In Praise of Julian Bond

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America lost a giant this weekend when Julian Bond left us at 75. And CAF lost a friend, a founder, a mentor and a guide. Julian lived a large life, devoted to making America better. And we all are beneficiaries of his work and his wisdom.

He came to his calling naturally, part of what he loved to say were "six generations" of college educated leaders. His grandfather was born a slave in 1863; freedom came only when the Civil War was won and the 13th Amendment was ratified in 1865. As Julian told the story to a spellbound audience:

"At age 15, barely able to read and write, (his grandfather) hitched his tuition, a steer, to a rope, and walked across Kentucky to Berea College... Sixteen years later he graduated, and the college asked him to deliver the commencement address. He said then:

"'The pessimist from his corner looks out on the world of wickedness and sin, and blinded by all that is good or hopeful in the condition and progress of the human race, bewails the present state of affairs and predicts woeful things for the future.

"'In every cloud he beholds a destructive storm, in every flash of lightning an omen of evil, and in every shadow that falls across his path a lurking foe.

"'He forgets that the clouds also bring life and hope, that lightning purifies the atmosphere, that shadow and darkness prepare for sunshine and growth, and that hardships and adversity nerve the race, as the individual, for greater efforts and grander victories.

"'Greater efforts and grander victories. That was the promise made by the generation born in slavery more than 140 years ago. That was the promise made by the generation that won the great world war for democracy more than five decades ago. That was the promise made by those who brought democracy to America's darkest corners four decades ago, and that is the promise we must all seek to honor today.'"

Julian stayed true to that charge all of his life. At age 17, while a student at Morehouse, he organized sit-ins that challenged segregation of cafeterias, parks and theaters in Atlanta. At 75, he embraced the rise of the #BlackLivesMatter movement, seeing them as directly part of the centuries long struggle for equal justice.

While at Morehouse, Julian was a varsity swimmer, editor of the literary magazine, an intern for Time Magazine, handsome, brilliant and slated for success. But freedom called, so he dropped out of Morehouse to help found SNCC, the Student Non-Violence Coordinating Committee, serving as its secretary, a rational voice in its drive to break segregation and gain the right to vote. (He returned to receive his degree in 1971.)

Julian kept on pushing. After the passage of the Voting Rights Act, he led registration drives and was one of the first legislators elected to the Georgia State House in 1965. But by then he had become a strong opponent of the Vietnam War, knowing that any hope for progress at home was being drained by the costly folly abroad. The Georgia legislature refused to seat him when he refused to repudiate his anti-war views. His constituents elected him three times; three times the legislature rejected him. Finally, the Supreme Court overruled them, and he began what became two decades in the Georgia House and Senate.

By 28, he was leading an insurgent Georgia delegation to the tumultuous 1968 Chicago Democratic Party Convention. There he seconded the nomination of anti-war Senator Eugene McCarthy and had his own name placed in nomination as Vice President.

Julian combined his passion for justice with an equally sharp wit and enjoyment of the absurd. While he was organizing sit-ins at Morehouse, he was also taking part in formal teas dressed in his Sunday best with white students from Emory or Agnes Scott. "Typically a well-meaning white student would say as we were parting --"If only they were all like you." That stimulated the young Bond to pen a poem:

Look at that girl shake that thing,

We can't all be Martin Luther King.*

His wife, attorney Pamela Horowitz, wrote that he once said his tombstone should read "race man" on one side, and "easily amused" on the other.

Julian was, as the Library of Congress celebrated him, a "living legend." He was a founder of the Southern Poverty Law Center and served as its first president. He chose to leave electoral politics to teach, guide institutions, mentor the young, write and speak. He served as chair of the NAACP from 1998 to 2010.