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Tough Love for Mediocre White Guys
Getting White men to give up dominance is a challenge.
I am White, male, and American. When I taught at the University of Texas at Austin, I routinely joked that 鈥渢he secret to my success is that I鈥檓 mediocre, and I know it.鈥
That comment came in conversations with students about inflated faculty egos, partly as a caution to myself. In universities, the coin of the realm is being a big thinker with original ideas. But most of us aren鈥檛 big thinkers, and original ideas are rare. Rather than being satisfied with being competent鈥攁 hard enough standard to meet鈥攑rofessors too often puff themselves up, a weakness to which White guys are especially vulnerable. My quip wasn鈥檛 the result of a lack of self-confidence; I was simply suggesting that an honest self-assessment helps one do useful work.
I鈥檓 not special, but I live in a culture that designates people who look like me as the standard. A White supremacist, patriarchal, and capitalist society props up White guys not because we鈥檙e superior but precisely because we鈥檙e not. White guys need the unearned advantages to keep alive the fantasy that we deserve to be on top. That fantasy is not harmless鈥攐ur embrace of dominance means subordinating people who don鈥檛 look like us, which creates an incentive for White men to remain clueless.
That鈥檚 why Mediocre: The Dangerous Legacy of White Male America (Seal Press, 2020) by Ijeoma Oluo is not a threat to White guys but a gift, offering the social/political tough love that we need to see society鈥攁nd ourselves鈥攎ore clearly.
鈥淚 am not arguing that every white man is mediocre,鈥 writes Oluo. 鈥… What I鈥檓 saying is that white male mediocrity is a baseline, the dominant narrative, and that everything in our society is centered around preserving white male power regardless of white male skill or talent. The rewarding of white male mediocrity not only limits the drive and imagination of white men; it also requires forced limitations on the success of women and people of color in order to deliver on the promised white male supremacy. White male mediocrity harms us all.鈥
Mediocre offers ample evidence for her thesis. The first chapter grounds us in the pathological American mythologies of brave men taming the frontier, embraced by Buffalo Bill at the end of the 19th century and still present in the self-indulgent anti-government fantasies of Nevada cattle rancher Cliven Bundy and similar 鈥減atriots鈥 in the 21st. From there Oluo takes us on a painful tour through White masculinity in higher education, social movements, sports, politics, labor, and business. The sick and sad history of the American South gets special attention, but no region is spared.
And no one is spared, including White men who have written about social justice for three decades. Like me. White guys like me routinely acknowledge that we will never fully understand, let alone experience, the effects of sexism and racism in the way someone like Oluo does. But Oluo鈥檚 skillful weaving of her own reactions, both intellectual and emotional, to that 鈥渧iolent, sexist, racist status quo鈥 reminded me of that difference, and how easily I can forget it in day-to-day life.
My experience in the radical feminist movement鈥攁nd subsequent writing and organizing efforts around issues concerning race, economic inequality, and U.S. warmongering鈥攈ave put me in places where I was held up as one of the 鈥済ood White men,鈥 a designation that Oluo refuses to indulge. Her critique of how folks like me show up in social movements was most uncomfortable, and therefore important, for me: 鈥淢ediocre, highly forgettable white men regularly enter feminist spaces and expect to be centered and rewarded, and they have been.鈥
No matter how much I acknowledge advantages I have, I still have them. When I acknowledge those systems of oppression, I often get more credit than people who are subject to them. Again, Oluo is on target: 鈥淪tudies have shown that pretty much any time a white man talks about equality and justice, he is praised. It is seen as proof of his broad leadership abilities and his magnanimousness. But women of color are never praised. They are seen as bitter, divisive, vindictive, and self-serving.鈥
I can imagine some White men dismissing the book as 鈥渋dentity politics.鈥 If that term means a simplistic assessment of people based on race, sex, sexual orientation, and class, I agree that鈥檚 a problem. If identity politics means that people in one group can simply declare a 鈥渃orrect鈥 interpretation of an issue and denounce those who disagree, that鈥檚 a problem, too. But this book doesn鈥檛 practice that kind of identity politics, instead analyzing systems of power and asking for accountability. As Oluo points out, White male identity has always driven our politics.
How to encourage White men, who need Oluo鈥檚 book the most, to engage with Mediocre? That requires thinking about how White men will react to her analysis. Here are four possibilities:
Rejection and embrace of reactionary politics: White men aren鈥檛 the problem but rather the solution and should be in control without multicultural constraints, and they have a 鈥渞ight鈥 to use intimidation and violence to protect their status.
Regret about history but rejection of the implications: Yes, in the past White men did damage, but that鈥檚 history and today鈥檚 problems aren鈥檛 our fault.
Reconciliation without reckoning: Yes, White men are still a problem, but we have to accept each other and all try to get along.
Acceptance and action: I have lived with unearned power and privilege that comes in White supremacist patriarchy, and even if I haven鈥檛 been an active agent of evil, I鈥檓 responsible for my part in changing the social norms that elevate me over others.
How do we move White men to that fourth option?
The messages White men sent Oluo in response to her first book, So You Want to Talk About Race, indicate the challenge: 鈥淭hese men wanted me to know that they were miserable, they felt screwed over, and they felt demonized. … They wanted me to know that they were not capable of growth or change and that any attempts to bring about that growth or change would end them. Nobody is more pessimistic about white men than white men.鈥
When a White woman reaches out to tell Oluo about her father, a formerly angry and violent White man who changed through love and support, Oluo refuses platitudes and asks hard questions: 鈥淲hat does it mean to truly love white men who feel entitled to status and are angry at the world when they do not get it? And what would it mean to love the same people whom those white men seek to harm?鈥
What does it mean for me to love other White men鈥攖o love myself鈥攁s long as patriarchy and White supremacy exist? Oluo forced me to think more deeply about questions that have long bedeviled me, part of the gift of the book to White male Americans.