a second term in office in 2024 promises to “free business from over-regulation” in order to create “economic growth”. The EPA will be gutted, the last Alaskan wilderness will become a vast oilfield, and all opposition will be portrayed as “radical leftist tree-huggers” standing in the way of prosperity.
It’s worth making an analogy here. This economic strategy is essentially a licence for billionaires to chop down every last forest – all with a promise of cheap firewood to consumers.
For a little while, rich people will get richer, there will be a few token jobs in the timber industry, and every house will be toasty-warm as they burn their cheap firewood.
Just like in frontier times!
And then when the woods are all chopped down and burnt, and climate change finally becomes an unstoppable catastrophe, these odious scoundrels will skulk-off to their yachts and mansions to sip cognac and slap each other on the back, safe inside their gated enclaves where immigrant gardeners will still tend “specimen trees” and hedges high enough to screen them from the squabbling mob.
Any later incoming government might try to pick up the pieces, but of course a largely fickle, foolish, and mentally-groomed electorate will soon be grumbling about how “firewood was so much cheaper back in the day”.
There are some real nasty bastards waiting in the wings this year.
And no environmental laws, no number of protestors – not even climate catastrophe and the end of democracy – is going to stop them this time.
The rich and powerful have always understood how to divide and rule. Historically, “race” was always the easiest point of division. Lately, the rich and powerful have been pivoting to “culture wars”, laughing themselves silly as the disempowered tear strips off each other in the “gender wars” and “identity wars” stoked by the media they own.
Maybe if we want to understand who the real enemy is, we should just ask people like the Quapaw.
#history #quapaw #environment #election2024
Our Imaginary Past
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinBarbara Kingsolver ancestry
As someone who tries to be a reasonably humble human being, I much prefer writing a social critique when it applies to an idea rather than a person. When a person in the public eye shares an idea or notion, and that idea or notion is inaccurate or downright wrong, it is important to try and decipher why that person is making this view a matter of public record.
When a person has a track record for dishonesty or wilful ignorance, or is of demonstrably low character, the gloves can come off. If their motives are benign, it is tricky trying to criticise their ideas or beliefs without appearing to attack the person.
Barbara Kingsolver is not only a writer of rare ability; in interviews she comes across as a person possessed of humility, thoughtfulness, and empathy.
So when this leader from The Irish Times popped-up in my social media feed this morning, I was surprised.
Surprised and disheartened, because I didn’t expect someone like Ms. Kingsolver, whose subject matter often includes Appalachians, to be repeating the same old “white essentialist” take on Southern Appalachian culture, i.e., “We are Scots-Irish in Appalachia”.
Who is this “we”? Does she mean her own family? Does she mean her wider community? As a respected writer with a huge audience, Kingsolver’s utterances carry real weight.
And this is how real history is erased – a thing is repeated like a mantra so often and for so long in public forums that it becomes accepted folk history or “received wisdom”. Whether the mantra is repeated by people of good or bad faith does not change the final outcome, which is false history.
Some might well ask “What does it really matter if our ancestors were from this group or that group?”.
It matters because untruths and foundational myths are used by certain people all over the world, yesterday and today, to justify the pre-eminence of some groups, and to downplay (and even disappear) the stories of other groups.
Some of us do not want our stories to disappear.
Of her sixteen second-great grandparents, Ms. Kingsolver has only one single ancestor who on balance might be said to descend from Ulster folk (highlighted in green in pedigree).
The rest of her ancestry appears to consist of the descendants of people from the British Isles (including England, Scotland, and probably Wales), people from either Flanders or The Netherlands, and people from France and Germany.
I say “appears” because of course many Appalachian people carry surnames which have been “borrowed” due to non-paternal events, adoptions, and the assimilation of indigenous people (and other outsider groups) into the main coloniser community.
At least half of her ancestral lines were slaveholding families, so where no explicit wills, land documents, or Bible entries provide documentary cross-referencing, we must entertain the possibility that some descendants may in fact be what I call “sparks” – the offspring of slaveholders and enslaved people.
Ms. Kingsolver’s very surname is an enigma. Appearing out of the blue in colonial South Carolina first as “Consolver”, many believe this surname might be a corruption of the Portuguese/Portuguese Jewish surname “Gonçalves“. Interestingly, her direct Kingsolver ancestry includes households which included free people of color.
Kingsolver’s actual ancestry would be irrelevant, if she had clearly been raised within a culture clearly derived from an earlier “Scots-Irish” culture. Our identity, after all, derives far more from our cultural envoronment, than from our inherited DNA.
But an overweening “Scots-Irish Appalachian culture” is an entirely American confection. The “Scots-Irish” are just one small part of the mosaic which is Southern Appalachia.
It is all too easy, when we feel an affinity for a place, to imagine some sort of cultural continuum (or even “genetic memory”) connecting our feelings to something more tangible or historical.
More often than not, we are simply projecting our own romantic desires onto the world around us – our imagined history having no basis in reality.
This can lead to some dark places when people less well-intentioned than Barbara Kingsolver start to “project”…
#barbarakingsolver #beforewewerewhite
Clipping Right Along
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinMap showing prevalence of male circumcision at birth in the USA
Our most recent episode, “Pre-Deliverance, Part 3” was the first time we saw over 1000 downloads within a couple of days of being released.
This growth gives the lie to a widespread belief in some quarters that there is no audience for long-format history programmes.
As the writer/producer of “Before We Were White”, I decided early on to assume that anyone interested in real history would accept that a story takes as long as it takes.
I also made a decision that even where a subject or idea required some paring-down, that this would never mean “dumbing-down”.
The biggest challenge when writing and producing a blog and podcast which tries to act as a counterweight to “fluff history”, is the fact that real history can be dark and shot-through with greed, hypocrisy, self-serving delusions, and no small measure of violence.
The challenge then becomes how to make a subject surprising, interesting, educational, and informative, without making it seem as if humanity is largely beyond redemption.
In other words, the last thing I want is for people to see one of my posts, or a new podcast episode, and think “Oh god this is gonna be depressing”.
On the other hand, if the tone taken is too light-hearted, it wouldn’t be doing justice to the often terrible things in America’s past which still have a profound impact on American society today.
Truth is like a baptism of fire – only when we’ve passed through the pain of looking ourselves squarely in the mirror can we begin to function as humbler, wiser, and perhaps happier human beings.
And with that out of the way, let me say that after food, shelter, and love – music, laughter and play are probably the most important things in life.
As I officially enter my seventh decade this week, I will be making an extra effort to remember to laugh in between fits of rage at our political leaders.
Thank you again for supporting this work.
And yes, the map above is meant to raise a smile, in between some serious head-scratching. I thought it might be an amusing addendum to our recent podcast episode, which explored the forgotten Jewish influence on Southern Appalachian history and culture.
Make of it what you will…
#beforewewerewhite #hillbillyjews
That smarts!
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinThe death of Pentheus, published 1494. Agave, with her sisters Auntonoe and Ino, murders her son Pentheus on Mt. Cithaeron after he disturbs their Bacchic rites.
How apt that the tool most commonly used by millions of smart-asses to leave millions of smart-alecky comments on social media is called a smartphone.
The unambiguous use of the word “smart” to mean “intelligent” is rather recent.
The word “smart” actually has its roots in the Old English “smeart“, which finds its source in various Germanic words related to pain or cutting – see the Middle Dutch “smerte” or modern German “schmerz“. All of these words go even further back to words once meaning “to bite”.
By the time of Chaucer, English speakers had already made the leap from the original meaning of “smart” to a more figurative use of the word.
To be “smart” in the 1300s meant someone was witty to the point of rudeness – in other words, a “smart” comment was a biting or cutting remark.
Fast forward 300 years, and by the time of Shakespeare and Jamestown, “smart” had completed its journey to its more or less present meaning of “clever” or “intelligent”.
Of course, the older meaning of “smart” lives on in terms like “smart-ass” and “smarty-pants”.
The rural places of post-war America were still acutely attuned to the older sense of the word. Plain language was the preferred idiom, and anyone venturing into “wordiness” outside song or poetry was liable to come under suspicion of “trying to be smart”.
Although it seems to be dying-out now, rural America of the 1960s and 1970s still used the word “smart” even in some of its older senses.
To get something done quickly was to be “right smart about it”.
A stubbed toe, or a finger pricked while sewing, was likely to elicit an involuntary “Damn! That smarts!”.
It would be interesting to hear how widespread this old usage might be – to see if it is an Elizabethan hangover, or a word revived by widespread German immigration.
#iamsmartypants
The Way We Weren’t
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian Halpin“Y” DNA of US Presidents
Our total genetic inheritance is of course determined more or less equally by the genes carried and passed-down to us by our parents, and by extension, ALL of their ancestors, men and women.
Most of the DNA we inherit has been shuffled or “recombined” as it was passed-along, making us a mixture of our dad’s ancestors, and a mixture of our mother’s ancestors.
The exact mix of this autosomal DNA changes with every child born, and it is why one child might favor its mother, while another might be the spitting image of its grandfather.
A weird thing about genetics, though, is the fact that men inherit a certain part of their genes only from their direct father, and women inherit a certain part of their genes only from their direct mother.
This part of our genes is exempt from being thrown into the blender – and this small part remains largely unchanged over many generations, except for random mutations.
The genes which men inherit only from their father say very little about a man’s OVERALL genetic make-up. They merely tell us a little bit about a man’s father, and his father’s father, and so on.
That small portion of a man’s genes which he got only from his father (and thus from his father’s father) is called “Y” DNA.
Even if a man belongs to a “Y” haplogroup which is most common in Northern Europe, we should not take this to mean the man is ethnically “Northern European”.
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In an American context, for example, let’s say a slaveholder named “Smith” in 1690s Virginia fathered a son by an enslaved woman. Let’s say this mixed-ethnic son grew up, was freed in his father’s will, took the surname “Smith”, and went on to have children with a woman of African ancestry.
Let’s then say that all of their children and grandchildren also took partners mainly from the African-American community over the next 300 years.
A descendant of that early mixed-ethnic Smith alive today would most likely self-identify as “Black”.
If he took an autosomal DNA test, his results might show him to be 70% West African, 10% indigenous American, 10% European, and 10% various “other”.
10% European admixture might seem a high percentage for someone with only 1 single remote Northern European ancestor, but we must remember that almost ALL African-Americans have some European ancestry.
A “Smith” born today will usually carry a little bit of the European ancestry from ALL of his ancestors – reaching back perhaps six or seven generations.
But one thing will remain. The Northern European DNA carried on the “Y” chromosome given to him by his father.
In fact, if this “Smith” descendant showed almost ZERO percent European admixture in an autosomal DNA test, he will still belong to the European “Y” haplogroup of his distant paternal ancestor.
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So what is the value of knowing our mitachrondrial (female) or “Y” (male) haplogroup, if it says so little about our overall genetic inheritance?
Besides, our genetic inheritance is often utterly unrelated to our CULTURAL inheritance, which is where true identity resides.
These haplogroups are extremely useful for understanding history, and mapping historical events such as slavery, migrations, population change, intermarriage patterns, and colonisation.
Rather than telling us what we ARE, these DNA results can tell us what we once WERE (or weren’t).
A “white” heartland American evangelical family today might have a cherished piece of family folklore, recounting how their earliest ancestor “escaped religious persecution” and “stowed away aboard a ship in Scotland and made their way to America”.
But if all of the males in the family share a predominently sub-Saharan African E-M2 haplogroup, then we can begin to doubt the family lore.
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The table above shows the currently known “Y” haplogroups of US presidents.
I have always been intrigued by the DNA haplogroup of Thomas Jefferson, one of the most consequential of US leaders. Note that almost a quarter of presidential DNA remains unreported, for various reasons – we’ll talk about the Roosevelts, for example, in another upcoming blog.
The T1a1a haplogroup of his descendants is vanishingly rare in most of the British Isles.
This haplogroup is less rare in Southern Italy and the Iberian peninsula, but it is by far most common in the Middle East and East Africa.
Most online genealogies attempt to connect Thomas Jefferson with the Jeaffreson families of Suffolk, England, but there is no solid documentary evidence to back-up such assertions.
Very unlike most elite families of that time, Jefferson himself was quite taciturn about his hereditary background.
We do know that English Jeaffresons held commercial interests in the Caribbean during the 1600s. Those who listened to our recent three-part podcast “Pre-Deliverance” will have learned how England under Cromwell had reopened England and English colonies (especially in the Caribbean) to Jewish settlement.
Could Thomas Jefferson be the descendant of Sephardic Jews who “borrowed” the surname of a prominent merchant family of St. Kitts and Antigua?
His family certainly fits the profile of many colonial-era slaveholding Jewish people of South America and the Caribbean, who tended to intermix freely (i.e. sexually) with people of color, both slave and free. Everyone by now has heard of his underage “lover” and consort Sally Hemings.
It is also interesting that Thomas Jefferson was not Christian.
Like many educated men of the time, Jefferson was drawn to the ideals of The Enlightenment, preferring that religious faith be based in rationality and reason. The innumerable discrepancies and tales of miracles in Hebrew, Aramaic, Greek, and other religious texts had made Jefferson sceptical of both Christianity and Judaism, and he belonged to a school of thought called “Deism”.
Yet while maintaining a distance from religious dogma, Jefferson was fully supportive of extending full rights and religious freedom to Jewish people in America.
Was he a saintly figure? Far from it. Was he important? Absolutely.
And the modern science of genetics helps us to ask questions of America’s “Founding Fathers”, where previously they were believed to be of 100% nailed-on “white northern European” ancestry.
Follow the Leader
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinRoger Williams statue, Rhode Island
This is a statue of Roger Williams.
Roger Williams left England and went to America in the 1600s.
He was a Puritan, and deeply committed to his religious beliefs.
As someone who writes from a strongly secular standpoint, you might expect me to have some criticism lined-up for Roger Williams.
But no.
You see, old Roger did not force his religious worldview on others. Mr. Williams believed that his God could only be found through what he called “soul liberty” – if a person didn’t find a way to this God all by themselves, no one had a right to force their own version of religious belief down anyone’s throat.
Mr. Roger Williams invented the political concept of the separation of church and state in America, in a time and place where speaking-out in such a way meant exile, prison, or even death.
Mr. Williams wrote letters denouncing the very King of England himself, for claiming sovereignty over Native American lands. Mr. Williams spent a good deal of time respectfully learning to speak the local Algonquian tongue, and insisted that settlers must fairly purchase any land on which they settled, as it was the rightful home of the Wampanoag, Narragansett, and Pequot nations.
Roger Williams was perhaps the first European settler in America to denounce, and attempt to prohibit, the enslavement of fellow human beings.
Roger Williams did indeed find himself in trouble with what we now call “vested interests”, and facing imprisonment, he fled from Massachusetts to found the settlement of Providence, which would later become the capital city of the tiny state of Rhode Island.
For a few brief years, before becoming a den of capitalism and slave traders, Providence was a beacon to tolerance and human dignity.
“Tolerance”.
To tolerate means to allow space for the existence of thoughts with which we might not agree. We are now in a place where expressing a clear preference or dislike for just about any aspect of human culture is liable to lead to accusations of various “…isms” or “…phobias”.
To criticise aspects of various religions, cultures, or ideologies is not automatically “hate speech” – especially if we are not advocating for the removal of basic human rights from the people we criticise. Criticising while “tolerating” should be a fundamental skill for any member of a civic society.
There are many in America today – on both the left and right – who cannot seem to comprehend the irony of demanding “free speech” if this freedom of speech is used to advocate for reducing the freedom of others to speak.
It is rather like demanding the right to bear arms, in order to be allowed to shoot anyone we don’t like.
I am a man of no faith. But this deeply religious man, Roger Williams, would get a seat at my dinner table any day, if it were possible to span the centuries.
He EARNED a place in memory. He earned a statue.
I’ll leave with a few of the man’s own words spoken in defence of the humanity of indigenous Americans…
“Boast not proud English, of thy birth & blood;
Thy brother Indian is by birth as Good.
Of one blood God made Him, and Thee and All,
As wise, as fair, as strong, as personal.”
#rogerwilliams #tolerance
Coming to America, 1700s-Style
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinA scourging at the post
Americans like to keep their foundational stories simple. The Appalachian frontier was settled by white folks – primarily the Scots-Irish, along with a decent number of Germans.
Davy Crockett and Daniel Boone are the heroic faces of this era, although neither was a hero, nor were either of them “Scots-Irish”.
But let’s leave that by the by…
Stories of these peoples’ escape from “religious oppression” and poverty further underpins a near-mythological and moral tale of survival against all odds, with white Protestant hands hewing an existence from the wilderness in the face of floods, storms, and attacks by “savages”.
But in this day and age, even the dogs in the street know that history is almost always written by the winners. And when it comes to winning, there are few groups of people in America outside of the planter and merchant elites who won more spectacularly than the “Scots-Irish”.
Arriving mostly in Philadelphia due to regular shipping of flaxseed between there and Ulster, many of the less-well-off “Scots-Irish” found much of the land in Pennsylvania already taken by earlier immigrants, and were quick to see the potential of the fertile lowlands of the Shenandoah Valley to the southwest.
Listeners to our “Black Paddywhackery” podcasts will have learned that the term “Scots-Irish” is in and of itself a profoundly misleading term, because the many people arriving in America from Ulster were far from being a cohesive ethnic group. People from Ulster had ethnic roots in Ireland, England, Scotland, Wales, Germany, Flanders, and France. They came from different religious backgrounds. They spoke many languages. Their number included Jews and Romani.
While there is much to admire in the self-sufficient and doughty spirit of many of these immigrants, Presbyterians benefitted particularly from some temporal good luck, in the form of the American Revolution.
Being naturally ill-disposed to a Crown system which had squeezed them for impossibly high land rents back in Ireland (not to mention the Crown and Anglican Church’s hostility to Presbyterianism), many Ulster folk were happy to throw in their lot with the American rebels against British rule in America.
After finding themselves on the winning side of this conflict, many Ulster folk (to their consternation), found the cash-strapped nascent federal American state unable to pay their soldiers’ back wages. And here is where the great good fortune arises.
This new American government decided to pay many of its “white” war veterans by offering highly “subsidised” land in lieu of pay.
Where did the American government get much of this land? Why, on the Appalachian frontier, of course. A series of extremely one-sided and contentious “land deals” with some members of the Cherokee Nation suddenly created millions of acres of cheap land with which to buy the continuing loyalty of the people who would only come to call themselves “Scots-Irish” many decades later.
And to this day, American schoolchildren picture white men in Conestoga wagons, sitting beside white women in starched bonnets, being the first to head bravely along the trails leading over the Cumberland Gap.
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And this is utter whitewash.
The forefathers and mothers of the Melungeons and other “Brown People of Appalachia” had been squatting and settling this region for decades prior to any influx of people from Ulster. A complex network of post-European contact “Old Mix American” peoples including Indian traders’ and longhunters’ families, displaced Native Americans, free people of color, escaped African-American slaves, former indentured servants of Romani ethnicity, South Asian lascars, Jewish immigrants from South America and the Caribbean, and a vast rainbow of “mulatto” and Creole children arising from all of these – THESE were the earliest “modern Americans” in Appalachia.
Being a largely illiterate underclass, even poorer than the people of Ulster, has meant that their story has remained largely untold.
What is perhaps even more ridiculous, is the fact that the vast majority of Americans today honestly believe that their forebears were invariably good, honest, God-fearing, hard-working “white” people escaping “tyranny” and “religious oppression”.
You will hear people claim their forefathers fought as “patriots” in the Revolution. You will hear how their ancestors were among the passengers on the Mayflower.
What you almost never hear, is how England used its American colonies as a dumping ground for convicts and criminals, until the American Revolution forced them to divert this insalubrious cargo to its new colonies in Australia.
Between 1718 and 1775, AT LEAST 52,000 convicts were transported to the American colonies. That represents more than a quarter of all immigration to America during the 18th century.
A quarter. One in a hundred Americans today claim descent from a few dozen “Pilgrims”. Yet nary a peep is heard from the descendants of the tens of thousands of convicts, prostitutes, and criminals…
Here is a short snippet of life among the forgotten, a glimpse of the other people who were “Coming to America”. Compare some of the names below to the people you might find in your own family history.
Note: The surname “Faa” mentioned below was also commonly rendered as “Fall” or “Falls“, a name not uncommon in Eastern Tennessee and Kentucky. The surname “Fenwick” survives today among people bearing the surnames “Penix” and “Phoenix” – it was common during the 1700s and 1800s to append a patrynomic “s” to the end of many surnames.
Thus “Cocke” might first be found varied as “Cockes“, i.e “Cox“.
Holbrook/Holbrooks.
Hendrick/Hendricks/Hendrix. And so forth.
“Fenwick” was thus sometimes rendered “Fenwicks“, which eventually morphed into Penix/Fenix/Phoenix, et al.
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A Tale of Bridgend [along the Scottish borders]
“As stated, before Sir James Douglas bought Springwood Park it was named Bridgend and owned by Sir William Kerr of Greenhead. In 1714 he had arrested some gypsies who were going about armed and living off the land. He had them confined in the tollbooth at Jedburgh and refused to listen to the pleas of Janet Stewart, the mother of one of the miscreants.
“On the 25th March 1714 the household of Bridgend had retired for the night when there was an explosion which set the house on fire and the property was totally destroyed.
“On the 11th May at the Spring Circuit Court at Jedburgh, William Walker, Patrick Faa, Mabel Stirling, Mary Faa, Jean Ross, Elspeth Lindsay, Joseph Wallace, John Fenwick, Jean Yourston, Mary Robertson, Janet Wilson and Janet Stewart were accused of wilful fire-raising and of being ‘notorious Egyptians, thieves, vagabonds, sorners, masterful beggars and oppressors, or at least holden and in repute to be in such manner meant.’
“The sentences were varied but Janet Stewart was scourged by the hand of the common hangman with a scourge of cords on the bare back – receiving four stripes at the West Port, four at the cross and four at the Town Foot. She was then returned to the prison for three days and, thereafter, had her left ear nailed to a post, erected for the purpose, near the Town Cross and made to stand there for a quarter of an hour.
“Patrick Faa underwent the same punishment but also had both ears cut off. After this, they were transported to the American plantations. It is worth noting that Sir George Brisbane Douglas himself always maintained an affection for the true gypsy and Queen Esther Faa-Blythe [who] used to be a frequent visitor to his mother Mariquita.”
By Ian Abernethy, author of “The High Toun on the Hill“, a history of the village of Heiton, 1984, 1987, 64 pp.
#beforewewerewhite #history #romani #convicts
Mysterious Origins and Forgotten Wars
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinAttack on Newfoundland Coast, 1696
In late 1696, French forces under Pierre Le Moyne d’Iberville and Governor Jacques-François de Monbeton de Brouillan, along with their Acadian (Cajun) and Abenaki allies, destroyed 23 English settlements along the coast of the Avalon Peninsula, Newfoundland – all in the space of three months. With at least 100 English dead, and many scores more taken prisoner, most of the other survivors simply deserted their settlements and fled.
This military action was part of King William’s War, which was in turn part of the European Nine Years War. Both were an early prelude to the later French and Indian War (or Seven Years War).
All of these conflicts were part of the ongoing empire wars between France and Britain, and were fought in Europe, on the seas, and in colonies controlled by these powers.
When we consider the identity of the “English” colonists and settlers fleeing Newfoundland, it is worth remembering that Newfoundland had been a designated “dumping ground” for the “undesirables” of Britain since 1603, on foot of royal decree.
Many of these “undesirables” were British Romani, or Gypsies.
There is no need to write a long essay on ethnic history here.
Put simply, throughout the 1500s and 1600s, Labrador and Newfoundland (the latter an island off the eastern coast of present-day Canada) were occupied by First Nations peoples, as well as by early Portuguese, Spanish, Basque and (slightly later) English fishermen and underclass colonists. And no, these peoples did not self-segregate. As in all such places at the time, traders intermarried among the peoples with whom they were trading, creating Métis communities.
Labrador, and the dogs which take their name from the province, are both named for João Fernandes Lavrador, the Portuguese explorer who was the first European to describe this region way back in 1498.
So where did these intermarried First Nations, Basque, British Romani, English, and Portuguese people flee?
That is an intriguing historical mystery.
Logic would dictate that they would have probably fled by boat to the nearest safe ground, i.e., English-held territory. Which of course at the time meant New York, New England or the colonies in Virginia and the Carolinas.
Why do pre-1675 population lists for Newfoundland include the surnames Bowling, Cullen/Collin, Joyner/Joynes, Robbins, Sargent, Taylor, Tucker, Vaughan, Webber – all names which also appear in early longhunter and Indian trader contexts in Southern Appalachia? Fluke?
Almost none of these families can trace their ancestry in a direct, clean line back to Europe.
And most of these families of the Piedmont and Appalachian frontier in America were also seen as mixed-ethnic, including the people called Melungeons.
Could this be because some of these mixed-ethnic families have actually been in North America since BEFORE the time of Plymouth and Jamestown?
At the very least, this deserves further investigation…
#beforewewerewhite #beothuk #acadia #newfoundland
The Magic Dress of Harriet Surguine
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinWhen “Before We Were White” was chosen as the name for this blog and podcast, it was fully intended to be provocative.
After a couple of years, though, various messages and emails have made me realise that many readers and listeners are still viewing American ethnic history through the lens of “race”, as if talking about the time before we were “white” should ALWAYS mean that so-called “white” people were once “brown” or “black” people – or at least partly so.
And because most Americans with deep roots in colonial times DO have at least some ancestry from places other than Europe, and because they can rarely pinpoint exactly where this non-European ancestry entered their family tree, it is perhaps easiest for these people to stick with the old way of categorising people according to “race”.
So even the kindest folks, people without a racist bone in their body, people ready to embrace their mixed ancestry, continue to describe themselves in “racial” terms.
They will say things like “I’m mostly white, but with some black and native ancestry”. Sometimes they actually specify an ethnicity, but this specified ethnicity is always European, even when their “Irish” or “German” ancestry often comprises only a minority fraction of their heritage. Igbo, Choctaw, Bakongo, Shawnee, Wolof, Lenape – all of these ethnic groups remain an amorphous blob of “Black” or “Native”.
It is true that in America, cultural genocide and racism has made it much harder to pinpoint the ethnicity of our non-European ancestors. But this doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try.
Getting rid of “racialist” thinking demands that we learn to view humans in terms of their ethnicity or culture – NOT THEIR SKIN COLOR.
Getting rid of “racialist” thinking can and should happen even when we are talking about people who got lumped together in the past under the “lucky side” of the racial caste system.
So when we talk about the time “before we were white”, we also mean the time before utterly different groups of “whitish looking people” became “whites” in a legal sense within the American caste system.
Germans, Scots, Finns, Spaniards, Jews, Swedes, Armenians, Italians, French, Dutch, Portuguese, Poles, Czechs, Greeks, Majorcans, Cypriots, Berbers, Welsh, Romani, and many others were subsumed into the American “race” system as “white folks”, as if “white” were an ethnicity in and of itself.
By accepting the idea of a “white race”, we end up missing an opportunity to understand the real nature of who we are, and where we really come from…
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Mountains around Hawkins County, Tennessee, about 1810
“One time as he came in home from loading, his daughter ask him to come in and see her dress which she had first pulled off. He did so and the dress seemed to light the whole room. Her dress had been sparkling for several nights. Harriet told him about it and he made light of her but when he saw it he never said a word. He first made one trip with his stock after that and took sick and died.”
(from lore passed-down by the “Surguine” family, supposed to be of mainly French origin)
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Here are the surnames of some other Appalachian families of French origin:
Agee (Agie)
Alley (Allée)
Amonett
Aubrey
Auxier (from German “Achser”, but present in French and German-speaking Alsace)
Barton
Belcher
Bellew (when Anglicised, from French “Ballou”; not to be confused with “Bilyeu”)
Berrong (Beron)
Binion
Blue (Ballou)
Bobo (Baubeau)
Brashear (Brassieur)
Broret
Bundren (Bondurant)
Chardavoyne (Char de Voine?)
Chasteen (Chastain)
Crockett
Dabney (d’Aubigne)
Damron (also “Dameron”)
De Busk (Deboske, de Busque?)
Debreuil (Paw-Paw French)
DeHart (de Haart, de Hardt – perhaps Dutch, Flemish, or Alsatian)
Delashmutt/Shoemate (de la Chaumette)
Demoret
DeShon (Deschamps)
DeSpain
DeZarn
Diel
Dismukes (Des Meaux?)
Dumas
DuPont (rare)
Dupree
DuPuy (Manakin)
Duvall
Farrar
Faucheraud (rare)
Ferree
Foret (Forêt)
Foure (Manakin)
Fountain (Fontaine)
Fugate (Fugett)
Fuqua (Fouquet)
Gastineau
Gautier
Gevedon (Gevaudan)
Guerin (often “Geren” in Appalachia)
Hardin (Hardouin)
Hash (Heche)
Hatcher
Hazard (Hassard)
Jordan (Jourdan)
Jouett
LaFon (LaFond)
Lambert
Lanier
LaRue
Le Grande
Lemaster (Le Maistre)
Lemay
Lovely (sometimes from “Lavallée”)
Loving (Lavigne)
Maupin
Maury
Maxey
Money (from both French “Monet” and Anglo-Gaelic “Munney”)
Mullins (sometimes from “Moulin”)
Napier
Noe
Oxshear (see “Auxier” – from German “Achser”, but present in Alsace)
Parton (Partain)
Perault (Manakin)
Pinneo
Ramey (Rémy)
Reno (Renaud)
Reynold(s) (sometimes from French “Reynaud”)
Robinette
Rongey
Runyon (Rongnion)
Sartain
Sevier (Xavier)
Shamblin (Champlain)
Sublett (Soblet)
Surguine (prob from “Séguin”)
Tackett (Tacquette)
Terror (Tirard)
Tezon (Paw-Paw French)
Trout (Trautt; perhaps Alsatian)
Tunnell (Tonnellier)
Turcotte
Via (also “Viar”)
Whisenhunt (Visinand; found among French and German Swiss)
Wingo (Vigneau)
#beforewewerewhite #appalachia #ethnicity
The Mix Zone
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinSimplified map of coloniser migration routes
Many people have asked me why it is that a blog and podcast dealing with the general ethnic history of the USA should have so much focus on Appalachia.
This is a highly simplified map I made in order to answer that question.
The colonisation of what would become the USA was effected mostly by three major and two minor European states:
Spain, France, and England (the later United Kingdom of Great Britain), along with The Netherlands and Sweden.
Almost everywhere north and west of the blue and red migration arrows was once claimed by France or The Netherlands.
Almost everywhere south and west of the yellow and red migration arrows was once claimed by Spain.
For a brief 17 years, parts of Pennsylvania, New Jersey, Delaware, and Maryland were claimed by Sweden.
The heartland of British colonial America lay largely along the eastern seaboard, east of the Appalachian mountains.
In 1790, the largest cities in the new USA were New York, NY; Philadelphia, PA; Boston, MA; Charleston, SC; and Baltimore, MD; in that order.
Backcountry Virginia and the Carolinas were still mostly rural.
On the whole, American settlers only began to push into and beyond the Appalachian mountains in large numbers after the Revolutionary War.
The agricultural lands of the Ohio and Illinois Country were most desirable to New Englanders, while the planter classes of Virginia and South Carolina tended to eye-up lands in the Deep South.
Between 1607 and 1770, the Virginia and Carolina backcountry had tended to attract the poorer “white” underclasses, due to the accessibility of cheaper land, while acting as a sort of “Maroon community” for free people of color and people of various mixed ethnicity who were being squeezed by ever more stringent “race” laws back east.
For readers who are suburban and city folks, mountain land might be beautiful, but it is extremely hard land to farm. As an Irishman once said “You can’t eat scenery”.
Some lucky (and trigger happy) settlers got their hands on some bottom land in the mountain valleys. Others pushed right on through in search of better land even farther west.
It was the poorest and most mixed-ethnic peoples who tended to squat, purchase, or settle land in the most mountainous parts of Appalachia, right around the mountain gaps where colonisers like Daniel Boone had first pushed their way through in the face of fierce indigenous resistance, building blockhouse forts in much the same way that Israeli settlers build outposts in occupied Palestinian lands today.
The blue circle on this map represents the “hill and holler” country where the earliest settlers with the least financial means fanned-out and attempted to eke out an existence through hunting, trapping, distilling, tobacco and subsistence farming, and the timber industry. This blue circle also represents a sort of cultural funnel, where people with ancestry from four or even five continents intermarried and created an utterly new and distinctly “American” culture.
People elsewhere talk of the American melting pot, while still secretly believing there is a “white” melting pot and a “black” melting pot. Southern Appalachia, despite the ignorant jibes of outsiders, is the real deal.
The people who put down roots and remained in the remoter parts of westernmost Virginia and North Carolina, Eastern Tennessee, and Eastern Kentucky were mostly not part of the later 19th century waves of “white” immigration which took place on the east coast and in places west of the Appalachian Mountains.
For the better part of 150 years, from the 1770s to the 1920s, Southern Appalachia remained a sort of snapshot of a forgotten multi-ethnic America which had prevailed before the hardening of race laws forced all “brown people” to declare themselves as “white”.
This particular region is hugely significant in the formation of the wider American identity, for many reasons.
For an often marginalised people, Southern Appalachian culture has had an outsized influence on everything from the accent spoken in Texas, to labor relations and unions, to traditional American foods, to country and rock music.
#appalachia #americanhistory #beforewewerewhite
Cowboys, Indians, and the EPA
/0 Comments/in Blog /by Brian HalpinPicher, Ottawa County, Oklahoma
The biggest-selling country music album of the past three and some odd decades was Garth Brooks‘ “No Fences“. I don’t count Shania Twain as “country”.
Sorry.
I’m going to give a guy with a degree in advertising the benefit of the doubt here, and choose to believe that Brooks’ chosen album title was a poetic expression of longing for a free-range world, where some things, like the very ground we walk upon, are not reduced to mere “private property” bound by fences and walls – “massive, beautiful walls”, as a recent former president described his pet project.
The great American poet Robert Frost, in his piece “Mending Wall“, recalled a rural truism spoken by a fellow country dweller.
“Good fences make good neighbours.”
Mr. Frost left any judgment on the truth or wisdom of this proverb hanging loose in the air.
In our current western world of fences, walls and borders, it might strike us as unimaginable that most land until recent times was unenclosed, much of it simply held in common by the people who lived upon it, or near it. The greed of powerful British elites led to full land enclosure by fences and walls only as late as the 1700s, by a series of “Inclosure Acts”, famously lamented by the English poet John Clare.
By limiting the peasant farmer to a fixed piece of ground, the peasant was forced to eke the maximum from his allotted space, thus increasing the wealth generated to the property “owner”.
Woods which once spanned miles of valley, hill and mountain, woods which were once shared for fuel and kindling, for coppice wood for chairmaking and charcoal burning, for fattening pigs on acorns and beech mast every autumn – those woods were now divided into “parcels” of individual property, with a bare naked commercial value to the “owners”, to do what they wished with their commodities.
This relatively new English system of land ownership and boundary marking was transferred to colonial America with a vengeance.
Most American Indian tribes and nations still understood natural resources as things held in common by their people. Not in an airy-fairy hippie-dippie “I got high and ate all the food in the shared fridge” kind of way, but in a real, tangible, well-managed, common-sense kind of way.
When Indians “sold” land rights to Europeans in the beginning, they believed they were accepting gifts in exchange for allowing European settlers the right to live upon and use traditional tribal hunting and farming land for sustenance, in much the same way as the native peoples had used it. These indigenous peoples were deeply mistaken.
Most Europeans who “bought” land, or were “awarded” land for military service, settlers who cheated, squatted, or stole this land outright, had only the English land enclosure model in mind. Any expanse of land was “property”, and property to such men had value only insofar as it could be marked-off, fenced, and made to yield up things to sell for hard cash – silver, tobacco, guano, deerskins, lumber, grain, lead, indigenous slaves…
Treating land, and the world in general this way, is rather like auctioning-off the individual parts of an airplane to thousands of different owners, in mid-flight.
Each “property owner” begins to cannibalise and sell whatever is of “value” from their privately-owned section of the airplane. The easy stuff gets sold-off first: seats, kitchen fittings. Then people begin to strip aluminium. Then some greedy fool sells the kerosene from “his” fuel tanks.
Most colonial settlers of the USA began stripping the airplane long ago. Fur trappers. Buffalo exterminators. Cattle barons. Speculators and land barons. Lumber companies. Railway magnates. Coal barons. Oil barons.
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The Quapaw people of SE Arkansas “lost” their homes near the confluence of the Arkansas and Mississippi Rivers following the French “sale” of their lands to a young and land-hungry USA – all as part of an outrageous act of theft disguised as a legitimate “transaction” – the Louisiana Purchase.
“Purchase”. Millions upon millions of acres of land changing “legal title” on paper, as if thousands of years of towns, cultures, homes, rivers, lakes, and forests and bears and living human beings could simply change hands.
Imagine buying a new house today with a family of eight “just included” in the deal. You get to keep one family member as your cook and housekeeper. You take another as a concubine. The rest are told to f**k-off somewhere else, or die. Multiply that a million times. There’s your “Louisiana Purchase” – just not the cheery one all about Lewis and Clark from schoolbooks.
Everyone has heard of the Trail of Tears, in which southeastern tribes such as the Creek, Cherokee, Chickasaw, and others were driven-out of their homelands to points west during the 1830s.
The despicable ruffian responsible, Andrew Jackson, also saw to the removal of the Quapaw people from their Arkansas homes to the badlands of Oklahoma in 1834. Just one more inconvenient ethnic group with its home inside “The Louisiana Purchase”.
And after shunting the last indigenous Americans onto what they thought were worthless dusty reservations, such Americans still would not let anything of “value” go – they would eventually come back for the valuable minerals buried under that parched Indian ground.
Only two generations after being forced from their original homelands, the new Quapaw lands near present-day Ottawa County, Oklahoma were already being raped for lead and zinc.
“Rape” is not “lib” or “woke” hyperbole. By 1950, mining companies had made over a billion dollars in just over four decades, but the aftermath was a blasted landscape, a world of silently stalking death in the form of lead dust and mining tailings – an environmental disaster which caused terrible rates of miscarriages among indigenous women, while their children suffered decades of neurological damage from chronic lead poisoning.
Racist hiring policies ensured that the mining operations which would destroy their new homes (and their health) did not even allow the Quapaw access to mining jobs…
In the face of such man-made catastrophes, even a rapacious speculator nation such as the USA eventually came to realise that unbridled “free enterprise” needed limits.
The US Environmental Protection Agency came into force under President Nixon in 1970. That’s right, “Tricky Dick” of Watergate fame, a Republican, a man flawed in so many ways. Even this crook saw the wisdom of not allowing the airplane to crash while hucksters sold off the landing gear.
The man angling for a second term in office in 2024 promises to “free business from over-regulation” in order to create “economic growth”. The EPA will be gutted, the last Alaskan wilderness will become a vast oilfield, and all opposition will be portrayed as “radical leftist tree-huggers” standing in the way of prosperity.
It’s worth making an analogy here. This economic strategy is essentially a licence for billionaires to chop down every last forest – all with a promise of cheap firewood to consumers.
For a little while, rich people will get richer, there will be a few token jobs in the timber industry, and every house will be toasty-warm as they burn their cheap firewood.
Just like in frontier times!
And then when the woods are all chopped down and burnt, and climate change finally becomes an unstoppable catastrophe, these odious scoundrels will skulk-off to their yachts and mansions to sip cognac and slap each other on the back, safe inside their gated enclaves where immigrant gardeners will still tend “specimen trees” and hedges high enough to screen them from the squabbling mob.
Any later incoming government might try to pick up the pieces, but of course a largely fickle, foolish, and mentally-groomed electorate will soon be grumbling about how “firewood was so much cheaper back in the day”.
There are some real nasty bastards waiting in the wings this year.
And no environmental laws, no number of protestors – not even climate catastrophe and the end of democracy – is going to stop them this time.
The rich and powerful have always understood how to divide and rule. Historically, “race” was always the easiest point of division. Lately, the rich and powerful have been pivoting to “culture wars”, laughing themselves silly as the disempowered tear strips off each other in the “gender wars” and “identity wars” stoked by the media they own.
Maybe if we want to understand who the real enemy is, we should just ask people like the Quapaw.
#history #quapaw #environment #election2024