When I finished reading Frederick Douglass’s memoir, I came
to the conclusion that it can be divided into two main parts: his
transformation into a slave and his change into a free man. The idea was given
to my by Douglass himself so I can’t take credit for it, but I do believe that
this division in the memoir is more important than he made it seem when he
mentioned it in passing.
The exact moment where the memoir enters part two is when
Douglass fights Covey to the point where the man is scared of him. It is in
this moment when he becomes a free man regardless of his position as a slave,
in other words, even though he was still “a slave in form, the day had passed
forever when [he] could be a slave in fact” (pg. 78) It is at this point in the
narrative that we notice a change in Douglass’s passion for freedom. Now he
doesn’t just yearn for it, he believes fully in the fact that he deserves it
and is confident that he will eventually get it. Up to this point, Douglass was a slave inside his head as
well as by the law.
This idea seems revolutionary to me. The first step towards
freedom is, according to Douglass’s experience, thinking of oneself as a free
man. It makes sense when considered in perspective from all these years later.
Slaves had their inferiority so engraved in their heads that the idea of
setting themselves free seemed impossible. It was a mere fantasy because they
did not consider themselves free men. Slaves were held captive by themselves as
much as they were by their masters. Consider it this way: the ratio of slaves
to slaveholders in a plantation was wildly unbalanced toward the slaves’ side.
Had they considered the right to be free as something that should be applied to
them revolting would have been almost laughably easy.
In the end
slavery was nothing more than a play of power between an aggressive majority
and a disenfranchised minority.
It could be said that Douglass was treated better towards
the end of the book what with him being able to work for himself and all, but
it is easy to understand how this might not be a satisfying arrangement. He was
still someone else’s property according to the law. Regardless of the money he
saved and the clothes he finally bought for himself, he wasn’t free. Douglass
was stuck in a situation where he had the worst of both worlds: the trials and
sufferings of a poor free man and the misery of belonging to someone as a
slave.
Another interesting issue in the ending of the memoir was
Douglass’s refusal to give away the methods he used to escape. On this topic I
disagree extensively with Cristina (another blogger in the AP Lang world) and
what she mentioned in her last blog post. About this idea of avoiding the
escape route details in the memoir Cristina states the following: “I know, he
couldn’t just give out the secret recipe for all the freedom-hungry slaves.” I
think Douglass’s intention when he didn’t put the route in writing was the
exact opposite of that. He wasn’t trying to keep slaves in their place, as an
escapee that would make no sense and it would be extremely hypocritical. What
he didn’t want was to give the white people the details of the route. He
clarifies this when he talks about the well-known Underground Railroad and how
it has been so publicly acclaimed that the whites that are looking for an
escaped slave know exactly where to go. The open declarations of the Underground
Railroad do “nothing towards enlightening the slave, whilst they do much
towards enlightening the master” (pg. 100). Douglass kept his route a secret in
order to keep white men away from it, not to keep it closed to fellow slaves
looking for freedom.
It should also be noted that Douglass gave full names of
everyone who helped him get a life once he was in New York, clearly leaving a
trail for any escaped slave who arrived to free land with the same confusion as
he did. He understood the loneliness and fear slaves might feel when they
achieve their freedom. He grasped the “now what?” feeling perfectly and thus he
left a trail of breadcrumbs for them to follow if they needed help integrating
into free lifestyle. A trail that started with a breadcrumb officially known as
“MR. DAVID RUGGLES” (pg. 106). Come on, why else would he capitalize the whole
thing?
Also important to note is Douglass’s observation that
everyone seemed happier in free country. Not only the colored people but whites
as well, leaving the reader the distinct feeling that everyone is better off
without slavery. In the end, we probably are. Too much power is never good for
men.
I say goodbye to this memoir with a quote from Clash of
Kings by George R.R Martin, which is extremely relevant to my reflections in
this blog post:
“Power resides only where men believe it resides…A shadow on
the wall, yet shadows can kill. And ofttimes a very small man can cast a very
large shadow.”