The end of one year
and the beginning of a new one is the perfect time to look backward in order to
think about what might be ahead. At In
the Middle, we look back farther than most.
Or at least we
recognize that we are looking backward, and we care a whole lot that we are
doing so. In this vein, I am always impressed by my hometown of Philadelphia’s ability to
look back at its 18th- and 19th-century glory days. I am also impressed by its ability to mostly ignore everything that came before. Every year, the city’s New Year’s
Day celebration is characterized by the Mummer’s
Parade. It’s been described variously as Philadelphia’s Carnival, its Mardi
Gras, the oldest
extant folk festival in the United States, or (by my father) as “a parade
of drunks marching down Broad Street.” It is a colorful daylong affair processing from traditionally ethnic (e.g., Italian, Polish, Swedish; with more
recent African-American, Cambodian, and other communities of color) South
Philadelphia north through Center City to the judges' stand at Philadelphia's Second Empire Baroque-style city hall. New Years
Associations, as the participating organizations are called, work intensively
for an entire year to prepare. Beginning within a week after New Year’s Day,
associations decide on next year’s theme and begin to decorate costumes with
massive numbers of sequins, satin, mirrors, feathers, and ostrich plumes.
A string band performs on Jan. 1, 2017. Courtesy lesleyscurtis.com/Phillly Blooms Photography. |
The Mummers’ history goes back much farther than the European settling of North America, but to listen to the commentators and the Mummers themselves—many of whose families have been involved with the parade for generations—one would think that mummery was born with the United States in the 1600s and 1700s. This can be attributed to regionalism and nationalism, to be sure. When the city wants to promote its local culture and when the Mummers organization wants funding, endorsements, and media coverage, it is a more convenient story to say that mummery is an American and Philadelphian tradition. And neither of those places begins to appear in anything like their current forms until the 1600s.
But mumming was alive
and well in medieval Europe, and is a tradition brought over to the American
colonies by Swedes, Finns, the English, and Germans, among others. It had
multiple forms, from full-on plays not so different from the Corpus Christi
plays well known among scholars of medieval England to the English mummery play
tradition, from which the modern Philadelphian name is derived, that involves
visits to houses or pubs in which smaller scale plays, often featuring St.
George slaying the dragon, are mounted. The mummery plays, like the modern
parade, often occur during the Christmas season.
The Mummers’ largely
medieval provenance is often skipped over in favor of its more modern roots or
sometimes in favor of its classical origins: there is evidence that the
tradition has roots in folk
traditions as early as ancient Egypt. This year, TV commentators were
sure to mention the classical history. But, as those of us who are medievalists
know, to mention a tradition’s classical roots in ancient Egypt, Greece, or
Rome resonates very differently than mentioning the medieval past. Classical antiquity,
reflected in our most august institutions—from my city’s Philadelphia Museum of
Art to the national Capitol, the White House, and Washington DC’s other federal
architecture—fits right in with the glorious national story that positions the
US as the manifestation of continually progressive Western Civilization. Classical
antiquity represents power and progress. The Middle Ages not so much.
In many Americans’
lives, the Middle Ages is most alive in fantasy—from The Lord of the Rings to Game
of Thrones to, for those of us with young kids, Disney productions. The
first two examples demonstrate that the Middle Ages, even when it is the
setting for stories of glory and triumph, is also dirty and dangerous. When it
is innocent and cute, it may also be, like the hobbits, naïve. Game of Thrones demonstrates that even
when the Middle Ages are glorious and beautiful, they are also, like Daenerys’
and Cersei’s politics alike, brutal. Disney, perhaps alone, depicts the
quasi-Middle Ages as almost entirely delightful. Yet Disney’s depictions are
more historically amorphous than either J.R.R. Tolkien’s or George R.R. Martin’s
works. Disney’s castles evoke the Middle Ages, but its characters’ dress is
often closer to 18th- and 19th-century attire.
The Christmas revelers
who in medieval Europe went door to door are hard to square with traditions we
want to celebrate, promote, and fund, such as the Philadelphia Mummers’ Parade.
Those medieval revelers—cast in
modernity as dirty, crude, and undesirable and lambasted
in some medieval clerical texts, too—receive little mention in modern America. Only
a few generations later, on the other hand, their descendants are America’s
founders. They are to be revered and their traditions continued and emulated.
Mummers perform on Jan. 1, 2018. Courtesy lesleyscurtis.com/Phillyblooms Photography. |
To skip over the Mummers’
medieval history is to ignore a part of the tradition’s past that is considered
undesirable. History, however, is sedimented. Any tradition’s past is layered
with different iterations and contexts: each feeds into and shapes the next
while each also colors the reception of those that came before. Properly
understanding a tradition requires at least trying
to avoid skipping layers.
There are other parts
of the Mummers tradition that are regularly omitted, too. While the parade is
still commonly accused of racism, and its organizers have worked to make it
more inclusive—since 2013 it has included its first ever entirely LGBTQ
association—the fact remains that blackface was a common part of the tradition from
its 18th-century glory days until the Mummers organization outlawed
it in 1964. Incidents occur that get close even now, such as a performer wearing
green-face with an afro. Local commentators nor current Mummers tend to
mention blackface when they talk about the parade’s history. Even when they are
willing to talk about the continued use of controversial Native American,
“Jungle,” or “Voodoo” themes for some of the performances, blackface is usually
left out. To me, it says a lot that the parade’s medieval and racist histories
are often omitted—together.
Lately, the connection
between the Middle Ages and race is getting a lot of attention. Thanks in part
to last year’s Charlottesville protests, the racist cooptation of the Middle
Ages has been laid open to view. But the parallelism of prejudices against
people of color and against the Middle Ages are far less often recognized. I
find that we understand (and counteract) racism best when we look for cultural
interstices, nodes, at which we can see the connections between temporal and
racial prejudices. In addition to such obvious nodes as Alt-right medievalism, less
obvious iterations include hiring patterns in which a person of color is less likely
to be hired into an academic job that is not in ethnic or African-American
studies and equally disturbing hiring patterns in which medievalist positions,
especially in departments such as French, regularly go unfilled. In all too
many cases, the Middle Ages and people of color are treated as things to be
dealt with, crosses to be borne. Matters to be avoided if at all possible. The
Mummer’s Parade, a tradition filled with childhood memories for me and a living
manifestation of the period I study, is also one such node demonstrating the
dynamic interplay of the temporal and racial prejudices I have devoted my life
to striving against. Maybe that’s why I like it so much. Or maybe it’s just the
sequins.
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