Tolstoy is mine! Shakespeare is mine! As a man of the West, I am an inheritor of all of its traditions and great figures, just as surely as I’m an inheritor of the traditions and great figures particular to African American history. That’s true true not just of me but of anyone who cares to lay claim to the Western tradition by immersing themselves in the study and lived experience of those traditions and their fruits. Shakespeare is mine, just as Duke Ellington and Ralph Ellison may “belong” to an Englishman born in the 1990s.
We cannot know who will inherit the traditions we create and perpetuate. Surely one of the most startling and pleasing developments in recent years has been the ardency with which Asian and Asian American musicians have pursued and performed music in the European classical tradition. Anyone doubting whether a person of Asian descent can adopt the Western tradition need only listen to Yo-Yo Ma perform Bach’s cello suites to have those doubts dispelled.
The irony is that the very Western traditions that other cultures are adopting, perpetuating, and perfecting are now regarded in many corners of the US as mere epiphenomena of Western imperialism, colonialism, and slavery. You have to wonder whether these leftist skeptics have actually sat down and listened to the music, considered the art, and read the literature they’re so eager to toss into the dustbin of history. Heather Mac Donald’s new book, When Race Trumps Merit: How the Pursuit of Equity Sacrifices Excellence, Destroys Beauty, and Threatens Lives, serves as a rejoinder to those who would abandon the greatness of the West’s cultural legacy in the name of a superficial and confused narrative of historical injustice. In this excerpt from my recent conversation with Heather, we discuss how these traditions are being carried on, why the leftist critique of them misunderstands what makes them great, and why we ought to praise cultural appropriation rather than burying it.
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GLENN LOURY: Okay, I'm again putting myself in the devil's advocacy. A European high culture is parasitic on European colonialism, and the reason I don't show respect for the former is because I have contempt for the latter. That's the argument. “Parasitic” in the sense that the leisure class and the surplus that was needed to support it that allowed for individuals to pursue their interest in the arts rested upon an economic foundation of expropriation, of slavery, of colonial domination, and so on. That's what created the wealth that gave the Austrian emperor or the London-based businessmen or whomever, philanthropists, the resources with which they supported the production of these artistic works. And I have contempt for that. And hence I don't have reverence for the fruit of that.
HEATHER MAC DONALD: Well, you can say that about anything, I guess. That would mean that any kind of human accomplishment that exists in a world that is not absolutely egalitarian must be torn down. And I would say culture is much more complicated than that. There are human endeavors that involve the life of the mind, the life of the spirit, the life of our yearning, our fears, our sorrows, and they cannot be reduced, should not be reduced to material conditions, even though clearly there is a relationship between various structures of society and the economy.
But to not acknowledge that art has its own amazing stylistic development, it's preposterous to say that it tracks conditions of production in some Marxist way. It does not. I think that one of the great human dramas is the evolution of style, whether it's in visual art or musical art or literary art. How do we get from medieval epic—Le Roman de la Rose in France—and a literary vocabulary that used allegory that did not have the resources or the interest, possibly, of describing the individual psyche, but instead had knights and allegorical personifications of virtue or deception—how did we get from that literary vocabulary to the intense empirical and psychological acuity of the nineteenth-century novel, whether it's by George Eliot or Leo Tolstoy? That is an incredible journey of human expression. It is not explained by the development of feudal economies into industrial capitalism. It may have some remote explanation, but it can be understood as an interior development. And the same thing from Gregorian chant through Rachmaninoff's second piano concerto. That is an incredible sea change of what human beings can express.
So I think it is absurd to say, “Well, I deplore colonialism, and so anything that exists in an age of colonialism is of no interest in me or I should condemn.” But again, my first response to all of these is, okay, if you're gonna use that deconstructive, pseudo-Marxist, demystifying impulse, apply it across the board. Why don't you apply it to China and its oppression of the serf or to extraordinary Indian classical music with its caste system or to African tribal genocide? We don't do it. Only towards the West.
I hear you. I have a thought. I wonder how you'd react to it. This is in this part of your book talking about the arts and how the equity imperative seems to be undermining an appreciation for and pursuit of beauty. And it is this. I have a student—a former student—who's a brilliant concert pianist, and I went to one of his performances with the Brown Student Orchestra, here at Brown. He was playing a Brahms concerto in B minor. And I'm not a music person, but you probably know the piece that I'm talking about. He performed magnificently, as did the orchestra. And I'm sitting there with my wife, and we're just absorbing this gorgeous cascade of sound. I'm looking at the orchestra, and it's at least a third and maybe more Asian. No kidding. The lead violinist, the string section, the horns. I mean there were a lot of Asian musicians in the orchestra, kids, students at Brown.
And I thought to myself, well, they have embraced—these youngsters and I assume their families and the cultural location from which they come—European high art as their own. They're not looking over their shoulders thinking that they're betraying their ancestors or that they're being white adjacent or, what do they call 'em, “bananas”? You know, yellow on the outside, white [on the inside]. They're not thinking any of that. They're just learning how to play the fiddle. They're mastering the score, and they're achieving a kind of sublime excellence.
And I thought to myself—and I wonder what you think about this—maybe it's because they have confidence that they're not threatened by European achievement, since they can look on their own ethnic cultural history with a great deal of pride. And maybe an instinctive revulsion or being repulsed by European high art is, in a way, betraying a lack of confidence in oneself and an unwillingness to appreciate what another civilization has produced without feeling that. That's one kind of answer.
Of course, my answer is it's my civilization, too. My ancestors are not mainly Europeans, but I am here in the West. I'm an American. All I've ever known is this cultural environment. Why wouldn't I embrace it as my own? Why does racial ancestry define cultural inheritance? That's my answer. But I'm asking two different things at the same time. The one main thing I'm trying to get you to respond to is, doesn't it seem like this problem of reticence to appreciate the value of European high culture is more prevalent in some non-European quarters than in others?
Well, you've also articulated, obviously, the Du Bois statement, which just breaks my heart. I can't even repeat it, because I'll start crying again. But you know, his sense of walking arm-in-arm with Aristotle and Aurelius, and a magnificent belief in his and everybody else's ability to take in the entirety of Western or probably world civilization. I think what you have extraordinarily astutely described, without using the term itself, is the pathetic concept of cultural appropriation, Glenn. In a field of very, very strong competitors, “cultural appropriation” may well be the most idiotic idea to come out of the academic left and the identitarian left. That there is something improper about aspiring to understand or enjoy or consume a different cultural tradition.
Again, you have explained something to me, just as you did with how we're going to react to a decision on the Harvard racial preferences case, how to explain cultural appropriation—this idiotic concept—which is a lack of confidence in one's own cultural work, somehow. I write in the book about some of these idiots at the Juilliard drama division, the Juilliard School, major conservatory in New York City. They have a drama division, and their black students had a complete meltdown—hugely performative, hugely overwrought, pathetic—over a recreation of the black slave trade taken out of Roots.
But they're dividing all these boundaries. “You can't have us do white works, but you also can't have white people do black works.” And this carving things out, saying you cannot step over these lines, it's ridiculous. Culture is appropriation, by definition. It is voracious. It takes in whatever it can. The West has been particularly voracious, and rightly so, because you cannot put barbed wire around the human imagination. It will, left to its own devices, leap over those boundaries and try to conquer and enter new fields of expression.
If China finally decides that it's not interested in Western classical music, the tradition's over. Right now there's tens of millions of Chinese students in China who are learning to play the piano because their parents haven't yet got the message that classical music is somehow dowdy or irrelevant. And thank God for them. In Beijing, music conservatories are are booming. Concert halls are booming there. And yes, it's not just Brown's student orchestra that is a third Asian. Most of the top orchestras in the United States—professional orchestras—also are way overrepresented for Asians because they have the same home culture that we were talking about before, with regards to academic achievement. Intense tiger mom involvement and a belief that there is something valuable there.
There's a wonderful classical pianist, Chinese, named Lang Lang. And he's got his detractors, because at the beginning of his career he was very flamboyant in his gestures. But I have to say, and some of the elites may have [looked] down their nose at this, but I find his interpretations inevitably eye-opening. He hears inner voices in pieces that are extraordinary. I can tell a Lang Lang performance of a Beethoven sonata on the radio within like two notes, because there's something always new there.
In any case, he was raised by a tiger dad in China who was verging on abuse. I mean, he was disciplining Lang Lang to practice at just extremes of human effort. And Lang Lang was winning competitions in China. Then he was finally going to enter his first European-based piano competition, and he was very scared. He said, “Well, how can I do this? It's their tradition.” And his father said, “It's not their tradition. It's our tradition. It is the world's tradition. You have as much right to that music as a somebody who's grown up in Vienna.” And that is true. It is our tradition. It is everybody's tradition.
That is the attitude that we should be inculcating, not this ridiculous idea of drawing “police line, do not cross here” around different artistic traditions.
You know, I just had a very disturbing thought, which is that the twenty-first century may end up belonging to the Chinese, because we in America, in the West didn't have enough confidence in our own cultural inheritance to defend it against the barbarians at the gates. The barbarians at the gates are the equity mongers who would destroy elite, intellectual and cultural institutions here in the interest of racial parity. I mean, it would be profoundly ironic that the non-European Chinese behemoth—not just an economy, but a cultural force to be reckoned with for generations to come—would overtake us because they saw the virtue of the European inheritance and made it their own.
Historically European countries were far more open to other civilizations and cultures than vice versa. In response to the 1793 Macartney mission to China, the Qianlong Emperor famously wrote to King George III that he "set no value on objects strange or ingenious, and [had] no use for your country's manufactures", a rejection of the United Kingdom's desire for greater exchange between the two nations that presaged the Qing dynasty's eventual decline and collapse.
Sadly, the situation seems to have reversed. The average American today knows far less about China than does the average Chinese about America, a fact emphasized in Kishore Mahbubani's recent book Has China Won. Prior to the pandemic in 2020, there were roughly 370,000 Chinese students studying in the US compared to around 12,000 American students studying in China. On a per capita basis there were about 7.2 times as many Chinese studying in the United States as the reverse. People in China have gained far more exposure to the history and culture of America in recent decades than the other way around.
We increasingly see Americans view everything Chinese with intense suspicion. Huawei and ZTE are effectively banned from the American 5G market despite their world leading technology. Our political class is fighting among themselves to grant the government dictatorial powers so that it can ban the supposed threat that is TikTok, despite TikTok having transformed the contours of Gen Z and Millennial pop culture. Chinese companies like CATL constitute roughly 55-60% of the global market for EV batteries and are indispensable partners for American companies like Tesla. In particular, in recent years Chinese companies have helped commercialize LFP batteries which unlike their NMC counterparts require no cobalt, a mineral whose mining engenders considerable human suffering. If the Biden administration has any chance of meeting its EV goals, it almost certainly needs to work more closely with leading Chinese companies rather than less.
In spite of all that, Ford's recent plans to license CATL's battery technology for a Michigan plant have run into considerable headwinds in Congress. Plans for another Gotion battery plant near Big Rapids have also aroused the ire of nearby residents. Likewise, despite DJI drones becoming an indispensable part of many local police and fire departments around the country, Ron DeSantis recently banned the government use of all Chinese drones across the state of Florida. By some estimates, the state has spent roughly $200 million of taxpayer money on their existing fleet of DJI and other Chinese drones. That money has effectively gone to waste given the grounding of Florida's Chinese-origin drone fleet. Given the lack of viable alternatives, the lives of real American men and women are being put at risk.
As I've observed events over the past decade or so, I've become increasingly convinced that the mindset of most Americans towards China eerily parallels the mindset of the woke in the United States towards supposed systemic racism and white supremacy. Author Martin Jacques compared the West's increasing suspicion of all things Chinese to the Qing dynasty's close mindedness to Western overtures in the late 18th and early 19th centuries. The latter suffered the humiliation of two Opium Wars and a defeat against the Japanese prior to its collapse in 1912.
Glenn, I loved your statement about cultural confidence, because I absolutely agree that lack of cultural confidence explains the American left's obsession with deconstructing the history and culture of the West while also explaining modern day American antagonism towards China. How ironic then that the country and people we seem to despise the most might be the ones who help maintain the cultural traditions of the West as well as preserve whatever vestiges remain of the meritocratic ethos in the American public sphere.
I truly believe that the heterodox community, which has been such a force for good in terms of identifying and combating the forces of woke lunacy in this country, has basically fallen into the very same trap of wokeness on the topic of China. Ron DeSantis' decision to ban Chinese drones from government use in Florida is every bit as woke as the Art Institute of Chicago's decision to ax all of their nice white lady docents and every bit as dangerous as the erosion of merit in the medical profession in this country.
Dear Mr. Barchetta: [Loury's program may have abruptly ended my attempt to explain fully; not enough room at the end to complete my response to you without a start-over. (?)]
Thank you for your additional observations and questions. Alas, I may be too far removed from the age cohorts you cited to have answers more fitting than those I offered. This may be due to how ancient I am, and removed from today's nihilism that possesses many blacks younger than 22 or thereabouts, even though I do have a 10-year-old great granddaughter. You see, come August, I'll become 93, though I believe you can tell I remain involved in the types of questions we two are discussing. I like to think that my seniority and experience provide insight that younger people may lack. You'll have to be the judge of that. (At the end of my dialogue, I see some of it has been cropped at the end. I can't tell whether it picks up later on, so if toward the end it seems clipped, it was not my doing unless I accidentally hit a key that I should not have hit. I can only hope for the best, playing it by ear.)
What's more, my experiences from childhood on were unique compared to what I observe today among youth groups. This brief timeline may quickly help you decide:
I was born into the early years of the Great Depression in a smallish town in Minnesota in 1930, when 24% of workers (nearly all men except teachers & nurses) were unemployed. I was the ONLY kid of color in that town of 23,000. My dad was blue collar. Owned his own body shop. Did impeccable work.
Though technically black, he looked as white as you do. My complexion falls into the category many called "cafe au lait" back then (coffee with cream, in French).
As it happened, Minnesota was the least prejudiced state in America, by my reckoning. People were accepted based on their character and behavior. Dad was a good role model. A disciplinarian as well. He taught me phonics before I hit kindergarten.
11 years later found us living in San Diego where he worked at the aircraft company that made Liberator bombers. His experience repairing damaged auto bodies endowed him with skills related to building airplanes. He looked white, so likely checked the "white" box on the application form, and was hired. (That question on hiring applications has since been outlawed.)
60 days later came Pearl Harbor & the war years. In San Diego, racism was hardly known, thankfully. My high school class was like a little United Nations: Mainly Anglo whites, plus quite a few Mexican kids, plus a good number of black kids, plus Portuguese, Italian, Greek, Philippino, Chinese and Japanese kids. Everybody got along without animosity, as is supposed to be in any American school.
How lucky I was to have had the good fortune to land in academically excellent schools from start to finish, but schools totally without racial animosity.
Higher education was not a "thing" in my home environment, so I did not start higher education until '49 after moving to Chicago where my mother lived. The following year, N. Korea invaded S. Korea. I entered the Air Force Nov. 20,1950. After 3 years, which included spending 6 months in Japan, I was mustered out, having acquired almost another two semesters college credit by enrolling in courses taught on the base or at nearby colleges, but not quickly enough to qualify for Air Cadet School. I was mustered out after 3 years, not the four I enlisted for.
I finished my BA at the U. of Illinois and pursued a career in marketing & selling. My first choice was Advertising During my senior year, I took a day-long test sponsored by the American Association of Advertising Agencies which graded me stronger in the attributes of a successful ad man than 95% of those already employed in advertising. Didn't matter. No Negroes (the polite term used at the time) wanted.
I was eventually hired by a Chicago brewery, selling beer. It was a start.
Before long, I segued to Helene Curtis Industries which made products for professional hairdressers. It was a good fit. 26 years later, I retired from Revlon Professional Products as Vice President/Advertising & Sales Promotion of that Division.
Along the way I acquired a wife and a son. From my first marriage, I already had a daughter. My daughter was the first black female to earn a degree in architecture from the Illinois Institute of Technology. Immediately afterwards, she earned a law degree from the U. of Chicago. My son (who, by the way, looked absolutely white because his mother was half Irish, half American Indian) graduated from Northwestern School of Medicine as an anesthesiologist. Alas, he died of non-symptomatic coronary disease at age 40.
My daughter practiced law for 6 years, was counsel for the Chicago School Board, and Vice Presidents for several leading firms in Chicago. She now is CEO of the DuSable Museum of African-American History. If ever you are in Chicago, take a tour.
Knowing what you now know about the arc of my personal life, it may be easier for you to understand my critiques, convictions and points of view. All were hard-earned. It is impossible for anyone black to navigate life in America without overcoming the obstacles invented & maintained to frustrate black ambition.
As much as I appreciate your mature and embracing view of life in America, as I hope I have been able to convey, simply being a competent go-getter does not guarantee success for blacks as it usually does for whites. Hard work and sheer luck figure into it. The person deciding to hire you may hate blacks deep down, or at best have little willingness to break the color line to hire you, UNLESS it fits a larger need on his/her part. Equal Employment Opportunity today beats what it was back in the mid-'50's, but in the minds of many whites, reservations and hesitancy still exist regardless of credentials & work history. Most will take a chance on a marginal white applicant before saying yes to a superlatively qualified black candidate. My whole life, the statistics show that white guys with a high school diploma are usually paid more than a black guy with a bachelor's degree. Bias is bias. Emotion is emotion.
The only work environment I know of where that does not apply is in the military. Which was never the career path for me, and is not, for the majority of black college grads.
Incidentally, going back to the challenges of race in personal life choices, my son-in-law is a Dutchman from Rotterdam who graduated from IIT with my daughter.
I offer this much detail so as to make it easier to understand my views, not to congratulate myself. I know small companies and I have been part of Fortune 100 companies.
While I have family kin who are black and look black, others of them are but look white. I happen to look more Mexican or Puerto Rican than black, causing many non-blacks to mis-classify me.
An aside: While in the Air Force in San Antonio, aiming to try for Air Cadet Training which required 2 years college while I had one year-plus, I tried enrolling in night school at San Antonio College. A high-School buddy from San Diego was already in the Air Force there. He accompanied me to enroll.
which occurred with no questions asked. I attended my one night class the first evening. Walking back to my car to return to the base, I heard someone calling my name across the courtyard. It was a middle-aged guy in a business suit: The college dean. A bit breathless, he asked me directly: "Manuel, are you Negro?"
"Yes, Dean. Why do you ask?"
"I must ask you to disenroll! If the Texas Accreditation Board found out, we would lose our accreditation!"
End of higher education in Texas, unless I wanted to enroll in a segregated black college there which offered no academic courses at all; only vocational courses. (Dialogue maxed out here? I give up!)