The point is that it doesn't take much for me to generate more dislike for the Yankees. Duh.
So when they actually do something really stupid, I have to celebrate, even if there is nothing good actually to celebrate, other than perhaps getting others to share my contempt for the organization. And man, did they go south on the IQ meter.
As you know, during games, the National Anthem is played or sung (or both) before the start of the game. Since around 9/11 or so, it has also been customary to perform "God Bless America", the great patriotic number, during the seventh-inning stretch. Even prior to 9/11, that was a custom in some places.
At Yankee Stadium, it had been a tradition to play a recording of Kate Smith (1907-1986) singing "God Bless America" during the seventh-inning stretch, and that was how their stretches went for many, many years.
Well, not now.
Back in 1931, as a young singer, Kate Smith recorded a song called "That's Why Darkies Were Born", from a musical of the time. Now, the setting was satirical, even for 1931; the song was meant to satirize racism, not reflect it, in the context in which it was written, set and sung. Paul Robeson, one of the great black singers in that era, it should be noted, also recorded it. And Robeson was not exactly a shrinking violet about race issues.
So somewhere along the line, someone dug up a recording of Kate Smith singing "That's Why Darkies Were Born" and decided to whip up a frenzy about it. They cast Kate Smith as a racist on the basis of that recording alone, ignoring the satiric context, and the inconvenient fact that Robeson also recorded it. And, I suppose, they ignored whether there is any actual evidence of her being racist.
But the Yankees, morons that they are, decided that anyone who would record that is unfit to have her voice played in the seventh inning at Yankee Stadium. That's where we stand right now, and I'll bet you $2.75 Canadian that you never hear Kate Smith at Yankee Stadium again.
OK, fine. Darned if those Yankees will ever have their overpriced seats besmirched by some accused racist singer!
Except there's kind of another inconvenient fact that the Yankees may have to confront.
Just beyond the center-field wall in the House That Money Built, is an area called Monument Park, where the Yankees have put up granite monuments to honor former players and managers, and where they have hung their numerous retired numbers. It succeeds the version that was in the first Yankee Stadium, and is assumedly more elaborate. People tour that area, though I have never been there and have no reason to.
Now Mickey Mantle, good old number 7, is honored with a plaque and a retired number out there. The Mick has been dead for a while, but his memory is there for the looking if anyone wanders around Monument Park, and there is no plan to do anything about it.
But maybe they should.
I have probably noted, a few hundred columns back, that as a reader, I prefer books about baseball, and strongly prefer biographies from the very, very few writers capable of doing the detailed, painstaking research needed to bring these people to life. For every brilliant Ted Williams bio written by Ben Bradlee or Leigh Montville, there are forty books that are simply pap, lightly researched and just out there to waste paper and sell fodder.
One author, though, whose works are truly inspiring in the diligence of their research is Jane Leavy, the Washington-based author of works on Sandy Koufax, Babe Ruth and ... Mickey Mantle. I have read her first two and am, as I write this, a quarter through "The Last Boy", her work on Mantle.
There is, of course, a wealth of legend and some generally-known facts about Mantle that we've always had. He was the "Commerce Comet", out of Commerce, Oklahoma, that the men in his family died young, and that he was an outsized drinker, partier and carouser who thought he, too, would not see age 40. And, of course, he was a great switch-hitting outfielder with huge power, an MVP and Triple Crown winner, lots of World Series, all that stuff we always knew.
Leavy has, through extensive research, interviews, and all the things we wish all writers did, broken down Mantle's youth and what made him the person he was. And one thing that person was will not exactly please the Yankees.
Commerce, Oklahoma was quite white. It was a zinc and lead-mining town, mostly "mined out" by the time Mantle was a child in the '30s and '40s, and lead miners in Oklahoma were not exactly the most racially sensitive folks out there. That's how Mantle grew up, as a professional baseball player signing right after high school, in an organization that did not integrate until Elston Howard joined the team years later, well, you get the idea.
So perhaps, heaving read of his upbringing, I was less startled than many to hear that it was something the young ballplayer did, when Leavy related Mantle lowering a car window to yell at a black man in the streets to "take a bath", after regarding him with an unpublishable epithet.
We don't do that in 2019. We don't imagine anyone doing that in 2019. But the familiar racism of the era of Mantle's youth seems extreme even for that era, simply unprovoked verbal attacks starting with race.
I know our instinct is to write it off as "the times", but the Yankees have put themselves in an ugly and uncomfortable place now. How, I have to ask, do they square maintaining a monument to a player of well-documented racist attitudes, with banning the playing of the recording of a singer for having done a song that was, in actuality, a satire on those attitudes?
Paul Robeson, by the way was not only a singer but played in the NFL, which black players could do then. Suppose instead of football, he had played baseball -- as a Yankee. And, let's say, he had been great enough for a monument in Yankee Stadium. It's not that big a stretch; he certainly was a professional athlete.
He recorded the exact same song. They banned Kate Smith for not a single racist accusation, save for the singing of that particular song. What would they do with Robeson, who did the exact same thing?
And let's face it, although in his later years Mickey Mantle took far more racially-accommodating positions (again, as documented in Leavy's book), he was not only clearly more backward in his racial attitudes, for a goodly portion of his life, than Kate Smith ever was, but is honored in Monument Park a whole lot more than she is. How do the Yankees possibly not have to pull down his plaque?
I don't know how this will end, but boy, it has to.
I'm just glad the ones most embarrassed by it are the Yankees.
Copyright 2019 by Robert Sutton
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Like what you read here? There are over 1,000 posts from Bob at www.uberthoughtsUSA.com, and after four years of writing a new one daily, he still posts thoughts once in a while as "visiting columns", no longer the "prolific essayist" he was through 2018, but still around. Appearance, advertising, sponsorship and interview inquiries cheerfully welcomed at bsutton@alum.mit.edu or on Twitter at @rmosutton
