After reading Pulitzer Prize-winner ("Devil in the Grove") Gilbert King's latest account of racism, injustice, and corruption in Florida, I'm afraid that I've come to the conclusion that these incidents will never end as long as we live among our disturbingly incomprehensible fellow human beings. "Beneath a Ruthless Sun" moves from the late ' 40’s to the ‘50’s, ‘60’s, and even the ‘70’s, when you might believe that the situation would have improved for the black population of central Florida. But you would be wrong.
King’s primary subject is the notorious Sheriff Willis McCall, who oversaw a reign of terror for over twenty years before a new governor, Reuben Askew, finally removed him from office. McCall had been brought to trial many times, implicated in the torture and murder of young black men, but with the state’s attorney general in his pocket and the fear of God in potential jury pools, nothing every stuck.
King’s primary subject is the notorious Sheriff Willis McCall, who oversaw a reign of terror for over twenty years before a new governor, Reuben Askew, finally removed him from office. McCall had been brought to trial many times, implicated in the torture and murder of young black men, but with the state’s attorney general in his pocket and the fear of God in potential jury pools, nothing every stuck.
Still there are plenty of heroes to go around in this
true tale of a young white man with cognitive disabilities who, forced by
McCall at gunpoint, confessed to a rape he did not commit. Jesse Daniels was shipped
off to the Florida Hospital for the Insane in Chattahoochee without benefit of
legal representation even though the victim, Blanche Knowles, wife of a
prominent citrus baron, reported that her attacker had been a hefty black man. This
man actually admitted to Blanche that he had been paid five thousand dollars to
kill her but just couldn’t follow through when he saw that her baby was sleeping
nearby. Her statement was never released to the public.
If this sounds like the complete inverse of traditional
southern injustice where innocent black men were usually the ones falsely accused, then just wait. The
reasons for Jesse’s railroading, a perverse incident of racial and economic
prejudice, will take years to uncover. In fact, for fourteen years Jesse’s
mother, fueled by the passion of newspaper owner and journalist Mabel Norris
Reese Chesley, fought to uncover the
truth behind the travesty visited upon her gentle son who still slept with his
teddy bear. Reese and her husband were hounded by the Ku Klux Klan, a cross
burned on their front lawn, and eventually their unpopular editorial stance
resulted in a loss of advertisers. Their publication, The Mount Dora Topic, was
forced to close its doors.
Once again King, as evidenced by over twenty pages of
meticulous notes, succeeds in exposing the outrageous corruption among too many
judges, lawyers, and police officers, that flourished throughout central
Florida even long after the passage of the Civil Rights Act. This haunting
account serves as a timely reminder that, those of us who dream of a post-racial world, may be waiting a very long
time.
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