our racism does not live on street signs
At some point when I wasn’t paying attention, someone who perhaps hadn’t noticed that the local government has an abject lack of money to throw at deserving causes got the bright idea that Eugene-Springfield should honour its local African-American community by renaming a street that runs through both cities after Martin Luther King, Jr.
Uh.
The current name (Centennial Boulevard) apparently has a good bit of history behind it that has to do with the settling of Eugene-Springfield. History alone doesn’t make it right; I’d probably be pissed if the city council wouldn’t push through a motion to change the name of Chinaman Laundry Chinkfest Alley, but Centennial Boulevard is in insult to no one.
Unless you mean that there are no streets named after prominent people of colour. There’s a lot of numbered streets and quite a few named after presidents and local historical figures. I can’t think of any street names offhand that are from women or people of colour, but then it never occurred to me to be offended that a mostly white town wouldn’t have street names of Moy, Wu and Chao.
Unless E-S hasn’t been a mostly white town for most of its history, in which case there must have been leaders of the local community of colour. If we have to go renaming things, wouldn’t it be more appropriate to rename after local figures? Every goddamn city has a feature named after MLK. Let’s honour someone else. Someone else famous, even.
Conversely, if Eugene’s demographics have changed significantly in the last twenty years, why should major, early-established roads reflect that recent change rather than history? We’re throwing up subdivisions all over; let’s give their beige-box-lined streets little black-kid names instead of “Charlotte” and “Deertrail”.
But anyway, the city council caved to, among other people, an annoying real estate agent known mainly for outrageous hats. Who happens to be black. And now instead of addressing the very real racism that exists in our smarmily complacent little city, we are going to slap a famous name-brand band-aid over the deal, and at least part of the Black community is going to pretend to be happy.
I suppose the African-American residents who fought for the change will drive along that street and feel proud they accomplished “something”. “Something”, in this case, is a pittance tossed to the Black community, a convenient veneer of multiculturalism, the cost of changing all those goddamn street signs, maps and addresses and the animosity of everyone who really gives a fuck. Congratulations! Tools. House. No, they will not.