A Study in Scarlet: The UK Red Wristband Scandal, How the Treatment of Asylum Seekers Continues a Long History of Branding the Other
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| The Scarlet Letter |
When I studied this novel over twenty years ago I will admit I didn’t quite get it but, like the ineradicability of sin itself, it stayed with me so that when I read a couple of weeks ago that asylum seekers in Cardiff had been forced to wear red wristbands by Clearsprings Ready Homes in order to be fed, I finally got the point of Hawthorne’s enigmatic work.
I particular,
the management at Clearsprings Ready Homes did me the profound intellectual
service of reminding me of Hawthorne’s judgement on this tragic heroine: “The
scarlet letter was her passport into regions where other women dared not tread.
Shame, Despair, Solitude!” For after all, these poor people, these seekers of
safety in our midst, are simply looking for a passport, a mode of entry into a
region where their lives and rights are no longer at risk. They are looking for the secret key to a
magical kingdom, a United Kingdom, where they can live as normal human beings.
Instead, in Cardiff and also in Middlesbrough where the doors of accommodation
occupied by asylum seekers were painted red, they found they had gained entry
into another territory entirely.
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| The Red Wristband |
Danish Policy of Confiscating Goods
In contrast, in
Middlesbrough and Cardiff, when immigrants are branded with the symbolically
suggestive red colour it is not that something is taken away from them, as in
Denmark, but that something is added.
The mark is like an anti-halo, a little bit extra added on to your being
to show your human deficiency. More
important is location of the red brand.
The door and the wrist, dwelling and nourishment, reduce UK immigrants
to a much lower human status than those trying to enter Denmark. While Danish immigrants are treated, almost,
like European citizens, British immigrants remain resolutely sub-British. Their basic needs, their biological needs are
marked out in red suggesting they have reverted back 30,000 years to the
beginning of our great experimentation in social living and sustainable farmed
sustenance.
I think the
parallels with Nazi Germany are overstated and run the risk of denigrating the
horror of totalitarianism. Yes, the Jews
were branded with yellow stars but in fact Jews had been forced to wear different
clothing, hats, yellow cloth and so on, for centuries so that the Nazis were
simply continuing the profound anti-Semitism at the heart of European culture. This historical sense does not seem to be in
play with red doors and red wristbands.
There is no clear historical precedent here, not calculated thought or
developed ideology. It just occurred to
private sector managers that using a clear colour code would help them go about
their well-subsidised business more efficiently.
Scapegoating
Instead the red-brands reveal for me a pre-historical power that has never left us. The marking out of the other in our midst reaches its apotheosis with the yellow star, certainly, but the process of ‘branding’ has been with us for longer than we can trace. René Girard notes that the practice of scapegoating is a feature of all pre-legal, Steven Pinker calls them “pre-civilised”, societies.The aim of scapegoating was to sacrifice someone in the community to assuage violent urges within and between us, whether these might be tensions between groups in the community, or a sense of threat hanging over the whole community. The victim chosen had to resemble the tribe, had to be a suitable stand-in for a desire of revenge or retribution against one’s neighbour, yet dissimilar enough that you did not mistake the scapegoat for a lawful member of the tribe whose death might promote a sense of guilt or, worse, a need for revenge. The scapegoat had, in other words, to be one of us but marked out as not quite one of us.
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| Scapegoat |
For me the red wristband is a symbol of
scapegoating, not a rhyme of the Nazis as Giles Fraser puts it in his article for the Guardian on 25th of January. In scapegoating the human
is reduced to an animal, literally becoming an animal in most cases. But why are we like goats? Well, like goats we are living beings, we
need sustenance and shelter and the basics of existence as day to day
survival. Unlike goats, however, we also
pay taxes, elect leaders, possess nationality.
In making asylum seekers wear a red mark to be able to access food, or
painting the doors of their temporary accommodation red, we remind them of
their inherent animality. You seekers,
we are saying, those who beg us for asylum, you are not yet here, not yet on
these shores. You may think you are in
Cardiff, in Middlesbrough but you are not (for some this may come as a relief
over time). You are not yet a citizen,
you are simply a being, a stateless, nationless, rightless living thing.
The red wristband reduces asylum seekers to goats, animals, what Giorgio Agamben calls ‘bare
life’. It reminds them that they merely
exist, that they survive, but that as yet they do not live, at least not as a
human, not as a citizen. The irony is
that the red wristband is hardly needed.
The rapidity with which the noble denizens of Cardiff turned to abuse
was not really facilitated by the red wristband. British people don’t need bright red prompts
to turn nasty and they can spot the disenfranchised with almost uncanny
ease. At the same time immigrants don’t
need a wristband to remind them that they are less than human. That’s why they came here in the first place.
That’s why the practice has so traumatised them.
Passport to a New England
And of course
they will remain branded: by their skin tone, the way they dress, their
accents, the company they keep, their past.
In a way, as people in their cars shouted abuse them, these immigrants
were welcomed to a particularly British way of living with diversity. A combination of tolerance and abuse is as
much a sign of being British as paying heavy taxes to support the state is a
sign of being Danish. My point being
that the yellow-star sewn onto the clothing of Jews was a means of slowly
removing citizenship through violence and discrimination—Jews had to be
stripped of citizenship at least initially before they could enter a
concentration camp. Whereas the removal
of valuables, the painting of your door and the wearing of a wristbands
operate in the opposite direction. They
represent the violence and discrimination of becoming a citizen in contemporary
fortress Europe.
We are All in the Red
Hawthorne’s “Scarlet
Letter” is a prophetic work, not in predicting a totalitarian future, but in
unearthing a scapegoating past that has never left us. Prynne’s community was one dominated by the
theology of predestination, of the preterit and the elect. You could not earn your place in heaven, it
was handed to you at birth and your actions could make no difference to that. To show to your neighbours that you were
saved you had to literally show it, symbolise it, wear your virtue as a mark
every day.
Europe is becoming the same. We Europeans, through no intrinsic virtue of our own, in fact due to centuries of violent conquest and politically motivated warfare, have become the chosen few. And we are few, very few indeed.
Europe is becoming the same. We Europeans, through no intrinsic virtue of our own, in fact due to centuries of violent conquest and politically motivated warfare, have become the chosen few. And we are few, very few indeed.
But let’s
remember one thing that Syrians and Somalis can teach us. A citizen one day can become an animal the
next. The scapegoat is simply someone
similar to us but in some way marked out as different. They are the one we feel we can sacrifice so
that the rest of us can live in peace.
But how long
will peace reign, how strong can Europe stand, will there even be such a thing
as a European in a couple of decades?
In the end we are all goats in waiting and we would be wise to listen to Hawthorne’s chilling summation of the practice of red branding: “...if truth were everywhere to be shown, a scarlet letter would blaze forth on many a bosom...” We are, in other words, all Hester Prynne. We are all asylum seekers. We are all illegal immigrants. Because we are all human. Heed Hawthorne’s words and remember capricious reader, all that separates us from the goats are passports and our taxes.
In the end we are all goats in waiting and we would be wise to listen to Hawthorne’s chilling summation of the practice of red branding: “...if truth were everywhere to be shown, a scarlet letter would blaze forth on many a bosom...” We are, in other words, all Hester Prynne. We are all asylum seekers. We are all illegal immigrants. Because we are all human. Heed Hawthorne’s words and remember capricious reader, all that separates us from the goats are passports and our taxes.
For more on this story see: http://www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2016/jan/24/asylum-seekers-made-to-wear-coloured-wristbands-cardiff
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/politics/refugee-crisis-company-backs-down-on-forcing-asylum-seekers-to-wear-coloured-wristbands-in-cardiff-a6831611.html
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/uknews/immigration/12120009/Red-doors-and-wristbands-Another-day-another-comparison-to-Nazi-Germany.html
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