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This champion Black jockey read thoroughbreds like Hank Aaron read pitchers and dominated Churchill Downs like Tiger Woods dominated Augusta National. According to one tally, Murphy, who was born into slavery, won 530 of 1,538 races, a 34 percent rate that still dwarfs the greatest all-time official tallies in horse-racing record books. He would win his last Kentucky Derby in 1891 \u2014 before retiring as the first person ever to win it three times.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Isaac Burns Murphy cased the track like Muhammad Ali did the ring, read thoroughbreds like Hank Aaron read pitchers and dominated Churchill Downs like Tiger Woods dominated Augusta National. Which is to say that, when it comes to the sport of horse racing, he was the most idolized and scrutinized athlete of his time, worshipped by Black and white fans alike.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
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Yet Murphy is obscured, whitewashed by a sport that wasn\u2019t ready for his celebrity or his blackness. That\u2019s because, unlike his peers in the athletic pantheon, Murphy was born into slavery, in January 1861, two months before the inauguration of President Abraham Lincoln. And with the 145th running of the Kentucky Derby<\/a> taking place this Saturday, it\u2019s worth reflecting on the larger-than-life story of Murphy and the other Black jockeys who dominated the nation\u2019s most popular sport of the late 19th-century \u2014 before the rise of Jim Crow laws and racist tactics within the sport lashed back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Murphy\u2019s success began with an unintended consequence of slavery: It was an environment that threw Black men into working with horses<\/a> from an early age. As Emory University professor Pellom McDaniels III wrote in his biography of Burns, The Prince of Jockeys<\/em>, the future star grew up in a postwar Kentucky where the development of prized sheep, cattle and, yes, horses were left to the formerly enslaved \u2014 it was work seen as beneath the stature of the white elite. \u201cAs horse racing became exceedingly important to the landed gentry, grooms, trainers and jockeys rose in prestige on Kentucky farms,\u201d McDaniels writes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That created an opportunity for Black men to rise to prominence in the sport. Raised alongside Black horse-racing peers such as Pike Barnes, Soup Perkins and Willie Simms, Murphy began racing at the age of 14, with his first win in September of 1875. That was also the year of the first Kentucky Derby, where 13 of the 15 jockeys (including winner Oliver Lewis) were Black men. Two years later, Murphy would ride in the Derby for the first time, placing fourth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Most jockeys dug into their mounts with a whip and a crouched, bullying stance, but the teen Murphy rode crouched and urged his charge forward with calming words. As others galloped ahead, he conserved his horse\u2019s stamina, only to press forward at the end of races to snatch victory over his competitors\u2019 worn steeds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The unconventional tactics led to victory. He would win the Kentucky Derby for the first time in 1884, and the Kentucky Oaks and the Clark Handicap that same year \u2014 a trifecta he\u2019s still the sole jockey to accomplish. According to his own analysis, Murphy won 628 of his 1,412 starts, an absurd 44 percent victory rate (another calculation, conducted later, had him at 530 of 1,538, a 34 percent rate that still dwarfs the greatest all-time official tallies in horse-racing record books). He became known as \u201cThe Colored Archer,\u201d a reference to the English racing great Fred Archer, although, ironically, it was Archer who was taking after Murphy. \u201cArcher picked a lot of his mannerisms in the saddle and spread them throughout England,\u201d says Brien Bouyea, communications director for the National Museum of Racing and Hall of Fame.<\/p>\n\n\n\n To say Murphy became a victim of his own success would be to mistakenly erase the culpability of those who were truly responsible for his downfall. At the height of his fame, he was making tens of thousands of dollars a year from wealthy breeders, making him the highest-paid jockey in the U.S. \u201cMurphy was the first millionaire Black athlete,\u201d as Joe Drape, author of Black Maestro<\/em>, told CNN in 2013.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But Murphy\u2019s ascension was troubling the status quo. The idea that their young sons were idolizing a Black man likely troubled many of the sport\u2019s wealthy white patrons, says Katherine Mooney, a history professor at Florida State University. \u201cThat is a whole different mindfuck for somebody who is fundamentally racist,\u201d she says. After a famous victory at Sheepshead Bay in 1890, Murphy gave an interview to the Black journalist T. Thomas Fortune. While his words were simple \u2014 \u201cI ride to win,\u201d he said \u2014 Fortune wrote that it was men like Murphy who would lead the fight to end U.S. racism. That same year, he won the Kentucky Derby again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Soon after, Murphy fell off his horse after a race. Critics pounced, saying he was drunk on the job, which Murphy vehemently denied. It\u2019s still a matter of dispute. Alcoholism<\/a> and extreme crash-dieting tactics \u2014 including eating tapeworms \u2014 were the scourge of the racing world as jockeys struggled to drop pounds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His reputation didn\u2019t recover in his lifetime. He would win one more Kentucky Derby in 1891 \u2014 riding the first, and only, winning horse owned by a Black man (Dudley Allen) \u2014 before retiring as the first person to ever win it three times. He died of heart failure, in February 1896, at age 35. Three months later, the Supreme Court upheld Plessy v. Ferguson, which confirmed the constitutionality of a Jim Crow law in Louisiana, paving the way for segregation efforts across the South.<\/p>\n\n\n\n African American jockeys had won the Derby in half the races from 1875 to 1905, and Murphy was entered into the Racing Hall of Fame upon its inauguration in 1955 (an annual award is even named after him). But no African American jockeys rode in the Kentucky Derby at all from 1921 to 2000. In this year\u2019s race, there are jockeys from Venezuela, Colombia, France and Jamaica, but no African American riders. As Mooney writes<\/a>: \u201cThe history of the Kentucky Derby, then, is also the history of men who were at the forefront of Black life in the decades after emancipation \u2014 only to pay a terrible price for it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Jack Doyle (1-22-2016)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Born in rural Georgia to a large, poor Black family, Bullard stowed away on a ship bound for the U.K. in 1912 and ended up in Liverpool, where he launched his career as a formidable boxer. He later moved to France, joined the French Foreign Legion and became the first Black fighter pilot. If that wasn\u2019t enough, Bullard managed one of the most fashionable jazz clubs in Paris after World War I and served as a spy for the French Resistance during World War II.<\/p>\n\n\n\n You never know who you\u2019re sharing an elevator with \u2014 and back when Rockefeller Center still had elevator operators, it was easy to ignore the elderly Black man in the corner. Neither Eugene Bullard nor his neat uniform commanded the same attention as the 1950s Manhattan elites who shared his little space every evening.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But little did they know that they were sharing a lift with an American who had been smack in the middle of the most dramatic twists and turns of the 20th century. Bullard was a boxer, World War I fighter<\/a> pilot, Paris nightclub owner and World War II resistance fighter. He escaped the Gestapo and was beaten by police at a civil-rights demonstration. But even for many years after his death, his legacy remained that of an unnoticed, forgotten elevator operator.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Many details of Bullard\u2019s life remain shrouded in myth, some of which was his own making. And who can blame him? He was born in rural Georgia to a large, poor Black family, and the odds were stacked against young Eugene. His family struggled to support themselves and, by Bullard\u2019s recollection, faced violence with terrifying frequency. A lynch mob killed his older brother, Hector, and Eugene nearly lost his life on more than one occasion to racist attacks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But when Bullard was a teenager, he found an unlikely escape \u2014 he stowed away on a ship bound for the U.K. in 1912 and ended up in Liverpool, where he launched his career as a formidable boxer. He soon took his show on the road and became one of thousands of Black Americans seeking fortune in France. France in the early 1900s wasn\u2019t exactly an antiracist utopia, but it was a huge improvement on Georgia. He wrote later in life that \u201cthe French democracy influenced the minds of both white and black Americans there,\u201d helping them to \u201cact like brothers\u201d and convincing him that \u201cGod really did create all men equal, and it was easy to live that way.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n When war broke out in August 1914, he joined the French Foreign Legion and, after several months in the trenches, he applied to become a fighter pilot<\/a>. To the surprise of many white Americans who were already flying, Bullard was accepted, becoming one of only two recorded Black flyboys in the entire war. Photos from Bullard\u2019s time as a \u201cknight of the air\u201d show a rakish young fighter pilot. He had a pet monkey named Jimmy and painted a defiant slogan on the side of his plane: \u201cTout le Sang Qui Coule Est Rouge\u201d \u2014 or \u201cAll Blood Runs Red.\u201d Though he had no official kills, he quickly gained respect as a capable, professional pilot. He also got into a few fights on the ground, mostly with white soldiers who had a problem with his race \u2014 and, as a professional boxer, he usually made his point clear.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But even though Bullard had been a brave, reliable flyer for France, the U.S. Army ignored his transfer application. He took this to heart, remaining in his adopted land after the war and managing one of the most fashionable jazz clubs in Paris, Le Grand Duc. His guests included fellow African-American ex-pat Josephine Baker, the Prince of Wales, F. Scott Fitzgerald and Ernest Hemingway. For a while, he even had his own club, calling it L\u2019Escadrille.<\/p>\n\n\n\n After the Nazis invaded France in 1940, his clientele started to include top German officers. Bullard, who spoke German, offered to spy for the French Resistance \u2014 and was even wounded fighting<\/a> again for the French cause. With Europe heating up, Bullard and his French-American children made a hasty but necessary move back to the United States that left the family with little money and far fewer options than in France. After settling in a tiny apartment in Harlem packed with World War I model airplanes, Bullard took up his least glamorous job yet, as a Rockefeller Center\u2019s elevator operator, where he remained \u2014 largely anonymous \u2014 for the rest of his life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHe had many reasons to resent his native country,\u201d says biographer Craig Lloyd. But Bullard never \u201cgave up his American idealism.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n A hundred years later, the contributions of Black soldiers have gone largely ignored. Bullard\u2019s name is still missing from the French memorial commemorating American World War I flyers. Recently, Max Brooks\u2019 graphic novel The Harlem Hellfighters<\/em> brought the story of the legendary African-American regiment back to life \u2014 but hammered home a grim truth through the novel\u2019s narrator that reminds us of Bullard\u2019s story. <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cThe truth is our fight, and the fight of those who looked up to us as heroes, didn\u2019t end with the \u2018War to End All Wars.\u2019 \u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Sean Braswell (2-25-19)<\/p>\n\n\n\n The first Black woman in America to earn a medical degree, Dr. Crumpler served as a nurse for the Freedmen\u2019s Bureau during the Civil War, where she helped minister to the medical needs of as many freed slaves as she could. That experience gave her the opportunity to treat an unprecedented number of patients, and like Florence Nightingale, who wrote at length about medicine following her wartime service, Crumpler composed a medical treatise that was not only historic but also invariably useful.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It\u2019s somewhat hard today to appreciate just what an accomplishment the 145-page treatise A Book of Medical Discourses in Two Parts<\/em> represents. Even the title of the 1883 work is misleadingly modest. One of the first American medical guides to offer advice for women and children, the book deals with treating everything from infant bowel complaints to hemorrhoids and diphtheria. It even offers marital advice: one way to stay happily married \u201cis to continue in the careful routine of the courting days, till it becomes well understood between the two.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Dedicated \u201cto mothers, nurses, and all who may desire to mitigate the afflictions of the human race,\u201d Medical Discourses<\/em> is the masterwork of Dr. Rebecca Lee Crumpler, the first Black woman in America to earn a medical degree. She managed to blaze a path through the medical profession at a time when few Blacks or women were able to attend medical school, let alone publish books about their work.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Few photographs survive of Dr. Crumpler, and what we know about her comes mostly from her own writings. Born in 1831, she says she was raised by a \u201ckind aunt in Pennsylvania\u201d who spent much of her time caring for sick neighbors so that the young Rebecca \u201cearly conceived a liking for, and sought every opportunity to relieve the sufferings of others.\u201d At the age of 21, Crumpler moved to Charlestown, Massachusetts, where she worked as a nurse for eight years and set her sights on the New England Female Medical College. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Based in Boston and attached to the New England Hospital for Women and Children, the medical school accepted its first class of 12 women in 1850 at a time when many male physicians still argued that women were too sensitive or did not have the physical strength or intellect to handle the rigors of practicing medicine. In 1860, Crumpler applied to the New England Female Medical College and was accepted. Four years later, she received, as she put it, her \u201cdegree of doctress of medicine,\u201d becoming the school\u2019s first and only Black graduate (it closed in 1873). Crumpler\u2019s accomplishment is even more impressive when you consider the broader context: Of the 54,543 physicians in the United States in 1860, only 300 were women, and none of them were Black. But Crumpler\u2019s graduation also coincided with a remarkable period of upheaval in American history, one that put an incredible strain on America\u2019s medical profession: the Civil War<\/a> and its aftermath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Civil War, says James Downs, a professor of history at Connecticut College, \u201cwas the largest biological catastrophe of the 19th century. More soldiers died from disease than from battle or even battlefield wounds.\u201d According to the Library of Congress, an astonishing 29,000 of the 100,000 Black soldiers<\/a> serving in the Civil War died from disease<\/a>, about nine times the number that would perish fighting. And even after the war ended, as Downs chronicles in Sick from Freedom: African-American Illness and Suffering During the Civil War and Reconstruction<\/em>, conditions were not much better in the Black community, especially for freed slaves. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Emancipation and the long war left millions of African-Americans without adequate shelter, food or access to medical care. In the fall of 1865, there were only about 80 doctors and a dozen hospitals available to treat more than 4 million freed slaves. And most of the hospitals run by the Freedmen\u2019s Bureau, the federal agency charged with helping those freed slaves, could treat no more than 20 patients at a time because of lack of funding.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was an almost unimaginable public health crisis, and in 1865, Dr. Crumpler \u2014 one of the few Black women employed by Freedmen\u2019s Bureau \u2014 rushed headlong into the breach, leaving Boston for Richmond to minister to the medical needs of as many of the freed slaves as she could. In addition to her desire to help a population of more than 30,000 people, she knew her extensive field experience in Virginia would provide her \u201cample opportunities to become acquainted with the diseases of women and children.\u201d According to Downs, the Civil War offered physicians like Crumpler \u201cthe opportunity to treat an unprecedented number of patients and to learn more about medicine and the body.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n In 1869, Crumpler returned to Boston where she treated poor women and children from her home before turning her attention to her treatise, a work based on the voluminous journal notes she had kept during her years of practice. The covered topics included everything from breastfeeding and dietary guidelines to the treatment of measles, burns and cholera. \u201cWhat makes Crumpler\u2019s work particularly powerful,\u201d says Downs, was not just how it grew out of her own experiences, but how \u201cshe frames her book as a more general study on womanhood and does not follow the traditional practice of segregating Black women and their children\u2019s health as separate from White women\u2019s health.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Like Florence Nightingale, who wrote at length about sanitation and medicine following her wartime service in the Crimean War, Crumpler composed a work that was not only historic but also invaluably useful. And her legacy continues to inspire. \u201cHer mere presence in the annals of history challenges how many imagine the past,\u201d says Downs. \u201cIt undermines a racial ideology that persists today by presenting Black achievement in medicine as surprising and new.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Christina Greer (12-9-20)<\/p>\n\n\n\n For many Americans, the racial justice progress and setbacks from the end of the Civil War to the civil rights era of the 1960s are little studied or understood. But what occurred during the 100 years in between has had lasting effects on Black American advancement and race relations (or lack thereof). Our policy debates today on housing, education, public health, segregation and much more can be traced directly to this period. It\u2019s high time for more education about the white backlash to Reconstruction, and the campaigns of terror against Blacks, argues professor Christina Greer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When discussing the history and contributions of African Americans in the United States, far too often there is a vague understanding of their legacy of in this country. Part of the failing comes from the U.S. education system, which has consistently provided a vague analysis of roughly 300 hundred years of chattel enslavement of Africans on American soil. In addition to a history that consists of \u201cslaves\u201d and \u201cslaveholders,\u201d the education system glosses over a full century of American struggle and progress that followed the end of the Civil War.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For many Americans, their understanding of the era following the end of the Civil War in 1865 often jumps from President Abraham Lincoln \u201cfreeing the slaves\u201d and his relationship with African American abolitionist Frederick Douglass, to 1960s president Lyndon B. Johnson and his relationship with civil rights leader Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. with the passage of the Voting Rights Act of 1965. But what occurred in the 100 years in between has had lasting effects on Black American advancement, race relations (or lack thereof), issues pertaining to housing, education, public health, segregation and, realistically, almost every policy issue we continue to discuss today.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The process of Reconstruction began at the conclusion of the Civil War. During this period, African Americans were elected to statehouses in the South, historically Black colleges and universities and African American organizations were founded, and Blacks began moving to states throughout the newly reunified nation. The Reconstruction period exhibited great progress for Black Americans and was met with a harsh backlash by white Americans for decades to follow.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In response to African American advancement, whereby Blacks founded towns, banks, schools, churches, small businesses, organizations and newspapers, whites notoriously burned down these institutions to intimidate and terrorize communities and exert white supremacist ideals. Oftentimes, Black Americans could not rely on local police departments for protection or even white clergy members, as many were part of the vigilante groups perpetuating the violence after-hours with groups like the Ku Klux Klan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n During this time, countless brave African Americans attempted to change their fate and become active participants of the electoral process. The 15th Amendment in 1865 granted Black men the right to vote, and the 19th Amendment in 1920 granted the same to (white) women. However, what was legally on the books was often not followed in practice, especially in the South. At the turn of the 20th century, African American freedoms and integration were rolled back and Jim Crow laws were implemented, making it illegal for Black Americans to attend certain schools, ride public transportation, use public facilities or integrate fully into American life. One of the ways to maintain these segregationist laws was to prevent African Americans from voting by implementing rules like literacy tests, poll taxes and grandfather clauses. These policies required African Americans to take tests with impossible questions (e.g., How many bubbles are in a bar of soap?), pay an extraordinary fee to be able to register to vote or prove that their grandfather had voted, a rule most descendants of enslaved people could not satisfy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For those who were persistent during this period, whites often used lynching and rape as a tool to control and intimidate Black men and women. Lynchings were often a community affair in which women and children were brought to the public sphere to witness the lynching of a Black man. Souvenirs from the deceased were often collected and sold, pictures were taken, and postcards were made so whites could send them to their friends and family in other parts of the country. Lynchings were often carried out against leaders in the community who attempted to organize others to vote or participate in civil rights. Recent research has shown that economic and business leaders were often targeted in order to decrease the economic viability and strength of Black communities. At other times, random people were lynched for no reason at all.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Those who tried to register to vote or mobilize others to do so often faced economic repercussions, such as losing a job or being blackballed from economic opportunities in the community. All of these negative responses and obstacles for Blacks attempting to exercise their constitutional rights worked against African American integration into the electoral space. It was not until 1965, with the passage of the Voting Rights Act, that African Americans were granted the full franchise. (For a little context, I was born just 13 years after the passage of this act.)<\/p>\n\n\n\n There were countless Black Americans during this period who marched, protested, wrote, dared to vote, published newspapers under threat of violence, preached sermons to educate and dared to integrate spaces and schools under the threat of severe violence or worse. The years between 1865 through 1965 were filled with horrific violence toward Black Americans, who, while no longer bound to chattel slavery, were definitely not integrated fully into American society. Thousands of African Americans served their country and fought in wars to liberate others while not being fully liberated themselves at home. Sadly, some were even lynched in their military uniforms upon returning home, while others were denied GI Bill benefits and the opportunities afforded to white veterans to purchase a home or attend a university.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It is imperative we take full stock of what has happened in this country before we can begin to move forward as a nation united. The 100 years of forgotten American history in textbooks erases so many American heroes who loved and fought and died for a nation that did not return a modicum of acknowledgment or acceptance. Every American should know this aspect of the nation\u2019s history, because Black history is American history. There isn\u2019t one without the other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Sean Braswell (10-16-18)<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Thread<\/a>, OZY\u2019s hit weekly podcast. In Season 3, The Thread charts how a revolutionary idea \u2014 nonviolent resistance \u2014 changed the course of history.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n When the American colonies went to war with the British, the 14-year-old Forten enlisted to fight for a prospective country that did not even consider him one of its citizens. After several years of fighting, including a stint as a prisoner of war aboard a British vessel, Forten returned to Philadelphia, where he would become one of the most successful Black businessmen in the new nation, pumping his time and his money into the twin causes of abolitionism and civil rights.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In the spring of 1842, several thousand Philadelphians poured into the streets for one of the largest funerals in the city\u2019s history. It was a remarkable sight: An interracial procession that included everyone from poor Black laborers to wealthy White merchants to sea captains and shippers. On that March day in Philadelphia<\/a>, one observer wrote, \u201ccomplexional distinctions and prejudices seemed \u2026 forgotten.\u201d One visitor from Great Britain, who happened to be in the city that day, was awestruck by the integrated funeral. He inquired of the deceased, \u201cWho was this man?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n That man, James Forten, had lived a life in early America that was hard for many in his time, or even for us in retrospect, to imagine. In an era in which Black people in America were oppressed and many enslaved, Forten managed to beat the odds to become a rich sailmaker and amass a large personal fortune. But Forten\u2019s story is not just one of a Black man who rose to be one of the wealthiest<\/a> in Philadelphia, but of a devoted patriot who believed in making the ideals of his country a reality for all of its citizens \u2014 and, as we cover in this week\u2019s episode of OZY\u2019s hit podcast, The Thread<\/a><\/em>, one who used his great wealth and privilege to help fuel a movement that would alter the course of his country\u2019s future. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Forten was born in Philadelphia in 1766 in modest circumstances, but legally free. It was a time of turbulence and revolution, and the young man witnessed a British occupation of his city and the buildup to war. The 10-year-old Forten even stood in the crowd on a hot day in July 1776 and heard the Declaration of Independence<\/a> read to the public for the first time \u2014 an experience that remained with him his entire life. <\/p>\n\n\n\n And when the American colonies went to war with the British, Forten enlisted to fight for a prospective country that, despite its \u201call men are created equal\u201d rhetoric, did not even consider him one of its citizens. \u201cHe really does have to decide as a person of African-American descent where his loyalties are, and it would have been easy to say, \u2018Just wake me up when the revolution is over,\u2019\u201d says Julie Winch, author of A Gentleman of Color: The Life of James Forten.<\/em> But Forten joined the patriot cause, she explains, \u201cconvinced it will eventually bring about a fairer and more just society.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Forten was just 14 years old when he signed up for the war effort as a sailor. After several years of fighting, including a stint as a prisoner of war aboard a British vessel, Forten returned to Philadelphia \u2014 where he would become one of the most successful Black businessmen in the new nation. Starting as an apprentice to a White sailmaker named Robert Bridges, Forten gradually won his mentor\u2019s trust, which in turn helped him win the trust of the sea captains and ship owners who would turn to the young Black sailmaker for their sails once Bridges retired. Forten built a thriving business over the years, one with an interracial workforce and the goal of helping Black common laborers make the leap to skilled artisans the way he himself had once done.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But Forten didn\u2019t stop there. \u201cHe could have simply taken the money and forgotten the fate of the majority of Black people in his hometown,\u201d says Winch, \u201cbut that was not the belief system he subscribed to.\u201d Forten pumped both his time and his money into the twin causes of abolitionism and civil rights, and his pursuit of these goals quickly made him into a leading spokesman in the Black community \u2014 and a major donor to those seeking to advance related causes. <\/p>\n\n\n\n And so, when a 25-year-old editor and fervent abolitionist named William Lloyd Garrison approached Forten for help in starting an anti-slavery newspaper called The Liberator<\/em> in 1830, Forten didn\u2019t hesitate to back the effort. Forten and Garrison became close friends, and Forten, then in his 60s, helped provide the editor with not only money but also introductions to Philadelphia\u2019s Black leaders and a steady stream of inside information. Forten even penned his own column for The Liberator<\/em>, which would become the most important anti-slavery publication in America, under the pen name \u201cA Colored Philadelphian.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n When Forten died a decade later, praise and condolences came in from all across the country and the world. From Boston, it was Garrison who perhaps summed up his friend, patron and mentor best: \u201cHe was a man of rare qualities, and worthy to be held in veneration to the end of time.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Jack Doyle (1-8-17)<\/p>\n\n\n\n For a week in the late summer of 1921, planes buzzed, machine guns rattled, gas hissed and bombs whistled through the air around Blair Mountain, West Virginia. The Battle of Blair Mountain was the biggest fight in a conflict known as the Coal Wars. After a five-day standoff between private security forces and impoverished coal miners trying to unionize, President Warren G. Harding declared martial law in West Virginia and sent in the U.S. Army to put an end to the coal miners\u2019 resistance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Over the past few years, we\u2019ve become familiar with the weapons of American police brutality, from tear gas and rubber bullets to automatic weapons. But few realize just how long these tactics have been in play. Nearly 100 years ago, the U.S. federal government was dropping bombs on civilians in rural West Virginia<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For a week in the late summer of 1921, planes buzzed, machine guns rattled, gas hissed and bombs whistled through the air around Blair Mountain. It was like a scene out of World War I \u2014 a war that had ended just a few years earlier. Now, the United States was fighting itself in a conflict known as the Coal Wars, and the Battle of Blair Mountain would be the biggest fight yet. Impoverished coal miners<\/a> risked everything to try to unionize and establish some basic rights<\/a> for themselves and their communities.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Outside West Virginia, the Battle of Blair Mountain is little remembered, but it shaped the politics of the region in surprising ways. Our \u201cdominant middle-class ethos,\u201d historian Robert Shogan says, is part of why we shy away from historical memories like Blair Mountain. \u201cThe significance of class conflict in the making of America is overlooked and misunderstood,\u201d he explains. But with coal country currently undergoing a dramatic 21st-century political awakening, Blair Mountain is a testament to the power of American labor \u2014 and a lasting insight into the region\u2019s political strife.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The turn of the century saw coal become one of the world\u2019s most precious commodities. That refocused whole regions of the U.S., especially Appalachia, around mining \u2014 and put increasing pressure on miners to work long, punishing hours in harsh conditions. The intention may have been to make America great again, but the push for superpower status after World War I came at a tremendous cost to miners themselves. If they weren\u2019t killed in a cave-in or starved on poor wages, injuries and lifelong health problems abounded. And coal companies policed mining communities with private security, making sure that anyone caught speaking out against conditions was swiftly \u2014 and violently \u2014 silenced.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The miners who worked around Blair Mountain knew a little about how to better their situation; some waged work stoppages and strikes to get results. But miners elsewhere had unions \u2014 now considered a mixed bag by the American workforce, but at the time a cutting-edge way to establish unprecedented rights. Blair Mountain\u2019s miners came from several different counties in West Virginia and knew that together they had significant clout that could sway the bosses, or even the state and federal governments. To unionize, though, they were going to have to take matters into their own hands \u2014 and that meant trading tools for guns.<\/p>\n\n\n\n One confrontation exploded the situation between miners and the Stone Mountain Coal Company: the killing of a well-known pro-miner sheriff, Sid Hatfield, by private security hired by the coal company. Thousands of miners from several West Virginia counties banded together with one intention: to unionize the miners of Logan and Mingo counties.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That led to a battle that shocked the nation. With upward of 10,000 miners ready to fight for their rights, it became clear that 3,000 police and local volunteers wouldn\u2019t be enough to hold off the tide. Planes dropped bombs on the miners at the direction of military aviation pioneer Billy Mitchell. Five days into the fighting, President Warren G. Harding declared martial law in West Virginia and sent in the U.S. Army. The miners\u2019 resistance soon collapsed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Battle of Blair Mountain took its toll on West Virginia\u2019s mining communities for decades. But the conflict remains a source of pride for many \u2014 and is key to understanding the region\u2019s fractious relationship with national politicians.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Eromo Egbejule (3-12-20)<\/p>\n\n\n\n In 1966, a 27-year-old Nigerian student union president named Issac Boro declared the oil-rich Niger Delta region from which he hailed a sovereign republic and himself the head of state. Nigeria had been an independent country for only six years when about 150 volunteer soldiers joined Boro to wage guerrilla war against the Nigerian government. It didn\u2019t go well for the secessionists: After 12 days, the experiment was over, the revolutionaries were jailed, and Boro was charged with treason and sentenced to death.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Fifty-three years ago, the 27-year-old student union president of Nigeria\u2019s first full-fledged university declared the oil-rich Niger Delta region from which he hailed a sovereign republic and himself the head of state.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Right after independence, Nigeria was already playing its minority populations off each other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n <\/a><\/a><\/a><\/a>\u201cWe are going to demonstrate to the world what and how we feel about oppression,\u201d Isaac Boro told his supporters in his speech. \u201cRemember your 70-year-old grandmother who still farms before she eats; remember also your poverty-stricken people; remember too, your petroleum which is being pumped out daily from your veins; and then fight for your freedom.\u201d Nigeria had only been an independent country for six years, after an intense struggle against the British colonial administration.<\/p>\n\n\n\n About 150 volunteer soldiers joined the Niger Delta People\u2019s Volunteer Force (NDPVF) to wage guerrilla war against the Nigerian government. It was the first of many secession attempts Nigeria would encounter, and it didn\u2019t go well for the secessionists: After 12 days, the experiment was over and the revolutionaries were arrested and jailed, and Boro was charged with treason and sentenced to death.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The wave of independence and nationalism that had swept through Africa in the 1940s and \u201950s began to bear fruit in the early \u201960s. The year 1960, in particular, was fruitful for 17 different countries as they gained independence from Great Britain, France and a couple of other colonial masters<\/a>. It has since been known as the Year of Africa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But that struggle for independence emboldened separatist movements too. Dozens of groups sought freedom from the fragile new states they were nominally part of, and young revolutionaries like Boro \u2014 born Isaac Jasper Adaka Boro in 1938 \u2014 took that to its logical conclusion. His birthplace, Oloibiri, was the site of Nigeria\u2019s first commercial oil discovery and first industrial oil well in the late \u201950s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n His father was the village headmaster and Boro initially followed a similar path, going into teaching. But after serving as a school teacher and later as a policeman, he quit to enroll at the recently founded University of Nigeria to study chemistry. By Feb. 23, 1966, he had dropped out to devote himself full time to declaring an 11,000-square-milechunk of his country an independent state. Disillusioned by the independent government\u2019s lack of respect for minority groups \u2014 a reflection of how the white colonizers had treated Nigerians \u2014 Boro saw an opportunity in the Niger Delta\u2019s oil wealth<\/a> to split off and allow the region to make its own decisions about its natural resources.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The turning point came in January of 1966, just weeks before Boro\u2019s big announcement. Nigeria had its first coup: a group of majors, mostly of Igbo extraction, <\/strong>overthrew the civilian government of Azikiwe and Tafawa Balewa, the well-liked prime minister. Boro and many others saw the action as \u201can Igbo coup\u201d and worried that the dominance of the eastern Nigerian ethnic group would bring about an \u201cimpending tribal holocaust,\u201d says Port Harcourt-based activist, Nubari Saatah. Boro also blamed his own loss in two student government elections on such ethnic politics.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But it turned out secession was no picnic either. After 12 days of fighting, Boro was captured on March 7 and charged with treason. He was sentenced to death \u2014 but when Gen. Yakubu \u201cJack\u201d Gowon became head of state later that year, he gave Boro a presidential pardon and enlisted him as an army officer. He was sent to quell another secession \u2014 Igbos in the east<\/a> were attempting to split off and form their own nation, Biafra, which would eventually make a solo go of it for nearly three years.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cHe noted that most of the things the minority groups were benefiting were brought by the North,\u201d says Saatah. \u201cAll that made him join the Nigerian side.\u201d Boro\u2019s knowledge of the Niger Delta\u2019s topography proved useful, but he didn\u2019t survive the campaign, dying in 1967 at the age of 29.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Timinipre Owonaru, Boro\u2019s second-in-command and the only surviving NDPVF member, believes that the marginalization of the delta is still on, several decades later. \u201cWhat we fought for in the past hasn\u2019t really been achieved, in the sense that we\u2019re still in subjugation in the hands of the powers-that-be,\u201d he says. \u201cThe inability to control and manage our resources was the reason our agitation took place and even now we\u2019re still not controlling our resources, and that\u2019s a big tragedy.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Boro\u2019s socialist revolution may have failed but it laid the path for others agitating for true resource control, like the intellectual Ken Saro-Wiwa who was hanged in 1995, and more violent militant groups that sprung up in the early 2000s. His hometown is today revered as the spiritual home of all Ijaws because of its association with Boro. In December 1998, Ijaw youths worldwide gathered there for the Kaiama Declaration, a resolution to push for increased resource control and mobilization against the environmental degradation of the delta.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201c[The secession] wasn\u2019t going to succeed and he knew it,\u201d explains Saatah. \u201cBut it was going to show what was a possibility to both the people and the government \u2026 He wanted to draw the world\u2019s attention to what the Niger Delta was facing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Melissa Kitson<\/p>\n\n\n\n In 1989, Madrid officials decided to expropriate the land of Cerro Belmonte, a humble suburb in the capital\u2019s north \u2014 a decision that sparked an unlikely independence movement. Authorities planned to redevelop what they termed 19 \u201cbags of urban decay,\u201d but the residents of Cerro Belmonte refused to sell their homes. When protests didn\u2019t work, they threatened to seek independence from the city, and so the Kingdom of Cerro Belmonte was born, a move that prompted city officials to remove the suburb from the redevelopment plan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It wasn\u2019t a call Esther Castellanos was expecting. \u201cMrs. Castellanos, this is the Cuban Embassy. We have good news for you. A diplomatic car will pick you up at once.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sure enough, a car swung past Castellanos\u2019 home in Madrid to take her to the embassy. It was July 26, 1990, and celebrations for the anniversary of the attack on Moncada Barracks that kicked off the Cuban revolution were in full swing. Amid the raucous singing and dancing, Castellanos was told the good news: Fidel Castro had invited her to Cuba. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Castellanos wasn\u2019t as surprised as you might expect. It was just the latest twist in a saga that had begun more than a year earlier, on March 29, 1989, to be precise. That was the day Madrid officials decided to expropriate the land of Cerro Belmonte, a humble suburb in the capital\u2019s north now known as Valdezarza. It was a decision that sparked an unlikely independence<\/a> movement\u2014 one that started local and improbably turned international.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Authorities planned to redevelop what they termed 19 \u201cbags of urban decay,\u201d including Cerro Belmonte, and relocate residents to surrounding neighborhoods. Cerro Belmonte\u2019s 125 families were offered a paltry 5,018 pesetas per square meter (about $43) for their current homes in exchange for 40-square-meter apartments in nearby Vallecas and Villaverde. The City Hall brochure sold the plan as a way to \u201csubstitute centers with deficient development for new suburbs integrated in a quality urban structure.\u201d But the residents of Cerro Belmonte weren\u2019t buying it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Castellanos, a 28-year-old divorce lawyer, was suspicious of City Hall\u2019s intentions from the start. A property developer was offering 20 million pesetas for 90-square-meter apartments in an adjacent neighborhood. Castellanos told the Spanish daily El Pa\u00eds<\/em> what was commonly believed in her community: \u201cWe suspect that the expropriation of the land \u2026 could be followed by rezoning laws that allow high-rise apartments to be built.\u201d And so Cerro Belmonte residents refused to sell their homes for less than 200,000 pesetas per square meter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When city officials showed no interest in negotiations, the residents decided to make some noise. Literally. They staged cacerolazos<\/em>, taking to the street to bang pots and pans. And during afternoon rush hour they created barricades with garbage bins, fences and placards to disrupt traffic.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When that didn\u2019t work, the residents threatened to seek independence from the city that was trying to exploit them. \u201cThe excavators will have to drive over our dead bodies. No one is leaving the suburb,\u201d Castellanos yelled as the machinery moved in, reported the monthly magazine El Salto<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The authorities remained unmoved by the call for secession<\/a>, so Castellanos and other activists took the next logical step \u2014 they asked Cuba for political asylum. It was denied.<\/p>\n\n\n\n They weren\u2019t expecting it to be granted. But they also weren\u2019t expecting Fidel Castro to spring for 25 flights to Cuba. For Castellanos, it was just another way to draw media attention. At a neighborhood raffle, residents drew the 25 lucky names, including an 80-year-old man who had served in Spain\u2019s Hitler-supporting Blue Division and a 10-year-old girl.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The locals arrived in Cuba in time for Castro\u2019s birthday, Aug. 13, and were paraded across the island. During their seven-day Caribbean getaway, they received state honors, cigars and books, and even sat down with Castro<\/a>. \u201cWe were aware that it\u2019s all for show, but the only way of making politicians hear us is through the media,\u201d Castellanos told the Spanish website El Espa\u00f1ol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The publicity did little to sway Madrid. So Cero Belmonte held an independence referendum the first week of September in the home of Desideria Becerril, one of the neighborhood\u2019s oldest residents. It was a haphazard affair with cardboard ballot boxes and handwritten voting slips, but the result was definitive \u2014 212 votes in favor and two against. The Kingdom of Cerro Belmonte was born \u2014 a \u201ckingless kingdom,\u201d according to the constitution.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was radical politics, but the movement was so small the police could do little about it, says \u00c1ngel Cu\u00e9llar, president of the Poetas Dehesa de la Villa Neighborhood Association. \u201cThey couldn\u2019t intervene because it would have been like attacking normal people in the street.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n What followed was a rush of nationalism. Becerril\u2019s son, Gregorio Bravo, designed the flag (a red star on a white background) and took charge of developing the kingdom\u2019s new currency \u2014 the belmonte\u00f1o, valued symbolically at 5,018 pesetas. The local punk rock band Kaduka2000 chipped in with a national anthem \u2014 \u201cwe want bread, we want wine, we want the mayor on a stick\u201d \u2014 and a huge party was held in the local soccer stadium to celebrate ratification of Cerro Belmonte\u2019s constitution on Sept. 12, 1990. Among other things, it promised asylum to residents elsewhere in Madrid who had been poorly treated by the city. As a final measure, founders called on the United Nations to recognize the neighborhood\u2019s sovereignty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At last, City Hall gave in. Officials removed Cerro Belmonte from the redevelopment plan and included it in a different one that gave locals time to negotiate better prices individually with private contractors.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cOver time the people have left, most of them were older, and there is no trace of the community. Not even the houses remain,\u201d says Cu\u00e9llar. And with them has gone the memory of the independent Kingdom of Cerro Belmonte. \u201cThe authorities have tried to cover up what happened,\u201d says Cu\u00e9llar. \u201cIt is just an anecdote from the past.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Daniel Malloy (8-29-16)<\/p>\n\n\n\n On Dec. 6, 1917, Finland\u2019s Parliament voted to leave post-revolution Russia, engineering its own exit from a superpower. Though it initially looked like a clean break, the departure sowed seeds for a disastrous civil war that erupted a year later amid the Continent-wide upheaval of World War I. Still, Finland has maintained a stable independence and is now a peaceful, high-income success. Other nations that were in a similar boat in 1917 \u2014 like Ukraine \u2014 remained under the Soviet thumb and went in a starkly different direction.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The bloodshed came later. But Dec. 6, 1917, was a triumph of the peaceful, democratic variety. Finland\u2019s<\/a> parliament, the Eduskunta, voted that day to leave post-revolution Russia<\/a>, and Vladimir Lenin, a man with other preoccupations and ulterior long-term motives, decided not to put up a fight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nearly a century before Great Britain voted to \u201cLeave,\u201d this Nordic country \u2014 now 5.5 million strong \u2014 engineered its own exit from a superpower. Though it initially looked like a clean break, the departure really sowed seeds for a disastrous civil war that erupted a year later amid the continent-wide upheaval of World War I. Still, Finland has maintained a stable independence and is now a peaceful, high-income success. Other nations that were in a similar boat in 1917 \u2014 like Ukraine \u2014 remained under the Soviet thumb and went in a starkly different direction. But Finland was hardly a font of anti-imperialism in the early 20th century, according to University of Helsinki history professor Laura Kolbe, who says Finnish independence arrived \u201cmore or less by accident.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n The country, which is slightly larger than the U.S. state of New Mexico, had spent the previous century as a semiautonomous region of Russia; before that, it was part of Sweden. Finland developed its own bureaucratic institutions and governing system for just about everything except the army. It even had its own currency while enjoying the protection of the Russian emperor \u2014 so there was not much of an independence movement. There was also good reason for Russia to hold tight but treat Finland well, as czarist-era Prime Minister Pyotr Stolypin told the British historian Bernard Pares, noting how the Finnish border was only 20 miles from St. Petersburg, as recounted in The Finnish Civil War 1918: History, Memory, Legacy<\/em>, by Tuomas Tepora and Aapo Roselius. Would England tolerate an autonomous state within its empire that close to London? A few years after he made the comment, World War I broke out, shaking all assumptions about the world order.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Great War\u2019s decimation helped lead to the Russian Revolution of 1917, ending centuries of imperial rule and leaving a sudden political vacuum. Torn between two powers, Finland elected a pro-German government<\/a>, and its leaders declared that they wanted out from under Russia\u2019s rule. Following the November takeover by the Bolsheviks, Finnish leaders quickly drafted and passed a Declaration of Independence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n A Finnish delegation headed by Pehr Evind Svinhufvud went to St. Petersburg to meet Lenin and ask for a clean break, which the new leader provided. Kolbe says Lenin was so confident of Marxist doctrine and worldwide revolution that he was convinced Finland would come crawling back.\u201cIndependent states, sooner or later their working class creates revolution and wants to be part of the Soviet Union,\u201d Kolbe says. \u201cThat was his genius plan.\u201d Lenin\u2019s idea was not too far-fetched. Inspired by the Bolsheviks next door, Finnish socialists had declared a general strike in November, and the new independent government was not eager for compromise. The departure of Russian troops left the streets unpoliced, and the revolutionaries were emboldened by unrest throughout the region.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Finland\u2019s four-month civil war began in January 1918, pitting the urban working-class Red Guard against the bourgeois Whites. It was also a proxy war between Russia and Germany \u2014 though the Russian troops pulled back early. There is no verified figure, but more than 30,000 people died, an astronomical sum within just a few months \u2014 many perishing in refugee camps or through extrajudicial means, not just in battle. Russians were murdered \u201cin circumstances that can only be described as ethnic cleansing,\u201d Tepora and Roselius write in The Finnish Civil War 1918.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n The Germans were briefly in control but left by year\u2019s end, after losing World War I. Finland was again a Soviet-Germany battlefield in World War II, but it remained independent, never giving in to Lenin\u2019s fantasy. The working class was incorporated into the political system, and the Communist Party never gained much traction. It eventually turned into a stable liberal democracy, compared to other Russian border states. Next year marks the centennial of the \u201cFinlexit\u201d vote, and the government is preparing for Finland\u2019s biggest-ever birthday party, beginning with a televised bash on New Year\u2019s Eve. As far as birthday presents go, it would be hard to top a proposal in neighboring Norway, where leaders are considering shifting the border and offering their 4,478-foot Mount Halti summit to Finland \u2014 giving the nation a new highest peak with which to celebrate its centennial.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Laura Secorun Palet (4-27-16)<\/p>\n\n\n\n THE LADY PIRATE WHO TERRORIZED HER WAY TO THE GOOD LIFE<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n The world\u2019s most successful buccaneer might have been Chinese \u2014 and a woman. Ching Shih instilled fear in the hearts of merchants across the China Sea in the early 19th century. During her relatively short run as a pirate lord, this ruthless and cunning woman went from being a prostitute to commanding the infamous \u201cRed Flag Fleet.\u201d At the height of her success, Ching Shih\u2019s pirate armada boasted 1,600 ships, and she commanded more than 70,000 male and female pirates, spies and suppliers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The history of piracy<\/a> is full of clich\u00e9s. Yet the world\u2019s most successful buccaneer might have been Chinese \u2014 and a woman. Ching Shih, also known as Cheng I Sao, instilled fear in the hearts of merchants across the China<\/a> Sea in the early 19th century. During her relatively short run as a pirate lord \u2014 about a decade \u2014 this ruthless and cunning woman went from being a prostitute to commanding the infamous \u201cRed Flag Fleet\u201d and sending hundreds of thousands of men into battle.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At the height of her success, Ching Shih\u2019s pirate armada boasted 1,600 ships<\/a>, and she commanded more than 70,000 male and female pirates, spies and suppliers. Her sphere of influence stretched from the waters of the South China Sea through much of Guangdong Province, and she even had spies working within the ruling Qing Dynasty.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Qing emperor, Jiaqing, raised a large fleet of ships against her to no avail. Ching Shih was eventually offered amnesty by Jiaqing, and went on to retire at the ripe age of 35. The queen of the pirates then had a child, opened a brothel and lived a comfortable life until she died, at age 69, a wealthy aristocrat. Her name has been largely forgotten, but her legacy still lives today on the pirate-infested waters of the South China Sea<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Fiona Zublin (3-25-17)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Born in what is now Ukraine, 24-year-old Lyudmila Pavlichenko joined the Soviet army in 1941 and became a sniper. She was a formidable hunter, one reputed to have killed 187 people in battle over the course of 10 weeks in 1941. After hanging up her rifle, Pavlichenko became a military historian. While once she talked openly about being proud of killing Nazis, she later admitted that her first kill was difficult \u2014 that she had trembled and wondered if her target truly believed in Hitler\u2019s cause.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The 26-year-old Soviet sniper<\/a>, donning the Order of Lenin, stood before a crowd of American reporters. It was late summer, 1942, and Lyudmila Pavlichenko was asked whether she was allowed to wear lipstick on the job. \u201cThere are no rules against it,\u201d she said, smiling faintly, before regaling the press with tales of how she had killed 309 Nazis<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n As we debate once again whether or not it\u2019s OK to punch Nazis, Pavlichenko \u2014 aka \u201cLady Death\u201d \u2014 offers a few words of wisdom from beyond the grave. \u201cThe only feeling I have,\u201d she said when asked whether she had mixed feelings about being the most successful Soviet<\/a> sniper of World War II, \u201cis the great satisfaction a hunter feels who has killed a beast of prey.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n So how did Pavlichenko end up talking to a scrum of reporting Yanks? \u201cThe U.S.S.R. wanted a woman to show that it was a war where everybody was involved \u2026 She was available and alive,\u201d says Amandine Regamey, an academic working on a biography of Pavlichenko. Born in what is now Ukraine, the 24-year-old Pavlichenko joined the Soviet army in 1941. When a recruiter attempted to assign the student of history to nursing duties, she presented a certificate proving her shooting prowess \u2014 skills acquired thanks to her shooting hobby \u2014 and became a sniper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Though some academics doubt the figure of 309 kills, there\u2019s no doubt Pavlichenko was a formidable hunter: She is reputed to have killed 187 people in battle over the course of 10 weeks in 1941, according to Sniper in Action<\/em>. She was wounded three times and evacuated by submarine from the battle of Sevastopol, in which her husband, a fellow soldier, was later killed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Having achieved notoriety for her battlefield prowess, Pavlichenko was sent to the U.S. in 1942 \u2014 possibly, Regamey says, because having a woman fronting the tour for the U.S.S.R. would shame American men into getting more involved in the war effort. During the war, the U.S.S.R. recruited thousands of women into combat roles, including an estimated 2,000 sharpshooters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n It was Pavlichenko, the first Soviet citizen received by a U.S. president, who won over the American public \u2014 and its first lady Eleanor Roosevelt, who arranged the young Soviet\u2019s national tour. Fifteen years later, the 32nd U.S. president\u2019s wife visited Pavlichenko\u2019s two-room apartment in Moscow and heard her war stories once again, firsthand. Crowds of 100,000 were reported at rallies in Pavlichenko\u2019s honor during her wartime tour, and American troubadour Woody Guthrie immortalized the famous sniper with his song \u201cMiss Pavlichenko,\u201d crooning how \u201cThe whole world will love her for a long time to come \/ For more than 300 Nazis fell by your gun.<\/em>\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n Pavlichenko, and the equality she talked up at the behest of her higher-ups, was inspiring to much of America\u2019s left. The Soviet Union presented itself as a paradise of equality, where all genders and races were treated the same, and Pavlichenko represented that to many who hoped similar values would take hold in the U.S. \u201cI send you my deep and heartfelt greetings to your country fighting for the liberation of all mankind,\u201d Adele Young, an African-American, wrote to Pavlichenko in 1942. \u201cYour visit here is an inspiration to us to continue our fight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Pavlichenko herself wasn\u2019t an outspoken feminist. Her steely mien won people\u2019s respect, though, and when she returned to Moscow, she was declared a Hero of the Soviet Union, the nation\u2019s highest honor. By being an outstanding sniper and a woman, she helped open up opportunities for women in combat roles. At the onset of World War II, many women had been relegated to nursing work, but thanks to Pavlichenko and others, a women\u2019s sharpshooting school was opened by 1943; by the time the war ended, more than 1,800 women had become Soviet snipers. Many of them weren\u2019t as lucky as Pavlichenko, who never saw combat again: Fewer than 500 are believed to have made it through the war.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In the 1960s, the former sniper\u2019s discourse about her life\u2019s work changed. While once she talked openly about being proud of killing Nazis and making the world safer for her countrymen, she later admitted that her first kill was difficult \u2014 that she had trembled and wondered if her target truly believed in Hitler\u2019s cause or had simply been sent into battle. <\/p>\n\n\n\n After hanging up her rifle, Pavlichenko returned to her studies, earning a history degree from Kiev University. She became a military historian for the Navy until retirement, long after she\u2019d already made military history herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Dan Peleschuk (5-13-18)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Sympathizing with a sadistic Nazi propagandist is a tall order. Still, Julius Streicher\u2019s execution in a small prison gym following his conviction on war crimes at the Nuremberg trials must have been agonizing. After the noose was snugged around his neck and the black hood pulled over his head, the infamous editor of Der St\u00fcrmer<\/em> managed to get out one last \u201cHeil Hitler!\u201d before the trapdoor opened, and he plunged out of sight behind the black cloth hung as a privacy panel on the front of the gallows. But as the Allied military officers and eight journalists in attendance soon discovered, something wasn\u2019t right.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The rope had failed to snap the Nazi\u2019s neck. Instead, Streicher swung violently and groaned in pain as he struggled for air. A correspondent for the International News Service<\/em> reported that the American hangman, Master Sgt. John C. Woods, disappeared behind the black cloth to rectify the situation. \u201cI was not in the mood to ask what he did,\u201d the reporter wrote in his Oct. 16, 1946, dispatch, \u201cbut I assume that he grabbed the swinging body and pulled down on it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Anyone else might have been embarrassed about botching such a high-level execution. But Woods, an almost charmingly hapless man with a checkered past, relished his role in sending 10 convicted, top-level Nazis<\/a> to their deaths. The fact that he reportedly bungled at least three of the hangings \u2014 in addition to around 20 others throughout his short career \u2014 didn\u2019t seem to bother him. \u201cThe way I look at this hanging job,\u201d he told another correspondent that day, \u201csomebody has to do it.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Born in 1911, Woods was abandoned by his parents and raised by his grandparents in small-town Kansas. He dropped out of high school and, after struggling to find work, joined the Navy, only to find out that following orders apparently wasn\u2019t for him. After going AWOL, he was caught, declared a \u201cconstitutional psychotic\u201d and dismissed. For years, he bounced from one job to another with little success, found himself in a scandalous marriage and was busted for floating a bad check. When World War II broke out, Woods was drafted into the U.S. Army as a combat engineer; his discharge from the Navy apparently went undetected.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then came D-Day<\/a>. Woods landed in Normandy during one of the first waves of assault, according to author French MacLean, a retired Army colonel, and the bloodshed he witnessed must have shaken him \u2014 at least enough so that when the Army put out a call for a hangman, he piped up and explained how he\u2019d once helped execute several men in Texas and Oklahoma. \u201cWell, he was lying,\u201d says MacLean, whose book about Woods is forthcoming. \u201cBut the Army didn\u2019t check up, because we didn\u2019t want to find something we didn\u2019t want to find, or we tried to check up, and it was too hard.\u201d Woods was promoted from private to master sergeant in one day and trained under a major for about a dozen hangings, most of them performed on American troops. <\/p>\n\n\n\n In those days, says military historian Frederic Borch, a death sentence was typical for grievous crimes such as murder and rape. It was an effective way of maintaining discipline during wartime, while also sending a clear signal to locals who were newly liberated from Nazi tyranny. \u201cThey didn\u2019t want the French<\/a> to think that they just traded one set of SOBs for another set,\u201d says Borch, a regimental historian for the Army Judge Advocate General\u2019s Legal Center and School in Charlottesville, Virginia. Woods found himself fairly busy: Of the 96 U.S. soldiers executed in Europe and North Africa during World War II, he hanged around 30 of them. Not all of the death sentences were carried out smoothly, MacLean says, probably due to Woods\u2019 lack of experience.<\/p>\n\n\n\n But Woods\u2019 crowning \u2014 if macabre \u2014 achievement came following the Nuremberg trials of October 1946. Of the 11 top surviving Nazis convicted of war crimes, 10 were sent to Woods to meet their end (two hours before his turn, former German Air Force chief Hermann G\u00f6ring killed himself with a vial of potassium cyanide that had been smuggled into his cell).<\/p>\n\n\n\n The executions were not clean kills. Joachim von Ribbentrop, the foreign minister who went first, shortly after 1 a.m., took 14 minutes to die; the second prisoner, field marshal Wilhelm Keitel, choked for nearly twice as long, according to eyewitness media accounts. While those mistakes may have been accidental, MacLean believes that Streicher\u2019s shoddy execution was intentional, arguing that the propagandist\u2019s famous flair for the dramatic stole the scene from Woods. He also cites testimony from a lieutenant present at the scene, who saw Woods cast a wry smile during Streicher\u2019s turn. \u201cAt an execution,\u201d MacLean says, \u201cJohn Woods wanted to, and insisted on, playing the lead actor.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n On that infamous day, the Kansas high school dropout was brimming with confidence, reportedly boasting of his efficiency in killing 10 men in just 106 minutes. \u201cI wasn\u2019t nervous,\u201d he told Time<\/em> magazine after the hangings. \u201cA fellow can\u2019t afford to have nerves in this business.\u201d Although Woods enjoyed his brief notoriety, he died several years later from electrocution on the Pacific island of Eniwetok while serving in an engineering unit. Some believe the death was suspicious, noting the alleged presence of German scientists working on the atoll for the U.S. weapons program. Either way, his exit was certainly quicker than that of his most famous victims.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Meradith Hoddinott and Fiona Zublin (1-26-20)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Julie d\u2019Aubigny, aka Mademoiselle Maupin, was the renowned daughter of a clerk in the court of Louis XIV. Born around 1673, she was taught fencing by her father, and eventually ran away with a swordsman. The couple traveled the countryside, showing off their fencing skills to the public. Once, while attending a royal ball dressed as a man, she was challenged to three duels in a single evening \u2014 and won them all. D\u2019Aubigny later became an opera star and inspired a French novel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n How many duels<\/a> do you think you could fight in a single day? A glimpse at one badass French<\/a> swordswoman in action offers a possible answer: three. After attending a royal ball dressed as a man, and romancing and then kissing<\/a> another woman on the dance floor, she was challenged by three men. She proceeded to take them on one by one, and to best all three.<\/p>\n\n\n\n If you can believe it, that\u2019s not even among the top three most improbable stories about Julie d\u2019Aubigny, aka Mademoiselle Maupin, the renowned daughter of a clerk in the court of Louis XIV. While it\u2019s hard to know how many of the stories about d\u2019Aubigny are true \u2014 even her real name remains unclear, with some accounts calling her \u00c9milie, others Madeleine and some simply \u201cla Maupin\u201d \u2014 legends about her have survived, reminding us that even in the 17th century, some people are born to impress.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cWhat\u2019s most dizzying to me is the pace of her life,\u201d says Kelly Gardiner, author of Goddess<\/em>, a fictionalized account of d\u2019Aubigny\u2019s life. \u201cMost of the more astonishing events happened before she was 20.\u201d While researching Goddess<\/em>, Gardiner visited every known location of one of d\u2019Aubigny\u2019s most notorious exploits and pored over primary sources for information about her wily subject. What she found: a woman who flouted social convention, class, gender, marriage and the law.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Born around 1673, d\u2019Aubigny was taught fencing by her father, an assistant to the Count d\u2019Armagnac. As a teenager, she was married off to a pretty boring guy who bestowed her with one of her famous names: Maupin. Predictably, d\u2019Aubigny, who was having an affair with d\u2019Armagnac, didn\u2019t stick around. Instead, she found a fencing expert, known as S\u00e9ranne, and ran away with him. The couple traveled the countryside, showing off their fencing skills to the public. When an audience member questioned her gender \u2014 she was just too good at sword-fighting to be a woman, you see \u2014 d\u2019Aubigny ripped off her shirt in front of him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Her next known lover was the daughter of a merchant, who ended up sending his girl to a convent to keep her from the insatiable d\u2019Aubigny. She promptly enrolled in the convent too. While Gardiner hasn\u2019t found evidence for the following story, it appears in most accounts of d\u2019Aubigny\u2019s life: She and her lover disinterred the body of a recently expired nun, put it in the lover\u2019s room and set the convent on fire before fleeing.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Then, as now, body snatching was a non-non<\/em>: After failing to appear in court to answer charges of kidnapping, body snatching and arson, d\u2019Aubigny was sentenced to death. All that, and the affair with her convent girlfriend didn\u2019t even last. One appeal to the king later, thanks to the Count d\u2019Armagnac, and d\u2019Aubigny was freed, after which she moved to Paris and became an opera star known as Mademoiselle de Maupin. She was \u201creceived with raptures,\u201d according to Robert Malcolm\u2019s biographical sketch of d\u2019Aubigny in his 1855 Curiosities of Biography<\/em>, which also claims that later in life, d\u2019Aubigny reunited with her husband and eventually saw a priest to receive the last rites. The move to Paris happened around 1690, which would have made d\u2019Aubigny just 17.<\/p>\n\n\n\n While an opera star, d\u2019Aubigny continued dueling. Aside from the three duels in one night, which saw her sentenced to death again<\/em> and pardoned again<\/em>, she wound up in a duel with the Comte d\u2019Albert. Stories vary \u2014 in some, the count doesn\u2019t realize that his opponent is a woman; in others, he\u2019s a crude would-be Romeo \u2014 but the outcome is always the same: D\u2019Aubigny wounds the count, then allegedly nurses him back to health, thus beginning a lifelong friendship. All this dueling, though, was still illegal, so d\u2019Aubigny fled to Belgium, where she became the mistress of the elector of Bavaria. When he grew weary of her and offered her 40,000 francs to leave, d\u2019Aubigny threw the money back at him and, according to Malcolm\u2019s Curiosities of Biography<\/em>, \u201ckicked him down stairs.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n By some accounts, d\u2019Aubigny spent time as a maid in Madrid before returning to Paris, where she fell in love with the famously beautiful Madame la Marquise de Florensac. The couple reportedly played house for two years, until the latter died suddenly. While d\u2019Aubigny\u2019s cross-dressing and open affairs with women were exceptional for the time, Gardiner notes that they weren\u2019t unheard of \u2014 there are records of lesbian couples living together, and other women also lived by the sword.<\/p>\n\n\n\n After her lover\u2019s death, d\u2019Aubigny, still in the opera, lived for another few years, likely into her mid-30s. The exact cause of her demise is unknown. Most contemporary accounts of her life, Gardiner explains, were written by men offended by her actions and by the fact that d\u2019Aubigny always won. She also inspired an 1835 French novel, Th\u00e9ophile Gautier\u2019s Mademoiselle de Maupin<\/em>, in which a character named Madeleine de Maupin seduces both a young man and his mistress while in various disguises.<\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cShe was a star,\u201d Gardiner says, noting the difficulty of parsing fact from fiction when it comes to d\u2019Aubigny. Many of the stories were told in \u201ctabloid pamphlets, posters and newssheets,\u201d stories that people sang songs about in the streets and taverns. Rumors quickly spread, Gardiner adds: \u201cImagine trying to make sense in a few hundred years of news reports written now about performers.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Sean Brazswell<\/p>\n\n\n\n They started off largely ignored, with no budget and no media coverage of their dominant play. They became global superstars with their 1999 World Cup victory, powered by Mia Hamm\u2019s brilliance and Brandi Chastain\u2019s sports bra celebration seen round the world. As their on-field triumphs continue along with their epic fight for equal pay, the women of U.S. soccer are an American tale unlike any other.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In the summer of 1985, the first U.S. women\u2019s national soccer team made their debut in Italy. The ragtag group, cobbled together in less than a week and with a shoestring budget, little time to practice, and hand-me-down uniforms, struggled to keep up with their international competition. But their perseverance and their love of the game laid the groundwork for the winning team culture that fueled the championship teams of the 1990s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Thread podcast<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n A team Of Their Own<\/a><\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n by Fiona Zublin (9-29-18)<\/p>\n\n\n\n For France, Joan of Arc is the ultimate national heroine. But French-controlled Martinique has another young female heroine, Lumina Sophie dite Surprise. Lumina was a revolutionary leader who, despite being pregnant, organized a movement in 1870 against those who would oppress the island\u2019s Black population. During a revolution that lasted only five days, Lumina led a group in torching plantations where their ancestors had worked as slaves before being arrested and sentenced to life in prison with hard labor.<\/p>\n\n\n\n For France and many of its former overseas colonies, Joan of Arc<\/a> is the ultimate national heroine<\/a> \u2014 the young woman who stepped out of nowhere and, armed mostly with the white-hot fire of belief, led her people to victory and freedom. But Martinique<\/a> has another heroine, who stepped out of the bayou armed with the white-hot fire of \u2026 well, fire: Lumina Sophie dite Surprise. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Lumina is remembered, when<\/em> she is remembered, as one of the leaders of her island\u2019s 1870 insurrection. Perhaps it\u2019s harder for France to idealize her story, seeing as European colonists are the villains in it. Or maybe racism persists in French culture \u2014 as evidenced by protests when a mixed-race teenager was chosen earlier this year to portray Joan of Arc at an annual pageant. <\/p>\n\n\n\n \u201cFor me, she was like a Creole Joan of Arc,\u201d says Suzanne Dracius, who authored a play about Lumina\u2019s life after an account of the 1870 insurrection found its way to her from a bookseller\u2019s stall by the Seine. \u201cThere are so many similarities between them: young women who left their serene little universes to put themselves in danger and fight. But there are differences: Lumina was pregnant. And Lumina read newspapers.\u201d But when Dracius visited a history museum in Martinique, Lumina\u2019s name was barely mentioned. Dracius\u2019 2005 play, Lumina Sophie dite Surprise<\/em>, revitalized interest in her as a heroine. Now there are songs by local artists about Lumina, as well as a high-rise and a high school named after her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Nicknames were common in Martinique in the immediate aftermath of slavery, reflecting a racist tradition where slaves were given only first names and numbers, and Lumina\u2019s has become part of her moniker in modern times \u2014 all one phrase tumbling out, Lumina Sophie dite Surprise: Light, Wisdom, called Surprise. It would be difficult to be more on the nose, unless you were to add something equally mellifluous that means an \u201cahead-of-her-time renegade who wasn\u2019t afraid to literally burn shit down.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n But back to Martinique. The tiny island had been mapped by Christopher Columbus and then colonized in the 17th century by French settlers; just a few decades later, the first slaves were brought to the island to work on sugar plantations. Power over the island passed between France and Britain for hundreds of years as the two nations battled at home and abroad. The French were still in charge when slavery was abolished on the island in 1848, the same year that Lumina was born, on Nov. 9 in the town of Rivi\u00e8re-Pilote. Her birth was recorded in the local register as Marie-Philom\u00e8ne Roptus, and scant details about her early life indicate that her mother became head of the family when Lumina was 6. At a time when former slaves had no access to formal education, she was also literate, with a penchant for reading newspapers and keeping up with politics. By the age of 21, known for her independent streak, Lumina was working as a seamstress and a merchant \u2014 and living with Emile Sidney, a man whose family had been free Black people even before the abolition of slavery on the island. Well-informed but raised in rural poverty, she was in a prime position to understand and protest inequality in Martinique. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Lumina\u2019s revolution lasted only five days. It began when a Black sailor was jailed over a minor altercation with a European man; tensions escalated until the whole region erupted on Sept. 22, 1870. Lumina was then two months pregnant by Sidney, a leader of the revolution who, along with several of his comrades, mysteriously disappeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Undeterred, Lumina organized a group of P\u00e9troleuses \u2014 <\/em>female insurrectionists who shared a name with the legendary fighting women of the Paris Commune just months earlier \u2014 in torching plantations where their ancestors had worked as slaves, and where Black islanders were then shackled by unfair work contracts aimed at keeping them in economic bondage. On Sept. 26, she was arrested and imprisoned, identified by the governor as the \u201cflame of the revolt.\u201d When her trial finally began the following spring, the first inquest lasted an entire month and a few of the charges against her were dropped. Weeks later, her baby, Th\u00e9odore Lumina, was born in prison and separated from her immediately, dying just 14 months later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n At the end of May, the trial resumed, conducted entirely in French even though Lumina spoke only Creole. On charges of revolt, blasphemy and burning three homes, she was sentenced to life with hard labor and sent to a prison in Guyana, where she died eight years later at the age of 31, reportedly of exhaustion. After that, according to Dracius, she was all but forgotten in Martinique \u2014 outside of folk legend \u2014 for more than a century, until media interest rekindled national pride in a woman who may not have been White or a teenage virgin like Joan of Arc but was just as ready to sacrifice herself for a cause she believed in.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Libby Coleman (2-17-17)<\/p>\n\n\n\n Unlike the contributions of her husband, famed civil rights activist W.E.B. Du Bois, Graham Du Bois\u2019 accomplishments have largely been forgotten. But she achieved rare heights for women of her era. She penned Tom-Tom<\/em>, the first all-Black opera, and also authored biographical texts about Black historical figures like inventor George Washington Carver. And when her husband was accused of being a communist during the Red Scare, Graham Du Bois rallied to his defense by giving speeches nationwide.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The Rev. David Graham feared that a mob was coming to burn down his church. The community meeting he had organized to protest the killing of a young Black boy by a policeman had stirred up trouble. So Graham stood before his congregation with a loaded gun and a Bible, told the women and children to get out of harm\u2019s way, and prepared, alongside 21 armed men, to fight.<\/p>\n\n\n\n In the end, nothing came of it, but the reverend\u2019s young daughter, Shirley, about age 6, was marked forever by the scene and others like it in the American South<\/a> at the turn of the last century. As a result, she devoted her life to fighting racism and oppression as a writer and an activist. Unlike the contributions of her second husband, famed civil rights activist W.E.B. Du Bois, Graham Du Bois\u2019 have largely been forgotten, but Komozi Woodard, a historian at Sarah Lawrence College, insists they were very much a \u201cpower couple\u201d and that Graham Du Bois was Du Bois\u2019 equal in many ways. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Born in Indiana in 1896, Graham achieved a level of accomplishment rare for women of the era, long before she married Du Bois, author of The Souls of Black Folk <\/em>and father of Pan-Africanism. In 1932, she penned Tom-Tom<\/em>,the first all-Black opera performed professionally in the U.S., which was seen by an estimated 25,000 people. She also authored biographical texts about Black historical figures<\/a> like the inventor George Washington Carver and the poet Phillis Wheatley \u2014 all while raising two sons as a divorced single mother. In the 1940s, as the NAACP\u2019s membership increased tenfold, the 5-foot-2 powerhouse worked tirelessly as an assistant field director in New York City. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Du Bois was in his early 80s when he and Graham married in 1951, and she had a substantial influence on his later career. \u201cDu Bois couldn\u2019t have had that last important phase of his life without the partnership he had with Shirley,\u201d Woodard says. Before their marriage, Du Bois was in a \u201csparring match\u201d with communists, says Gerald Horne, a historian at the University of Houston, but that quickly changed as he came to see his wife\u2019s logic. While older activists fought solely against racial discrimination, \u201cyoung lions like Shirley said no, economics is also affecting us\u201d and supported the Communist Party, Woodard adds.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When Du Bois was arraigned as a suspected communist<\/a> during the Red Scare, Graham Du Bois rallied to her husband\u2019s defense by giving speeches nationwide. She didn\u2019t wave a gun or a Bible, but she held sway over audiences, and Du Bois was eventually cleared. In 1961, the couple left the U.S. for Ghana because of anti-communist and anti-Black extremism, a move, Woodard says, that was \u201cengineered\u201d by Graham Du Bois, who was forced to leave behind her post as founding editor of the Black magazine Freedomways<\/em>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n W.E.B. Du Bois died in 1963, and the much younger Graham Du Bois continued supporting radical causes. She was the founding director of Ghana Television, met with government officials in China and introduced Malcolm X to Ghanaian President Kwame Nkrumah. She embraced Malcolm X like a \u201cson\u201d and was \u201cinstrumental\u201d in his success, Woodard says, by providing him with support and contacts. She may have been a controversial figure in her time, but it\u2019s puzzling why Graham Du Bois never earned a bigger entry in history books. Perhaps because, for one, she could be too \u201ctraditional,\u201d Horne says, referring to her role as a \u201cmother\u201d to Black activists like Malcolm X and to her use of language that often played into gender stereotypes. Also, W.E.B. overshadowed his wife, both in reputation and with privilege. \u201cThe economic security that she got from marrying Du Bois helped stabilize her life,\u201d Woodard notes, and perhaps also diminished her legacy. <\/p>\n\n\n\n When Malcolm X was assassinated in 1965, Graham Du Bois took to Ghanaian airwaves to deliver a speech, titled \u201cThe Beginning, Not the End,\u201d to help shape his legacy. She deemed Malcolm X \u201cthe most promising and effective leader of American Negroes in this century,\u201d a stance that was not unanimously shared at the time. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Graham Du Bois died in China in 1977, an event deemed undeserving of a New York Times<\/em> obituary, in contrast to her late husband, and no one took to the airwaves to hail her accomplishments. After all, most of the historical names revered as seminal Black activists and artists are male. But, as we know, that\u2019s only half the story.<\/p>\n\n\n\n by Nick Dall (11-29-18)<\/p>\n\n\n\n This 19th-century Bolivian president loved four things: sex, booze, gambling and having it all. Born near Cochabamba in 1820, Melgarejo ran away from home at age 9 and entered the army, eventually rising to power via a coup in 1864. Legend has it that the drunken president once stripped the British ambassador, tied him to a donkey and paraded him around (before ousting him from the country). A few months after losing power himself in 1871, Melgarejo was shot dead by his ex-lover\u2019s brother.<\/p>\n\n\n\n General Mariano Melgarejo, the 18th president of Bolivia, had barely been in office a year when he was \u2014 according to some sources \u2014 defeated in battle in La Paz, the capital, by his arch-rival, former President Manuel Isidoro Belzu. Instead of accepting defeat, Melgarejo gate-crashed the victory party at the Presidential Palace in La Paz on March 23, 1865. Belzu, who assumed Melgarejo had been brought as a prisoner, \u201cdecided to leave the room and receive him with a hug,\u201d wrote 19th-century Bolivian historian Tom\u00e1s O\u2019Connor D\u2019Arlach in General Melgarejo: Words and Deeds of This Famous Man<\/em>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Bad move. According to D\u2019Arlach, Melgarejo made his way through the throng of soldiers and civilians, shot Belzu dead and, leaving Belzu \u201cshrouded in his own blood,\u201d exclaimed to the crowd: \u201c\u2018Belzu is dead! Who lives now?\u2019\u201d To which \u201csome voices answered: \u2018Viva Melgarejo!\u2019\u201d Other versions of the story have Melgarejo purposefully posing as a prisoner and showing Belzu\u2019s body to the crowd. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Whatever happened, Melgarejo remained president until 1871, when he was eventually ousted by General Agust\u00edn Morales, who swept to victory on the coattails of a massive rebellion of native Bolivians after Melgarejo attempted to introduce legislation to seize the land of indigenous communities, according to Erick Langer, a history professor at Georgetown University. A few months after losing power, Melgarejo was shot dead by his ex-lover\u2019s brother. \u201cHis sole interests might be summed up in the four words: drink, women, gambling and gluttony,\u201d wrote Charles Chapman in Melgarejo of Bolivia: An Illustration of Spanish American Dictatorships<\/em>. <\/p>\n\n\n\n Born near Cochabamba in 1820, five years before Bolivia achieved independence from Spain, Melgarejo was the \u201clove child\u201d of a Spanish man and a poor Quechua Indian woman, writes Ava Wilgus in South American Dictators During the First Century of Independence<\/em>. He ran away from home at the age of 9 and shortly afterward entered the army, where, she says, \u201chis audacity and valor gained him both promotion and fame relatively early.\u201d Military valor was one of the main ways to rise to power in 19th-century Bolivia. The other was being born rich. <\/p>\n\n\n\n In the 1850s and \u201960s, Melgarejo worked for (and against) several presidents, helping to quash rebellions and stage coups in various corners of the tumultuous country. While he became a fairly well-known figure, says Langer, his predilection for drink and women meant he probably wasn\u2019t seen as a serious leadership candidate. Even in 1854, when Melgarejo was charged with high treason for launching an unsuccessful coup against Belzu \u2014 yes, the same Belzu \u2014 he was able to get off after a group of Cochabamba residents submitted a petition asking the president to spare Melgarejo, blaming his actions on alcohol. While agreeing to their request, Belzu warned that they would \u201csomeday regret\u201d their actions. Little did he know that the real regret would be his.<\/p>\n\n\n\n When Melgarejo eventually assumed power \u2014 after taking advantage of the ill health of his longtime ally, President Jos\u00e9 Mar\u00eda de Ach\u00e1, to launch a coup in December 1864 \u2014 he did, at least, stay true to his core vices. He was not, Langer points out, \u201cthe first or the last\u201d Bolivian president to enjoy a drink<\/a> or take a mistress, but his excess in both regards was legendary.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The most memorable<\/a> anecdote<\/a> of his rule, said to have taken place in 1867, involves a drunken Melgarejo stripping the British ambassador naked, trussing him \u201cass backward\u201d to a donkey and parading him around Plaza Murillo before expelling him from the country. So unamused was Queen Victoria that she ordered a naval attack on Bolivia. After being informed that La Paz was hundreds of miles from the coast and 12,000 feet above sea level, she marked an X through her map of South America and declared, \u201cThis country does not exist.\u201d Diplomatic relations were not reestablished until the 1900s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Writing in Smithsonian Magazine<\/em>, journalist Mike Dash has cast serious doubt on this story. (There is no way it happened in 1867, he asserts, before identifying Belzu rather than Melgarejo as the most likely protagonist.) Indeed, many of Melgarejo\u2019s most infamous missteps are apocryphal \u2014 he is said to have donated huge tracts of land to Brazil in return for a magnificent white horse and, on a separate occasion, to have argued that Napoleon was a far superior general to Bonaparte, despite the two being the same person \u2014 but they deserve retelling, says Langer, because they are indicative not only of his character but also of the \u201ckind of contra-propaganda\u201d that blights Melgarejo\u2019s image to this day.<\/p>\n\n\n\n The damage caused by his policies is easier to quantify, says Langer. Not only did Melgarejo cede enormous swaths of territory to both Brazil and Chile (thus paving the way for Bolivia to lose its gateway to the Pacific), but he \u2014 or, more accurately, his policymakers \u2014 also made the first attempt to privatize the communal land held by indigenous communities. Communities were given a choice: either pay for the land they had farmed for centuries or see it sold \u2014 at bargain-basement prices \u2014 to government cronies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Although his land policy would ultimately result in his downfall, Melgarejo didn\u2019t generally bother himself with the details of governance. That meant he was easily used by the technocrats of the day. \u201cHis one principle was to get money enough to keep the army satisfied and maintain himself in power,\u201d writes Chapman. (And to fund frequent drinking parties.) Langer likens it to how he sees the relationship between the Republican Party and President Donald Trump: \u201cTrump is destroying the party,\u201d he reckons, \u201cbut Republicans are using him as a vessel to get things done.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n In August 1871, 10 months after his ouster, the Bolivian Parliament voted to annul all laws passed by Melgarejo. Despite this, he is still, \u201crather amazingly, seen as a bad guy by all sides,\u201d says Langer. Current Bolivian President Evo Morales<\/a>, for example, often blames Melgarejo for stealing indigenous land, forgetting that the land was soon returned to the communities and the lasting theft took place a few decades later.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Later in 1871, Melgarejo was shot dead when \u2014 having tracked his ex-lover Juana S\u00e1nchez down to Lima, Peru \u2014 he was denied access to the S\u00e1nchez abode. Not one to back down, Melgarejo tried to force entry and was shot dead by her brother. Even though he is widely remembered as Bolivia\u2019s worst president, holding on to power for six full years in 19th-century Bolivia was \u201cquite an achievement,\u201d says Langer. If nothing else, \u201che sure had cojones.\u201d <\/p>\n\n\n\n by Melissa Pandika (4-30-17)<\/p>\n\n\n\n This tattooed American serial killer likely committed 21 murders and more than 1,000 rapes of young boys and men around the globe during the early 20th century. In New York, he once hired 10 sailors to work on his yacht, lulled them to sleep with alcohol and shot\u00ad\u00ad\u00ad\u00ad\u00ad them dead. Unlike charismatic and cunning serial killers like Ted Bundy, Panzram was nothing if not brutally honest. \u201cFor all of these things, I am not the least bit sorry,\u201d he seethed from his prison cell. \u201cI hate the whole damned human race including myself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n Carl Panzram \u2014 a tattooed, 6-foot-tall giant of a man with cold gray eyes \u2014 stowed away on a ship bound for Angola around 1920 to work as a merchant seaman. After arriving in Lobito Bay, he hired a half-dozen local guides for a crocodile-hunting expedition. But Panzram had other prey on his mind. As their canoe<\/a> wended its way down the river, he shot each crew member dead before feeding their corpses to the hungry crocodiles lurking below.<\/p>\n\n\n\n That was just one of many crimes, including 21 murders and more than 1,000 rapes of young boys and men, Panzram admitted to committing. Unlike charming and cunning serial killers Ted Bundy or Rodney Alcala, Panzram remained brutally honest. \u201cFor all of these things, I am not the least bit sorry,\u201d he seethed in his autobiography, penned from his prison cell. \u201cI hate the whole damned human race including myself.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n But could he really be that bad? Yes, at least according to experts who have studied him and found that the roots of his evil could be traced back to his childhood. Minnesota<\/a>, Panzram\u2019s father abandoned his family when he was about 8 years old. Soon after, Panzram landed in a reform school called Red Wing for a string of burglaries. Red Wing schooled Panzram in sadism<\/a>, punishing him with beatings and rapes, which led him to a realization: \u201c\u2018The world is this shithole, and I\u2019m going to go through the world and wreak havoc in it,\u2019\u201d said Harold Schechter, a true-crime writer specializing in serial killers.<\/p>\n\n\n\n After graduating, he spent years sleeping on freight trains. During one ride in a boxcar, he was gang raped by transients \u2014 leaving him \u201ca sadder, sicker but wiser boy,\u201d Panzram wrote. In 1915, he traveled through Idaho, California and other states along the Columbia River, burning and burglarizing buildings and raping countless young men and boys. Around the same time, Panzram was sentenced to seven years at the Oregon State Penitentiary for burglary. To punish his unruliness, the wardens hung him from the rafters for hours, turned a hose on him, and kept him in solitary confinement for weeks, leaving him to feed on cockroaches<\/a>.<\/p>\n\n\n\n Not long after escaping in 1918, Panzram committed his first murders. In New York, he hired sailors to work on a yacht bought with his robbery bounty, lulled them to sleep with alcohol and shot\u00ad\u00ad\u00ad\u00ad\u00ad them dead \u2014 all 10 of them. Soon after, he set sail for Angola, raping and killing a young boy before the crocodile-hunting<\/a> expedition. About a year later, he hid aboard a Lisbon-bound ship, only to find that the police there were on the lookout for him, aware of his crimes in Africa. So, soon after, he stowed away on a ship to the U.S. <\/p>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cTHE TRUTH IS OUR FIGHT, AND THE FIGHT OF THOSE WHO LOOKED UP TO US AS HEROES, DIDN\u2019T END WITH THE \u2018WAR TO END ALL WARS.\u2019 \u201d<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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THIS BLACK ACTIVIST WAS ONE OF THE RICHEST MEN IN EARLY AMERICA.
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THE SIGNIFICANCE OF CLASS CONFLICT IN THE MAKING OF AMERICA IS OVERLOOKED AND MISUNDERSTOOD.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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Daniel knows where the bodies are buried, which is why he\u2019s been a trusted member of OZY\u2019s PDB team while stationed in Laos and is a much-valued reporter now that he\u2019s back in the good ol\u2019 USA. Having been gone for just a year, the one-time NBA hopeful \u2014 those dreams got dashed when he measured up to a paltry 5\u20192\u201d his freshman year in high school (though he\u2019s 5\u201911\u201d now) \u2014 is finding America a far different country than the one he left just 12 short months ago.
His wheelhouse? National politics, and he\u2019s excited to be beating a path once again to the nation\u2019s capital, where you can catch him schmoozing with buddies at Capitol Lounge or Iron Horse on visits, even though his home base is further south in North Carolina. But Daniel is also a sucker for true crime. Once, while working for The Pittsburgh Post-Gazette<\/em>, Daniel was doing the graveyard cop shift when he caught an intriguing news story about a local guy who had buried a woman in his front yard. When he went knocking, Mr. Greenthumb \u2014 nope, not his real name \u2014 said he didn\u2019t like how he\u2019d been portrayed on television. So Daniel convinced him to talk, and the man \u2014 who had yet to be arrested or charged \u2014 spilled the beans. He had befriended an older woman, moved in with her and returned home one day to find that she had died in her sleep. Not having any money and with no way of reaching her estranged family the man decided to take matters into his own hands. Under cover of darkness, he dug a hole and buried her in the front yard. He then proceeded to cash the woman\u2019s Social Security checks \u2026 until, that is, her long-lost son came calling with police a couple years later.
Having grown up in Alexandria, VA, covering national politics was almost inevitable. But Daniel did get away for school at UNC-Chapel Hill and for stints in Pittsburgh and Laos. While covering all things Washington for the Atlanta Journal Constitution<\/em>, his calling card there wasn\u2019t so much his written word as his voice. Daniel made a series of raps relating to Georgia state politics in 2014 that the AJC put online for a lark. Gawker poked fun at one, helping it go viral. Such was Daniel\u2019s rap fame that even Georgia\u2019s secretary of state greeted him as \u201cthe rapper.\u201d
From Washington, he decamped to Laos for a year-long adventure along the Mekong River that included staying one step ahead of immigration authorities and government censors. If anyone asks, he was a writer and sometime bar manager who most certainly did not commit any journalism inside the country. Apart from skirting a few laws while overseas, Daniel claims he just has a couple of bad habits: eating unhealthily when his wife\u2019s not looking and swearing like a sailor \u2014 the latter often coming during intense UNC basketball games. Keep an eye out for his reporting on the Trump administration and please stop asking him when the rap mixtape is coming out. You can\u2019t just will<\/em> art. <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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MEET THE ORIGINAL NAZI-PUNCHER
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Fiona Zublin grew up in a magical Northern California forest filled with hippies and activists. She accidentally started a cult at the age of 8, and while that was obviously her real talent, she ended up wanting to be a writer instead \u2014 same storytelling, slightly better chances for respectability.
She moved on to D.C., accidentally becoming a journalist after university because she thought it\u2019d be practical. Hush. She wound up writing about performance art, opera and the proper way to eat crickets for The Washington Post<\/em> and producing breaking news at National Public Radio over the course of five years \u2014 or as they say in D.C., 1.25 election cycles \u2014 which included two presidential inaugurations, a midnight mass in the back of a bar and multiple instances of changing into a ballgown in the back of a cab (\u201cIt\u2019s for work, I swear!\u201d)
The romance of being a broke graduate student lured her to London, where she researched foreign correspondents at the London School of Economics and got a front-row seat to Britain\u2019s wacky modern immigration politics. At OZY, Fiona works on the Presidential Daily Brief, writes Immodest Proposals and covers the wolves and s\u2019mores beat. She\u2019s part of our European team and is based in Paris, where her French is more than sufficient for what matters most: ordering pastry and occasionally sparring with strangers about American sourdough bread. <\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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LUMINA ORGANIZED A GROUP OF P\u00c9TROLEUSES \u2014 <\/em>FEMALE INSURRECTIONISTS WHO SHARED A NAME WITH THE LEGENDARY FIGHTING WOMEN OF THE PARIS COMMUNE JUST MONTHS EARLIER.<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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\u201cHURRY IT UP, YOU HOOSIER BASTARD!\u201d HE SNEERED AT THE EXECUTIONER. \u201cI COULD KILL 10 MEN WHILE YOU\u2019RE FOOLING AROUND!\u201d<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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