That wasn’t the story. The paint scheme was. Done up in black, the car featured in large lettering across its body “Black Lives Matter.” And across the grill were the words: “Compassion, Love, Understanding.”
If there is any possible debate as to which of those two images is the most inspiring, which most culturally worthy, I really don’t want to hear it.
The car for driver Bubba Wallace bears the message of the moment before Wednesday's NASCAR Cup Series race at Martinsville. (AP Photo/Steve Helber)
Credit: Steve Helber
Credit: Steve Helber
On Wednesday, NASCAR stated that the Confederate flag was no longer welcome on any of its properties. That flag from a lost and horrid cause has been part of racing campsites from the beginning. At places such as Darlington and Talladega they would decorate a horizon. And every time I'd pass by them on the way to an infield media center and try to pretend they weren't there. It was this slight, persistent discomfort, like going to every race wearing shoes one size too small. That's on me for not speaking more loudly to that.
After a white supremacist massacred nine souls in a Charleston church in 2015, NASCAR moved to discourage fans from unfurling the Confederate flag. That flag “belongs in the history books and that’s about it,” declared the sports marquee name at the time, Dale Earnhardt Jr. But there the movement stalled, and while the flag was not as ubiquitous as before, it remained part of racing’s wallpaper.
Now, in the wake of George Floyd’s death beneath the knee of a white Minneapolis cop, NASCAR went to an outright ban.
The issue is moot now as fans are barred from the track because of the coronavirus restrictions. But they’ll start trickling back soon — Talladega hopes to allow in 5,000 folks June 21 — and enforcement of the flag ban is going to be tricky.
You think those who have held on to that symbol for a lifetime will go along happily with this decree? It’s about heritage not hate, you know, which is always easy to say for those whose heritage doesn’t include being owned by another human.
Glad I’m not the one in charge of telling that group their beloved symbol is an embarrassment that, like all deep guilt, is better kept hidden.
More than any flag flap, there are meaningful, important elements to the wave of anger and soul-searching sweeping over us now. Don’t let this minor conversation hijack bigger ideas.
And there’s that part of me that believes the freedom of expression does extend to the right of anyone to appear insensitive, narrow-minded and even bigoted by the banners they fly. Although, it doesn’t seem to be speaking so loudly to me at present.
There will be fans who bail on racing as a result of this decision, as if their loyalty was based on their prerogative to be Johnny Reb for a weekend.
All that’s to be said at this point is: That’s fine. Just stop coming. Stay home and stew over how racin’ has abandoned its core and how the sport has turned its back on its roots, tangled as they are.
Go ahead, get bitter rather than better.
And here’s hoping the sport is strong enough to survive its good intentions.