I went to see 12 Years a Slave last weekend. After seeing it, I had people asking me if I had recovered, if I were angry,etc. Others, including my husband, refused to go see it, because they couldn’t stand to “see all of that.” I expected these many and varied reactions from people, but my reaction may not be one they expected. I have taught the book many times, and many other slave narratives like 12 Years that convey more cruelties. I understand that it is another thing to see these inhumane treatments inflicted in living color, but I know all about them. It is my job to know about them. So perhaps that is why I was considerably less shocked than others who have viewed the movie.
What is shocking to me is how people have overlooked the real reason of why Solomon Northup’s story is a tragedy. The two-hour plus movie of his ordeal during slavery is only one part of what he endured. In the last 30 seconds, when the white words flash on the black background, the viewers are told what happened to Solomon Northrup after he was brought out of slavery. I think people are so stunned by the movie that they don’t really read those words.
To me, the aftermath of his enslavement is the real tragedy and it needs further examination.
Solomon Northup believed his story needed to be heard. He believed in his humanity and he believed in himself as an American citizen. He brought a lawsuit against the slave traders. He lost. The District of Columbia courts said he, as a black man, could not testify. This “practice” was very much in keeping with the times. Washington D.C. is the same place where, just years before as part of the Dred Scott decision, Roger B. Taney (the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court) said that Black people had no legal standing. So without testimony, there was no case and the case was dropped. Charges were brought in New York. The case and the charges, were dropped.
Northup could not receive any type of recompense, not even an apology, for the years of horror he endured. He could not be heard.
He tried what had been successful for Frederick Douglass and wrote of his horrors in a book. He did the same thing as Douglass and hit the road as a speaker, telling others of his ordeal. What did he get for his trouble? We’ll never know, since the details of his death are uncertain.
Think about this for a minute.
This man was a public figure who brought lawsuits, wrote a book and went on speaking tours vanished into thin air. We know all about his descendants and their families, but no one can say what happened to him when he died.
As a consequence of him vanishing, he was silenced. Literally. Solomon Northup and his story disappear for a very long time.
So when he is released back into nineteenth century society, he endures another kind of enslavement, one where he is not permitted a voice in legal or social circumstances. He cannot be accounted for after 1857. The remainder of his life should give everyone pause to think about what it really meant to be a “free” black man in antebellum United States.
For all of those who think they are too angry or fearful to see the movie and what Northrup endured, think carefully the next time when calling anyone an “Uncle Tom.” That’s right. Solomon Northup is Uncle Tom. Harriet Beecher Stowe based her famous character in Uncle Tom’s Cabin on Northup’s ordeal. He dedicated his book to her.
It’s a bit of an ironic twist that at the end of Uncle Tom’s Cabin, Uncle Tom is, literally, beaten to death. So at the end of the movie when it looks like the proverbial Hollywood happy ending and Northup is receiving his liberty, all I saw was that Northup escapes into a different kind of enslavement where he will be beaten down by society. Just for speaking up.
The thanks that Solomon Northup gets from us today? He’s remembered by a scoffing epithet for a sellout. A tragedy indeed.
Much fodder for thought, Piper. Thank you for this post.
You are welcome, Leslie! Thank you for stopping by!
This is why I have not been a fan of Hollywood for a long time. The real history is sacrificed for the “Hollywood ending.” Everything is too pat. I have not seen this movie and probably will not, for that reason.
I just wonder what would happen if people took a risk every so often and didn’t go with the conventional. I think over all, not just Hollywood, people are too satisfied with the conventional. But that’s just my two cents–from the person who’s one word this year is “RISK”. Thank you for stopping by Mary Anne!
Although I read Uncle Tom’s Cabin many years ago, I hadn’t known he was based on a real character. The scene most vivid in my memory from that story is when Eliza runs across the ice with her baby. It really emphasized for me how badly people want to be free–even if freedom didn’t have the same rights as today. I was never taught about Uncle Tom’s Cabin, except as a footnote in history class that it helped cause the Civil War. I read it in high school on my own because it was historical, and history has always interested me. I probably missed a lot about the book because of that.
Harriet Beecher Stowe caught such flack for the character of Uncle Tom (from southern slaveowners), that the next year after the end of the novel was published, she wrote a book called The Keys to Uncle Tom’s Cabin where she acknowledges the connection with Northup. His dedication to her in his book sealed the deal. And hey, at least you’ve read it! It has a lot to say about attitudes about race in the mid-nineteenth century, which is why I still teach it. People still need to read it to know what they are really saying when they use the epithet. Thanks for stopping by!
Very nice. This culture definitely needs instruction on the work black Americans continually perform in an effort to live like we’re free in a nation that insists on dehumanizing us. James Baldwin brilliantly framed this merciless reality to his nephew in THE FIRE NEXT TIME when he writes, “[y]ou were born into a society that spelled out with brutal clarity, and in as many ways as possible, that you were a worthless human being.” Given this context, the fact that black Americans determined their own merit is astonishing, and then had the energy to fight to define and to claim freedom is something close to miraculous. EMM
Well said. Baldwin’s clarity is just brutal. I love him. And the miracle continues to be performed every single day. Thanks for stopping by!
Piper, thanks for this eye opening, moving post.
Missy, thank you for stopping by and commenting! I appreciate it!
Hi Piper –
I haven’t seen the film, but of course have heard all the buzz about it. Thanks for writing this post – I like knowing the REAL story, and not the one that Hollywood likes to portray. Going to share it with others, too!
Great! Thanks for stopping by, Melissa!