[Vision2020] FW: Nate Wilson author of the forward in Doug Wilson's rewrite of Southen Slavery As It Was entitled Black and Tan

Rose Huskey rosejhuskey at gmail.com
Fri Feb 19 00:06:55 PST 2016


I have never read Doug Wilson's Black and Tan which was clearly an attempt
to reframe the plagiarized disaster of Southern Slavery As It Was. I have no
desire to read his poorly reasoned arguments and barely concealed self
aggrandizing prose.  However, tonight after reading
<https://twitter.com/MoscowIdahoUSA?ref_src=twsrc%5etfw> twitter comments
about Black and Tan,  I asked a friend to send me the entire text which was
at one time - but apparently no longer - available
-tan-by-doug-wilson/> free on the internet. It is easy to understand why
Doug chose his son Nathan to write the preface. It's a cow plop effort even
for him, and he wisely lacked the courage to ask anyone else to do it.  If
Nate's writing style and grasp of history is a reflection of the education
he received at Logos and NSA I can only conclude that the people who pay to
send their children to these educational abominations' should be ashamed of
themselves for their parental failures.  


Rose Huskey



Douglas Wilson

A Collection of Essays and Excursions on Slavery, Culture War, and Scripture
in America

Canon press Moscow, Idaho

Published by Canon Press P.O. Box 8729, Moscow, ID 83843 800-488-2034 |
<http://www.canonpress.com> www.canonpress.com


Douglas Wilson, Black and Tan: A Collection of Essays and Excursions on
Slavery, Culture War, and Scripture in America Copyright C 2005 by Douglas

Printed in the United States of America. Cover design by Paige Atwood.
Scripture quotations are taken from the Authorized (King James) Version.




Foreword by Nathan Wilson


"I drank my first black and tan in Annapolis, Maryland, my father's
hometown. It was poured in the American style, Bass Ale on the bottom and
then Guinness, poured carefully over a bent spoon to avoid breaking the
layer and mixing the two beers. Across the Atlantic, those tending bar
generally chuck the spoon and let the beers blend. The taste is more
interesting, but the look less artistic. Regardless of technique, the
combination is a lovely one. In America, our particular blend of races came
about through great hypocrisy, in both the North and South. The slave trade
was nothing but wickedness. To be a little simplistic: the South wanted to
end the trade, but not the slavery, and the North wanted to blame the South
for providing the market for the kidnapped souls the North was importing.
The whole history and categorization of our various racial hypocrisies is
not something I am capable of exploring here. God judged both North and
South with the bloodiest of our wars. God judged this nation, and it is
impossible to deny that He has continued to do so as we reap various fruits
of sinful segregation and of the equally sinful attempts at expiating our
guilt through statist salvation. There is much to lament on the subject of
race relations, but I find that God has not only judged us. He has blessed
us as well; He has blessed all our races, for example, with a great mixed


I am quite grateful for my own ethnic ancestors, in all their Celticness,
but I am also grateful that some of their contributions are where they are:
behind me, across the ocean, safely tucked away in graves. They have
contributed an attitude to America, a fighting spirit and an individualism
that have been both a blessing and a curse. But there is nothing in the idea
of a "pure" Celtic America that I love. Bass Ale is fine enough, but I have
no desire to go back to drinking it isolated safely in its own glass.
Growing up my father's son, I was taught the love of many things. I can
think fondly of ancestral plaid and bagpipes, but my affection for blues and
jazz runs just as deep or deeper. I am extremely grateful to have grown up
in a culture influenced and altered by the juxtaposition of races, and even
more so because I believe my children and grandchildren will grow up in a
culture where that juxtaposition has been more fruitful, and the mutual
influences increased. I love peanut butter. And lest anyone accuse me of
being trite or superficial in my praise, it is hardly superficial to me. I
would guess that roughly seventy-five percent of the cells that my body has
produced over the course of my life have been made out of George Washington
Carver's magical invention. I think that percentage is higher for my father.
I love the music that came out of the South and the effect it has had on our
national personality. I love athletics and the unique personality they have
gained by the mixture of races; segregated basketball was about as
interesting as a PTA meeting. Jesse Owens showed up Hitler's lie,
single-handedly, when nations, theologians, and philosophers failed-and he
wore our flag. Some would want deeper cultural acknowledgments from me than
this, again accusing me of being superficial, but the trouble is that such
things only appear to be superficial. I have been shaped by these things, as
we all have. Our culture has been impacted in deep and profound ways by such
juxtapositions and will continue to be. So the curse connected to slavery,
the sin of our white fathers against our black fathers, has come back to
bless us. It has shaped every aspect of what it means to be American, and is
part of why being an 


American is still worthwhile. The blessings have always been there, for the
culture, for the Church, and some of the greatest of white sins have come in
the arrogance of trying to reject those blessings. But this is not simply a
blind or romantic view of race. There has been a great deal of hypocrisy and
faithlessness in our racial history-and the traffic has gone both ways.
Hatred and bitterness has played a major role for many on both sides. But
beyond that, in humility and faithfulness, comes the blessing of the God of
paradox, the God who raises the dead. A once white country is no longer
white, having been broadened and strengthened by the victims of its white
fathers. And as for those first slaves: their descendants, while still
sometimes held down by their own sins and residual paganism, not to mention
the sins of others against them, have been blessed by being part of this
culture. This is why a secular approach to racial reconciliation will always
be doomed. Throughout our history, God has brought many blessings to the
blacks as well, at the center of which was access to the gospel. The tragedy
of pagan Africa was more significant than the tragedy of Southern slavery.
In Christ, whites are a blessing to blacks. In Christ, blacks are a blessing
to whites. In our history, there has been more than a little of this. But
apart from Christ, our races are simply a snare and temptation to one
another. So I look forward to the final America, to the final Church, the
Church that spans cultures, nations, and ethnic boundaries. I look forward
to descendants as affected by a Christian Africa as by a once-upon-a-time
Christian Europe. When it comes to culture, pour me a black and tan into the
glass of the Christian faith. No need to use a spoon."


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