
Exhibit B and the Misadventures of White Anti-Racism, by Norman Ajari
December 1, 2014
 The purpose of this text is not to take a position on Exhibit B,
 which I have not seen but seems to me to have elicited sufficient 
analysis. I am proposing an examination instead of the discourse of 
justification from intellectuals who have appropriated the issue by 
taking the side of artist Brett Bailey. Their defence is always the 
same: Exhibit B is an anti-racist work that has been 
misunderstood. I am going to try to show that this defence is 
unsatisfactory because that anti-racism is not convincing. The Exhibit B
 affair has revealed the paradox of the anti-racism some intellectuals 
profess, which is really just a cheap way of reconciling themselves with
 the most violent aspects of Western history without bothering to take 
the victims of racism seriously, that is, to think of them as 
participants in that history. The issue is then the status of such 
anti-racist discourse: Who does it affect? What might its impacts be?
Anti-racist romanticism
 The 
various descriptions of the form of this exhibit I have read have led me
 to conclude that it might be offering us an umpteenth variation on a 
major theme in contemporary art (in the broad sense) since Sade, which, 
as philosopher Mehdi Belhaj Kacem has shown, has to do with a positive 
presentation of evil1.
 We can believe that, above all, short of any political discourse, the 
exhibition of Black people represents an opportunity to offer the public
 what it values and seeks: a transgressive sublimation of humiliation 
and historic violence. However, the fact that Africans were often 
involved with the wrong side is a godsend for the artist. Discourse 
purporting to be anti-racist is therefore couched in artistic grammar 
that gets all its breath, all its capacity to affect people and produce 
reactions from the now commonplace positive presentation of evil.
This form has consequences, however, as militants such as members of the Brigade Anti-Négrophobie2
 have articulated, because the scene of the colonial violence has been 
cut off from its anti-colonial response. There is no outcome to the 
abjection. The spectator must face the exhibit's violence with no 
escape, with no way to answer. By making the colonizer's violent action 
against the colonized the ultimate point of their meeting, it 
depoliticizes that interaction. Instead of a dialogue, there is a 
univocal presentation of the victim's misery. This art form cannot 
incite action and political thought but only violent emotions. If we are
 to believe the outrageous Jean-Loup Amselle, Exhibit B offers white people an exercise in "repentance," a "ceremony of expiation. 3".
 He even goes so far as to take offence over such "self-flagellation" on
 the part of Brett Bailey and thus concludes with the embarrassing 
paralogism according to which the spectacle of beaten, humiliated and 
murdered Black people is no more disturbing than the unpleasant image of
 the colonizers. But the spectator does not see any colonizers. As for 
the famous "repentance," there is no reason to believe it would be, as 
Amselle zealously assumes, the key to reconciliation among the various 
components of post-colonial societies.
He reads 
this spectacle as the expression of an anti-racist romanticism through 
which the artist is exorcising his past by displaying black bodies 
before us as though we were taking a ride through the landscape of his 
afflicted subjectivity. This morbid ghost train we are on gets its 
political weight from a hackneyed process of contemporary art that tries
 to make us tourists on that train vicariously sharing the artist's 
fears and obsessions as we go by. What we must conclude when reading 
Amselle is that the anti-racism of Exhibit B is an ultimately 
fairly secondary means of accessing the perpetual display of evil and 
the sinister obsessions afoot in the creator's soul. To summarize, the 
exhibit has nothing to do with Black people but solely with a personal 
encounter with the artist's subjectivity and that of the visitors, whom 
Amselle invites to identify with Brett Bailey but not with the Black 
people in his exhibit, who are reduced to nothing but a shocking 
pretext.
Anti-racism for white people
 Historian Pascal Blanchard has also responded to Exhibit B
 detractors. As we know, he believes it is necessary today to replay the
 spectacle of human zoos to soak them up and so better neutralize their 
effects. Regarding Exhibitions at Musée du quai Branly in 2012,
 of which Blanchard was one of the curators (feign your surprise here), 
Lotte Arndt noted that it portrayed mute, abandoned subjects of a moral 
rescue mission4.
 It is not surprising that Blanchard runs to the rescue of an artist 
who, for comparative purposes, chose a method like the one Blanchard 
promoted.
Although 
his response in this matter is predictable, Blanchard's words are still 
surprising: for example, he posits that human zoos are still not widely 
recognized as an inhuman horror on the same level as the Shoah or 
colonization and slavery5. Are not those demonstrating against Exhibit B
 doing so precisely for such recognition, made perfectly clear, of the 
horror of human zoos? That horror does not need support from a 
complacent public and to be repeated and replayed ad nauseam to
 be understood as a horror. And Blanchard launches zealously into an 
inventory of all the humans turned into sideshow freaks for gawkers to 
contemplate between the late 19th and early 20th centuries: the Nubians,
 the Laplanders and the dwarves. He really wants it all repeated.
But, more than everything else, what revolts both Blanchard and Amselle is the fact that Exhibit B opponents
 delegitimize the artist due to the colour of his skin. According to 
Blanchard and Amselle, those against the exhibit want a Black monopoly 
on the representation of Black people. However, the current discussion 
shows that the problem must be approached differently: it invites us to 
wonder about the status of anti-racist discourse that grants no active 
place to people actually experiencing racism. It is anti-racist 
discourse that orders people experiencing racism to be silent when they 
demonstrate their disapproval because, ultimately, the white people 
engaging in that anti-racist discourse recognize that, as long as they 
only talk among themselves, it makes little difference if they borrow 
their words from Césaire or Arthur de Gobineau. It is how they react 
when Black people invite themselves to their table that concerns us. 
However, as for those whom the political message of Exhibit B 
must concern in the first place, Black people, that is, they are busy 
protesting under the watchful eye of the police instead of 
congratulating each other on its success and publicizing it. Therefore, 
those who are defending the exhibit must at least have the decency to 
admit that it is far from being the success they claim it to be.
With 
remarkably audacious demagoguery, Blanchard goes so far as to maintain 
that the intention of such a spectacle is identical for everyone and 
that we must refrain from dreading the famous measuring stick of 
communitarianism. Besides its formulaic nature, the problem of such an 
argument is that Exhibit B exclusively addresses the history of
 Black people. It is intended to present a series of depictions of Black
 people's humiliation. It claims to denounce the contemporary racism 
Black people are experiencing. Therefore, it is perfectly reasonable to 
acknowledge that Black people who have decided to express their 
disagreement with such an exhibit could have a particular legitimacy in 
speaking out. The protesters' slogan and sign "Respect our ancestors" 
does not mean that only Black people can talk legitimately about Black 
people, as the sophistry of the historian and anthropologist would have 
us believe, but it means that even artists and intellectuals who call 
themselves anti-racists cannot make that claim without acting with some 
decency. But their refusal to listen and welcome the words of Black 
people is so categorical that we must ask ourselves if the only effect 
of such "anti-racism" is to give white intellectuals a chance to 
congratulate each other on their open-mindedness and tolerance (at a 
distance from those they boast they "tolerate.")
Above all, we are led to believe that the only really anti-racist consequence of Exhibit B
 in the public space is the response and mobilizations against it in the
 streets. Its sole positive effect is the collective organization of 
refusal, which attests to that knowledge of the history of human zoos of
 which Blanchard claims to be the custodian, and "awareness," for which 
the magnanimous Blanchard credits the actors Brett Bailey hired. They 
wanted Black people to be the objects of the exhibit, but perhaps our 
intellectuals will learn that when the objects clearly object, the wise 
thing to do is shut up and listen to them.
 Norman Ajari
Translated from the French by Ian Harvey, Jasper, Ontario, Canada.
1 Mehdi Belhaj Kacem, Inesthétique et Mimesis, Paris, Lignes, 2010, p. 110.
3 http://www.liberation.fr/societe/2014/11/23/exhibit-b-l-interdit-racial-de-la-representation_1149135.
4
 Lotte Arndt, « Une mission de sauvetage : Exhibitions. L’invention du 
sauvage au musée du quai Branly », in : Mouvements, n° 72, Paris, La 
Découverte, 2012, p. 130. ( http://www.cairn.info/resume.php? 
ID_ARTICLE=MOUV_072_0120).
5 http://tempsreel.nouvelobs.com/culture/20141128.OBS6468/exhibit-b-ce-spectacle-n-est-pas-raciste-c-est-l- inverse.html.
 


 
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