“Aronson marks the one-year anniversary of the collapse of a Chilean copper mine that entombed miners for more than two months with a riveting, in-depth recounting of the events that held the world rapt… Twelve short chapters with photos and diagrams keep the story well-paced as it alternates between above- and below-ground scenes, detailing the heroic efforts of the trapped men, their waiting families, and their rescuers, sometimes on an hour-by-hour basis. Extensive author and source notes, a bibliography, and suggested reading leave plenty for readers to explore.”
--Publishers Weekly, June 13, 2011, *STARRED REVIEW

Five questions for Marc Aronson (An interview from Notes from the Horn Book)

“Masterful storytelling brings to life a story that most think they already know; the 33 miners trapped in a Chilean copper mine for 69 days in 2010…. It was a gripping story then, and Aronson manages to make it even more exciting, more inspirational, and more personal, all by gathering pieces of the puzzle and showing how they fit together. Explanations of how the Earth’s formation and plate tectonics created the copper lines that are so valuable to the world today are a critical beginning. Filling them in with a brief history of metalworking and mining leads readers to the small, out-of-the-way mine in the Atacama Desert region. From there the story becomes as intriguing and suspenseful as any work of fiction; the miners’ struggle to survive below ground is juxtaposed with the frenzy of the work above ground by the mine officials, the government, and many others working to save the men. Detailed descriptions of the conditions that the miners endured and how they coped paint a vivid picture of just what an ordeal it was. The global response to the disaster was enormous, with organizations, governments, and individuals from Australia, New Zealand, the United States, and Japan offering resources and expertise to find a solution. Ample source notes, black-and-white photographs, websites, and a brief explanation of research methodology round out this must-have for any library.”
--School Library Journal, August 2011, *STARRED REVIEW

“Much more than just a chronicle of the Chilean mining disaster of 2010, Aronson’s well-researched and riveting book gives readers the sense that they’re in the San Jose copper mine… Peppered with engaging quotes, the text is fluid and attention-grabbing.”
--The Horn Book Magazine, August 1, 2011, *STARRED REVIEW ]]> 2011-08-19T21:49:21Z 2009-12-16T16:19:19Z tag:www.marcaronson.com,2009://2.32 2009-12-16T16:19:19Z

Marc Aronson and Marina Budhos (Clarion)

Sugar is a common supermarket item today, but Marc and his wife the novelist Marina Budhos argue in this book that it was a prime mover of world history – and that following the trail of sugar entirely changes how you understand everything from the medieval hunger for spices to the story of the African slave trade, the beginning of the Industrial Revolution., and even the odyssey of overseas Indians that led directly to Gandhi and the idea of Satyagraha.

"Sugar did indeed change the world. It is such an important, necessary, and controversial part of our contemporary lives that we take it for granted. But in this extremely valuable book, Marc and Marina give us an extraordinary gift – a long, historical, look at the development of sugar and the monumental changes it brought to the globe. The writing is fluid and engaging; the stories of enslavement, brutality, freedom and self-determination are fascinating. Younger audiences will be encouraged to view history and culture as adventure. Those of us a bit older, in all parts of the world, will find that our past and our destinies are much more closely intertwined. This is a marvelous accomplishment."
—Dr. Franklin Odo, Former Dir. of the Smithsonian Institution Asian Pacific American Program

"That a single food -- sucrose, or sugar -- could have played so great a part in such important changes in world history makes for a nearly incredible story. But the authors of this book make it believable and immediate. They provide a touching element to sugar's story by bringing their own life stories into convincing alignment with their global account. This is good writing that will make good reading -- for young, and even for old-- readers."
—Sidney W. Mintz, author of Sweetness and Power: The The Place of Sugar in Modern History and Three Ancient Colonies: Caribbean Themes and Variations

"This book, at once serious and engaging, traces the complex history of sugar over vast expanses of time and space, exploring ways in which this one commodity influenced the formation of empires, the enslavement and migrations of peoples, the development of ideas about liberty, and so much more."
—Deborah Warner, a Curator in the National Museum of American History, Smithsonian Institution.

Over 70 archival illustrations and 4 maps; Note: Watch for bonus sugar music and dance materials coming soon here. ]]> 2011-08-19T21:49:21Z 2009-12-16T14:02:16Z tag:www.marcaronson.com,2009://2.30 2009-12-16T14:02:16Z

Marc Aronson and HP Newquist (Feiwel and Friends) Amazon’s #1 ranked book of nonfiction fun for boys! 160 pages of pure fun -- puzzles to solve, how to fly an airplane, beat a shark, who would win if Romans battled Mongols, and every other brain-bending challenge HP and I could think of, and for more forboysonlybook.com/ "Filled with facts, puzzles, stats, stories and more, For Boys Only: The Biggest, Baddest Book Ever by Marc Aronson and HP Newquist offers up information on favorite subjects . . . Printed with black and red text and illustrated throughout, this graphically fresh and topically diverse collection should capture the imagination of its target audience." --Publishers Weekly Buy For Boys Only: The Biggest, Baddest Book Ever at Amazon.com, at Barnes and Noble at Indie Bound Store Finder

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Want to have some fun? Maybe learn how to land an airplane in an emergency? Or fight off an alligator? Escape from being tied up? How about taking a ride on one of America's scariest roller coasters? Learn how to make fake blood or turn a real bone into a pretzel. What if you could find out how to identify some of the world's most horrifying creatures? Or learn the secret of making a blockbuster movie? What about guessing the top 11 greatest moments in sports history? Find buried treasure? And once you've found the treasure, find out just how much it would cost you to buy one of the world's most expensive cars.

You'll find all this - and much more - over 250 pages of the biggest, baddest, and best information on just about everything. Plus we've placed a special, mind-bending, solve-the-code puzzle on random pages throughout the book that will lead you to a really cool solution! Now, that's fun!

"Filled with facts, puzzles, stats, stories and more, For Boys Only: The Biggest, Baddest Book Ever by Marc Aronson and HP Newquist offers up information on favorite subjects . . . Printed with black and red text and illustrated throughout, this graphically fresh and topically diverse collection should capture the imagination of its target audience."
--Publishers Weekly

{In a tone both light and humorous, Newquist and Aronson aim to please by assembling a tantalizing assortment of codes, puzzles, best lists, brief history and science facts, instructions for fake blood and the ultimate Frisbee, and even advice about facing up to a shark (try not to bleed too much?) . . . this offers lots of good fun, and with so much chick lit available, it's nice to see special attention being paid to boys. In fact, there's nothing here to keep girls away but the title."
--Booklist

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On a broiling hot day in June, I was standing on line with one of my sons at the community pool, waiting to buy an ice cream and a drink. We were all sweating, impatient, annoyed. But the line did not move. Why? Crowded around the order-window was a knot of young black males, all about 11-13 years old. We, the rest of the mainly white parents and younger kids, were in a line. They, an ever-changing huddle of boys, were coming and going, arguing and laughing, dashing in and out to get money or change an order, but never moving on. I was mad - it was like being on the school lunch line and having kids cut in, over and over again. Suddenly the order-taker accused one of the kids of taking a bill out of the tip jar.

Did he? I felt certain that he had. Teenage boys in a pack do steal, I did. But my conviction that he was guilty did not come because he was about the same age as I was when I grabbed a drink from a grocery store and strolled out. I felt angry at him right away. Hard as it is to admit, I believed he was guilty because he was black.

Prejudice. I am prejudiced. As in a nightmare, a boy I have never met suddenly looms as a monster. We all know that it is wrong to be ruled by that kind of feeling. But that is useless in that flash of an instant when we see another person and form an attitude about him or her. It happens to all of us, all of the time.

I wrote this book to help understand why I, why we, Americans of all colors, experience race as such a powerful force, even as dutifully state that it is just a difference of skin color, and has no significance. Because I am a historian, not a biologist, it is not about cells and DNA, but about the deep roots of racism, and the astonishingly short history of the idea of race.

People have always noticed differences in skin color, hair, eye color, language, and religion. But the idea that human beings are members of 3, or 5, or 15 biologically distinct races is extremely new. In fact, it was invented in the 1700s, precisely the same time period when Americans struggled their way towards independence. Not until the late 1200-1500's did the English word "race" (and its equivalent in some other European languages) begin to take on its modern meaning. Before that it implied speed - as in a "horse race" - or lineage - as in a "race of kings." What exactly is race? In this book I borrow a clear definition given to me by Margot Minardi, a thoughtful and generous scholar who is studying the development of ideas about race in the 1700s. "Race" is a way of explaining human difference and organizing people into categories. It rests on four assumptions:

1) Physical differences matter - the color of our skin, the curl of our hair, the size of noses or lips - are important. How we look is not just a personal matter, it identifies us as part of a larger group.

2) These differences in our bodies cannot change. They are given to us at birth and remain fixed.

3) That is because they are inherited. Our personal features are actually the characteristics of our group, which are passed down from one generation to the next.

4) Each group has distinct differences in intelligence and moral capacity. Groups can be ranked from more primitive to more advanced, more animal to more thoughtful, more savage to more civilized.

This whole book is devoted to tracing out how, in the Western world, these four ideas grew, developed, were linked together and came to be regarded as true. We have forgotten that we did not always have these beliefs, and that our ideas have changed over time. In fact, today, "race" has become such a standard way of viewing people we don't even have to think about it. "We all know" that people are the same, under the skin. Yet "we all know" that the best athletes are black. "We all know" that, in America, the real, deep, terrible racial division is between black and white. And yet, Japanese-Americans were put into internment camps during World War II for being neither black nor white. Jews were forced to remain in Europe, to be gassed and fed into ovens, because of their "race." Race is an uncomfortable reality, and yet the most brilliant scientists, doctors, and professors cannot agree on whether there are any races at all. Perhaps a decade ago, the whole question of race seemed settled. Beginning in the 1970s, scientists announced that close study of genetics proved that racial terms were meaningless. If you used the best scientific tools there was more variation within, say, the group called "white" than between those labeled "white" and "black." By the 1990s, national magazines ran cover stories on how intermarriage and immigration were blurring the racial boundaries in American society. Hispanics, which the census says "may be of any race," replaced blacks as the largest minority in the country. We could all breathe a sigh of relief: race was a dead old idea. And if we no longer believed in race, what possible justification could there be for racism?

More recently, though, ever more sensitive genetic studies have found shared patterns in populations of peoples who intermarried for generations. Shared patterns of what? Some peoples have been shown to be susceptible to the same diseases. Some have demonstrated similar levels of intelligence. Some may tend to share common physical features. How far is that from the old idea of race? And to many black Americans, saying that racism is fading or that race is no longer important is either silly or blind. Anyone can see, whether in images of blacks driven out of New Orleans by Hurricane Katrina in 2005, or the troubling statistics of the persistent "achievement gap" in our schools, that the deep racial divisions in America remain real, and present. Even as I write these words, racial thinking looms behind the latest headlines, whether they are debates over legal and illegal immigration, or analyses of wars that seem to pit Muslims against Christians and Jews.

I wrote this book to make sense of race and racism now by tracing out their long history. This is a book about deep, disturbing, and personal feelings. And yet it is also about people and events hundreds, even thousands of years ago. As you'll see, I think the two are connected. Race is our modern way of handling emotions that go back to the very beginning of human evolution. That is one reason why race is so hard for us to deal with: in one way race seems as current as science, in another it taps our oldest fears. But as I looked at the past, I also kept seeing the present, and so current events, and even my own personal feelings, sometimes enter the story. There is nothing safe about race, whether you study events in ancient Greece, or your own emotions today. I say "race" but I mean racism or racial prejudice. Even though the idea of race is a recent invention, fear and hatred of those who strike us as different is extremely ancient. That bears repetition: "racial prejudice" and "hatred of difference" are not the same. For the great majority of human history, we have taken slaves, slaughtered enemies, stigmatized those who are different, without believing our victims were of different "races." Instead we despised others as savages or barbarians; as weaklings or strangers; as pagans, Muslims, or Jews, Protestants or Catholics. Our torturous confusion over race is the latest version of a mindset that begins in infants, and probably took shape at the very beginning of human evolution.

But why? Why should fear and hatred of others have such a deep hold on all of us that we have re-invented it in new forms, over and over and over again throughout history? When I began researching the history of race and racism I soon realized that I could not jump right into the story in the 1700s. I needed to know something about the older deeper drive in all us - the urge to hate those who are different.

Historians are like engineers - we like figuring out the connections, the links, that bridge from one era to another. But in order to understand race and racism, I knew I would have to go back, beyond any known history. Only by following this journey back into the mind of babies and the language of jungle tribes, and then out through the stages of Western Civilization, could I finally understand why, when race was invented, it answered so many needs, and seemed to make so much sense. So this voyage through thousands of years of history begins in New York City, today.

Where Do Prejudices Come From?

The Mind

The world's best authority on how prejudice forms in our minds is a bright, thoughtful woman who lives in New York City. Dr. Elisabeth Young-Bruehl is a psychologist who treats patients in the East Village, a section of lower Manhattan where Europeans wearing Prada share a sidewalk with the homeless. In the East Village you can never predict who will sashay by, or the age, color, or gender of his or her companion. Whatever biases people have inside, they are eager to display their tattoos, piercings, hair-styles and their open-mindedness. This is a good setting for Dr. Young-Bruehl. She has straight, short, graying hair, dresses modestly in comfortable clothes, and has the assuring aspect of a person who has seen and heard everything. No story from these streets would surprise her. But she has the sharp mind and weighty judgment of a scholar who has read thousands of studies and hundreds of books on prejudice.

Dr. Young-Bruehl believes that it makes no sense to speak of prejudice in general - as if it were a form of bad weather. Each kind of prejudice is its own story. Racism, anti-Semitism, hatred of women are each distinct forms of mental disease. Of course a racist may also dislike Jews or be cruel to women. But if, like Dr. Young-Bruehl, you really listen to each form of prejudice, you find that they don't sound the same.

Very often people who dislike Jews want to eliminate them entirely - as Adolf Hitler tried so hard to do. Jews are described as germs, as infections to be destroyed before they sicken everyone else. Those who feel superior to Africans generally have a different goal. They want blacks to stay alive, but as slaves or mistresses, in an inferior role. Blacks are spoken of as animalistic, as sub-humans to be controlled and used. And even the most crazed male knows women are necessary: without mothers we wouldn't have children. So those most threatened by women insist that females be silent, invisible, and exactly echo the views of men. Eliminate Jews; dominate blacks; silence women - three versions of prejudice.

These hateful views do not begin when we are adults. Passions this strong are shaped in childhood, or even infancy. Dr. Young-Bruehl recounts the story of one white American born in the segregated South in the 1920s. As an adult, he was having problems in his personal life, and so for a time he talked about himself with a psychologist. A revealing story emerged. The boy grew up in a home with a cold, distant mother and a frightening father whom he hated. The one sweet presence in his life was the black woman who cared for him. But it was too terrifying to the boy to be so alone in his family, and so drawn to his nanny. Instead, in his dreams and fantasies, he shifted things around. He imagined that black men, such as his nanny's husband, were everything that he hated in his father. He pictured those men attacking him or his mother. In his mind the world was divided into dangerous, criminal, black men who must be severely punished and vulnerable white people. The boy's real problem was with his parents, but that was too dangerous for him to admit. So he invented an enemy he could fight: the black male criminal.

This is a true story, about a man who went on to devote his life to severely punishing blacks and preventing racial integration. He kept seeing the black men from his nightmares all around him. He could feel them nearby, about to rape his mother or to assault him. He felt the threat like heat shimmering off of a sidewalk. Throughout his life he remained on guard, to keep them at bay.

A frightened son turned his cold mother and severe father into hateful images of black men. That was his personal drama. Yet the fantasy of the dangerous black male is extremely powerful. I shared it at the pool. And, as we will see in chapter (TBD) , a boy whose childhood has some similarity to the segregationist I just described went on to write a book, play, and movie that reinforced that image of black men throughout America. If racial prejudice is born in the family circle, it is nurtured in the surrounding society. To look for the roots of racial prejudice in human societies, I made use of anthropology.

Where Do Prejudices Come From?

The Tribe

Fearing and hating others who are different dates back to the earliest times when humans first formed into packs, clans, and tribes that had to kill first, kill fast to survive. Picture a clan of human beings a hundred thousand years ago somewhere in Africa. As they move along each day searching for water, for food, their senses must always be on the alert. The leaves rustle: is it wind, an animal, or an enemy? In order to survive, each person must make an instant, accurate judgment: friend or foe. There is no time to think; a second's hesitation may cost you your life. What we now call prejudice was once a strategy for survival. We can see this even today, deep in the heart of the Amazon rain forest, home of the Munduruku. The words of the Munduruku speak to us from those ancient times when terror chased us through the trees, and any wrong turn was death. A native group that lives along the Tapajos River in Brazil, the Munduruku have adjusted to contact with Europeans. But their language recalls their earlier life when men took the heads of their enemies as prizes, for it splits the world into two parts. They have one word for themselves, the Munduruku, the human beings. Everyone else is "pariwat." Pariwat means "strangers," but also "enemy," "those who are unlike us." Pariwat are not human and in fact are most similar to the animals the Mundurucu hunt for food.

This is prejudice in perfect form: we are human and you are not. Glittering eyes watching you pass through the jungle do not see you as a fellow human being, but as game. This is the language of the earliest tribes, our most remote ancestors.

For an individual, hating others often begins with childhood fears. But for human beings in general, it may have taken root at the very beginning of our social evolution. We experience fear and hatred of strangers so strongly because, at one time, it was the line between life and death.

But human beings did not remain in the forest forever. Once we began to tame the earth and to live in cities, we left written records. And so to understand the new shape of prejudices in the earliest days of human civilization, I turned to history and literature.

Where Do Prejudices Come From?

City Walls

Imagine the moment when the entire population of the world could be divided into two groups: the fortunate few who lived in cities, and all of the rest, scrambling to survive in the surrounding hills, wastes, and wildernesses. Andrew Sinclair, who wrote a book on the history of the idea of the "savage," believes that one of the most ancient of stories describes the moment when a great city was at its height, and the new form of prejudice it inspired. Sinclair thinks the Epic of Gilgamesh recounts the clash of savage and civilized.

If a traveler 4800 years ago had been able to visit the entire earth, from pole to pole, he would have found just one great city: Uruk of Sumer. It is not just that other cities were smaller. Only a few other cities existed at all. Cities were as new as today's most high tech devices - some people had heard of them, but few had actually seen them. Except for the lucky citizens of Uruk. The reputation of Uruk lives to this day: the modern nation of Iraq is named after this ancient city that was once the center of civilization.

It is easy to understand why Uruk became the greatest city in the world. Once the people of Uruk figured out how to build irrigation ditches from the Euphrates River, they turned the nearby land into lush fields of grain. This land was so fertile that the harvests of the ancient Sumerians rivaled those of modern farmers. Year after year of fabulous crops allowed people to stop worrying about how to find food. Uruk flourished -- by 2700 BC as many as 45,000 people lived in the city.

A city in which well-fed people could gather together produced an explosion of marvelous inventions. Craftsmen made objects that merchants traded far across deserts, seas, and mountain ranges. Potters learned to shape one vessel after another on a wheel in a kind of ancient factory. Then someone had the brilliant idea to take the wheel off, set it on the ground, and use it to help move things. Scribes even learned to capture the words that disappear from our lips. First they made slits in wet clay to count animals and record trades for merchants. Then they invented written language. If any place in the world could claim to be the home of the arts of civilization, it was Uruk.

The citizens of Uruk knew that other people were not pariwat. Every time they traded with strangers whose homes were a long journey away, they were recognizing that there were other human beings in the world. A large city of farmers and potters, priests and traders could not divide the world with the same frightening clarity as the head-hunting Munduruku of the rain forest. The scribes of Uruk recorded something new: prejudice with a reason. That is what we can see, reading carefully in Gilgamesh.

Sometime near the year 2700 BC, a king named Gilgamesh built walls to encircle Uruk, his magnificent city. On their clay tablets, the wise men of Uruk recorded the deeds of their king. The Epic of Gilgamesh, as it is called, is one of the very oldest stories ever written down, and yet you can see its traces in the most recent fantasy quest.

The story tells us that Gilgamesh was a difficult, even terrifying, ruler. No one was safe from him. The people of Uruk pleaded with the gods to find a way to tame him, to challenge him. Their prayers were answered, for one of the gods created the perfect rival for Gilgamesh. This was "Enkidu the brave" whose body was covered with hair, who wore no clothes, and ate "grass with gazelles."

The perfect enemy of the arrogant ruler of the world's largest city is the savage man of the woods who eats and drinks like a four-legged creature. Enkidu destroys animal traps, and frees animals - he is closer to them than to human beings.

The two men are exact opposites: Gilgamesh of grand Uruk where people dress in elegant clothes, and every day there is a festival; Enkidu of the wild, who does not even know how to eat bread. Though they are well matched physically, Gilgamesh outwits Enkidu by introducing him to a sensual woman who seduces and then weakens him. Enkidu is "the strongest man in the world, with muscles like rock." But Gilgamesh knows his weakness, and Enkidu falls for the trap.

It is not hard to read this tale as showing that that those who filled the streets of the bustling city believed they were "better" than those who still lived like animals in the wild. Unlike the Mundaruku, the citizens of Uruk were not acting on instinct. Instead they were making what must have seemed a completely rational judgment: we are smart, while those who live outside of the walls are dumb, slow, destined to serve us. How could the people of Uruk have felt any other way? If you invented things as magnificent as writing, bread, pottery, and the wheel, why wouldn't you assume you were superior to people who dressed in animal skins and lapped up water next to the antelope? This is prejudice with a reason, prejudice confirmed by observation. It hints at the concept of ranking, which would be so important in the idea of race.

And yet there is something strange and interesting in this ancient epic. After their first battle, Enkidu becomes Gilgamesh's closest friend, his best companion. Gilgamesh easily defeats Enkidu, but he also needs him. The proud king needs his savage brother. A master always needs a slave to confirm that he is a master, just as a bully only feels strong because he has weaker kids to intimidate. This strange bond in which those who feel superior are actually completely dependent on having inferiors beneath them runs through all of human history.

The next section of this book follows this dual pattern through eras in which the most basic, most central, ideas of Western Civilization were invented. That is a daunting task. In writing this section I continually felt like a guest visiting a magnificent museum. But the road from Uruk to "race" passes this way, and it is time now to follow it.

Part One: Before Race
The Ancient World

Slaves, Hebrews, God

At the age of 13, Lin Lin became a slave. Lin Lin is not her real name, but her story is true. Born around 1990 in a village in Myanmar (Burma), she was taken by her father to a "job placement" agency that sent her to Thailand. Her work was in a brothel, as a prostitute. And she was charged so much for her room and board she could never get out of debt. She could never refuse a client, and never insist on using a condom. No one, not her family, nor the police, cared what became of her. Her body was her fate. Lin Lin was lucky, she was eventually placed in a shelter with other underage girls. But her story is typical of millions of women and even children around the world. Slavery exists today, and slavery is as old as human civilization. The very first step in uncovering the history of race and racism is the hardest. For it involves overturning what you think you know. Today in America, using the word "slave" means African slavery, with white owners and black workers. For that reason, we assume slavery is necessarily built on racism. In turn we often say that racism played such a powerful role in history because of slavery. But both of those ideas are completely misleading.

Long before Columbus sailed or the idea of "race" was invented, Africans enslaved Africans, Asians enslaved Asians, and Europeans enslaved other Europeans. Throughout human history, slavery has been as common as men fighting and mothers rearing children. As late as the end of the 18th century, the time of the American Revolution, two thirds of all of the people on this planet performed some form of forced labor. Slavery flourished for thousands of years without any theory of race.

As we will see in chapter , extremely toxic forms of racism developed in societies that did not hold slaves. In the nineteenth and twentieth centuries Europeans considered Jews, Asians, Americans, even other Europeans, as subhuman, as members of diseased races, even if they had never seen a slave.

Instead of assuming racism and slavery have always been linked, we need to ask how they came to be joined. Studying that has led to the most unexpected conclusion: slavery has been the source of some of the most humane, liberating, ideas in all of human history.

A slave is a person robbed of his humanity, turned into an object. That is tragic for him. But if you think about it, it is also a nightmare for his master. The slave master lives in a world of zombies, of human-like beings who are no longer human. Like the Southern segregationist, he is filled with fear. Even the pleasure he enjoys in his freedom to abuse his property is a hellish, sadistic, satisfaction. In a slave-filled world, how certain can a master be that he will not lose a battle, and be enslaved himself?

In Philip K. Dick's novel, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep (which was made into the film, Blade Runner) human beings invent perfect androids to labor for them, but get scared when the "replicants" begin to filter into society. To keep humanity "pure" they set out to kill all of the artificial creatures who have become all too human. Who then is the soulless monster, the human or the android? This is precisely the slaveholder's problem. If his property is human, it is not property. So he must convince himself that the living beings he owns--who cry, bleed, sing, and laugh, just like himself--are not like him at all. But if he succeeds in not caring for them, how human is he?

According to Orlando Patterson, one of the most brilliant modern scholars, this is such a deep and powerful dilemma that it inspired slave masters, whether in ancient Athens or in the days of the American Founding Fathers, to become the great defenders of freedom. Owning slaves forced them to recognize how precious a thing is freedom. Sadly, when people live calm, quiet lives, we rarely feed the need to question our beliefs. Only the most destructive wars, the most inhuman cruelties, challenge us to think in new ways. Slavery is one of those terrible tragedies that inspired brilliant ideas. Everyday a slave-owner sees workers that look human yet are treated as animals or machines. For a thoughtful person this is such a violation that it may force him to face really large issues, such as "what is freedom? What makes us human? Am I enslaved too?" Freedom, he may decide, is the mark of being human. If that is so, he may devote himself to gaining more freedom, to creating a government of the free. He may assume that slavery will never go away, it exists everywhere and always has. But seeing slavery gives him the absolute conviction that he must be free.

Thomas Jefferson looking out of his window at people he owned and writing brilliant essays on liberty and equality is one of the ways in which slavery has inspired great ideas. The other way is even more important. If the bible is to be believed, out of the terrible condition of slavery came the most crucial idea in all of Western Civilization: monotheism. One God rules over all creation, and lays out a path of moral behavior everyone must follow. This is the belief that the Hebrews forged in slavery, and brought to the world.

The idea of one god is now so familiar it is hard to capture how startling it once was. In the 1300s BC, pharaoh Akhenaten tried to replace the many Egyptian gods with just one. But as soon as he died, Egyptians returned to their older beliefs and did their best to erase him from their histories. His story only illustrates how resistant people were to giving up the gods they knew and loved. Whether his ideas influenced the Hebrews is impossible to say.

The new idea of one god meant that you could no longer pray to the god of the spring for good crops, to the god of love for a mate, to your family god to protect a mother in childbirth. For the first time in human history, god was not an ally to be bought off with sacrifices and rituals. There was just one god for all people, and one set of moral rules for all to follow. This is the most basic idea in Western Civilization, and the bible tells us it that it was directly linked to slavery.

The origin of the Hebrews (only later would they be called Jews) as a distinct people dates back to the age of the great cities of Sumer. The bible says that Abraham was the leader of a clan of wandering herdsmen who preferred not to settle down and join city life. He smashed the idols of the many gods others worshipped, and devoted himself to the one god of his tribe. The Hebrews had a strong sense of having customs and beliefs that made them different from their neighbors. But there were other clans and tribes that worshipped their own special gods. According to the bible, the great step forward in Jewish thought came approximately one thousand years after Abraham. Around the year 1220 BC the Hebrews were slaves in Egypt. Generations of scholars have pored over Egyptian hieroglyphs and sifted through archaeological remains to learn more about the Hebrews in this period. They have found nothing. We simply do not know anything about the Hebrews when they were in Egypt, or even if they were there at all. The story of Moses and pharaoh is much like Gilgamesh - or for that matter, the lives of Jesus or Mohammed -- a tale set in a historical period that holds great truths about human life, but is not necessarily history.

We do know that in 1200 BC, Uruk and the other great cities of Sumer were no longer at the forefront of Western civilization. Stretching along the fertile lands of the Nile, the kingdoms of Egypt now held that honor. The Book of Exodus tells us that the enslaved Jews to battle simply to retain their dignity and pride. And it was worse than that. Concerned that there were too many Jews in his kingdom, an Egyptian pharaoh decided to wipe them out. They were his property, so he had every right to do as he liked. He tried to kill off all newborn Jewish males. And when that failed, he set the Jews to hard labor. Like black prisoners on chain gangs in the American South, Jews were put to work in order to break their spirit and to drive them to early deaths.

Jews were the opposite of human beings: they were slaves marked for death, or women destined to bear Egyptian sons. Just at this moment, one of the Jewish babies who had been selected to die reappeared: Moses.

Moses talked directly to God, and returned with a great message: Jews were not beasts of burden, they were the Chosen People of the One and only God. Inspired by this fearless prophet, the slaves defied their masters, rose up, and followed Moses out of Egypt. He led them forward, across a sea of reeds, into the forbidding desert, on towards "a land flowing with milk and honey." The master Moses served was not merely a god who protected his own tribe. He was the sole creator of the whole universe, the ruler of all. And when the Hebrews were finally free of the Egyptians, Moses climbed Mount Sinai where God gave him ten laws, or commandments, for his people to obey.

A people facing extinction is saved by a God who expresses his will in moral laws. Perhaps only slaves could make the bold leap of realizing that that one god ruled over everyone, both them and their masters. A whip gives an overseer physical power over his cowering slave. But only so long as God permits it. A slave who deals justly with his fellow man taps a power infinitely greater than the whip.

Ever since then, anyone who is in pain, who is overlooked and disdained, could look back to that story and see hope in it. Slaves in the American South would sing,
"When Israel was in Egypt land,
Let my people go,
Oppressed so hard they could not stand,
Let my people go.
Go down, Moses,
Way down in Egypt land,
Tell ol' Pharaoh,
Let my people go.

Throughout the history of the West moral leaders have turned back to this same story to speak up for the rights of the oppressed. The God who led the Jews out of Egypt was stronger than any tyrant. This was a spectacular advance in human thought, and it [applied directly to] FIX the prejudice of one group against another. According to one of the most famous passages in Judaism, what God demanded of the Jews did not actually require ten commandments, it can be explained in a single sentence, "What is hateful to you, do not to your fellow man. This is the law: all the rest is commentary." This is the Christian Golden Rule, and is echoed in "hadith" or sayings and stories attributed to Mohammed, as well as other faiths of all descriptions around the world. Here is the way past fear and hatred: You do not divide the world into us and them. You do not kill strangers. You treat all people as brothers. This was a major step away from the prejudices of the dark forests, the proud walls of Uruk, the grand temples of Egypt.

How then could we, today, still be so afflicted with prejudice, and so bedeviled with the problem of race? This is how the Golden Rule could turn into the bloody sword: The Hebrews saw themselves as chosen, selected, by God to live by his laws. He would punish them if they failed, reward them for being faithful and obedient. The Book of Isaiah spells this out most clearly. God has selected the Jews to be "a light unto nations, to open eyes deprived of light." Yes, other peoples could obey God's laws as well. The blind could be led to see. But Jews were not concerned with them. The Jews were like students selected for an advanced class - it was going to be very hard, they were sure to fail at times, but they had the opportunity to get it right.

What could possibly be wrong with having a group insist that it live up to such high standards? For one, it was easy for others to resent the Hebrews, to see them as stubborn and arrogant. This was especially true because the Hebrews made little or no effort to win converts. They were concerned about their own relationship to God, not anyone else's. The surrounding majority may well be tempted to crush a small, proud, minority that keeps its distance and claims it is special to God. But there was also a danger within Judaism, which would have its most poisonous effects with the development of Christianity and Islam. For if there is but one God and one Chosen People it is easy to adopt an even more dangerous form of the mindset of the Munduruku. For now the world can be divided into God's people, and his enemies.

Hebrews, who had been held as slaves, developed the brilliant new idea of a single God, and with it the ethical idea that all human beings are equal under Him. Then they built their faith around the commandment to treat all human beings with consideration. That shows the power of the human spirit. But the belief in one God also laid open the road to thousands of years of new prejudice, war, and enslavement based on God's will.

We have reached a crossroads, a tragedy that stands at dead center of human history. Whenever human beings have taken a stride forward away from hatred, we have found ways to build new barriers. Opening our doors, opening our hearts, expanding our minds seems to inspire a profound terror in us: let your guard down, and you don't know what could happen. This is such a horrifying vision that each time we ease one prejudice we rush to reinforce another. The tribe thinks only it is human. The great city accepts that others are human, but believes only it is civilized. The Jews invent one god, one law, for all humanity, but define themselves as special to god. All of these are forms of ranking, of establishing superiority, but without any of the other characteristics of "race" and race prejudice.

Trust in reason, in logic, is the only other strand in the history of Western Civilization that was as influential as monotheism. We owe that to the Greeks. The Greeks completely rejected the idea of a single god. In fact, you could say that no matter how many gods they had, the Greeks really worshipped mankind. Out of their close observation of human differences, the Greeks added another step towards the idea of race.

Author Marc Aronson Prompts Student Discussion of Race

Author and historian Marc Aronson on Thursday kicked off a discussion of race perceptions with Glenwood High School students with a seemingly simple question: “What race are you?” Most of the 18 U.S. history students gathered for Aronson’s noontime talk identified themselves as Caucasian. One young man added that he’s half Hispanic. “You’ve also raised the idea, can you be more than one race?” Aronson asked. A murmur of yeses ensued, prompting Aronson to prod further. “If you can be of more than one race, what defines you as a member of a race?” Though “skin tone” was some students’ immediate response, they eventually concluded that the notion of race is far more complex than a person’s appearance.