Free Speech and False Speech ...
My failure was contextual. I was, myself, under fire at the college on all the politically correctness issues. As I came up for tenure, a few students accused me of racism, sexism, classism, and elitism. Not only that, but I was accused of being both a queer and a heterosexist. That they were students who had failed my class in African American history is beside the point. My recollection of that class is epitomized by the question of a young white female student:"When did you repudiate the movement?" She might as well have asked me"When did you stop beating your wife?" Underlying the question was an abyss of malice and ignorance too dense to unpack. She could not have asked such a question had she known anything about the post-civil rights movement or cared to know what was true.
In the first place, of course, I had no sense of ever having repudiated the movement. I was deeply aware of and pained by its fragmentation. From my point of view, she might better have posed that question to some of its leaders: to my friend, Floyd McKissick, for instance, who endorsed Richard Nixon for president in 1968 and lived off of the federal grants for the remainder of his career. From my point of view, she might better have posed the question to Ralph Abernathy and Hosea Williams who endorsed Ronald Reagan for president in 1980 and reaped the glory of that aberration. Was the movement about their freedom to be bought off? She would not have been presumptuous enough to ask that question of them. I thought myself more loyal to the movement's values than any of them.
The most painful of the accusations was the double whammy: that I was both a queer and a heterosexist. Now, such people do exist. Roy Cohn springs to mind, of course; but I am not nearly so conflicted, nor so interesting, nor so malignant as Roy Cohn. The usual answer that we free speech advocates offer to arguments in favor of speech restrictions is that the answer to false speech is more speech. And, yet, I'm hard put to say that, in the midst of my being considered for tenure, false charges of heterosexism and of being queer were best answered by even and ever more fulsome affirmations of my heterosexuality and tolerance for sexual differences. The fact is that my critics had gone for the jugular and I was dead. I would not put my wife and daughters to the embarrassment of turning my appeal for tenure on louder and louder affirmations of the exclusivity of our relationship. My wife would shudder if she even knew that I had referred to that painful memory here. Fortunately, our marriage has survived the impoverishing results of malignant false speech.
My point is that – Yes, as a devotee of free speech, I am obliged to defend the opportunity for false speech. I am obliged to defend it even when it is directed at me. I am obliged to defend its opportunity, even at Cliopatria. But I am not obliged to respect false speech. I'm a witness to the damage it does. I may defend the opportunity for your false speech, but do not dare ask my respect.