Winners get to write history books. Nelson Mandela was on the right side of history and he also won his struggle. When he died Thursday, he died as a hero to most people.
I don’t know of a soul who’s all sinner or all saint, but history likes to paint with a broad brush. We don’t like to let people be human and see them as a mixture of good and bad. We want to glorify or vilify them. Current history has passed its verdict on Mandela, though. He’s a saint.
I think Mandela was more complicated than that. He was a leader in the movement to free black South Africans from a government that treated them as little better than slaves. He evolved over time into a sophisticated spokesman for his movement. And he was part of negotiating a deal which changed South Africa without the bloodshed that comes so often with struggles such as this.
But some people claim he was a terrorist and a communist, as his detractors said more than 5o years ago. A British historian claimed last year that he had unearthed evidence confirming Mandela’s membership in the communist party in South Africa. And the Soviet Union was widely believed to supply money and other support to further the rebellion in its early years.
Almost anyone who has led a rebellion has been guilty of atrocities or at least allowing terrible things to be done. The British considered the American revolutionaries to be terrorists, although they had slightly different language two centuries ago. (And some of the American revolutionaries certainly adopted terrorist tactics. Read about the man who history remembers as “the Swamp Fox” sometime.)
Your irregular fighter is a terrorist. Mine is a freedom fighter.
Words on paper don’t give governments the right to rob us
Public discourse is distorted by constant outrage over anecdotes
Little girl’s happy ending reminds us not to be defined by tragedy
Love & Hope — Episode 6:
It took me years to feel the anger I’d repressed since childhood
We who believe life has meaning have lost war for modern culture
Emptiness can bring panic that feels like being stalked by fear
Cycles keep us circling through life until we get something right
Hidden chains need to be broken, so I’ve become a reluctant rebel