Hood (Object Lessons)

This is a fantastic read. The book is written in beautiful, yet not complicated language. The journey through different places and different times along the object of the hood is fascinating, enjoyable, yet depressing and horrifying at times. It is unexpected how interesting, political, and relevant to current societies a simple thing like a hood can be. It was my subway read to and from work for a couple of weeks and made my ride so much more enjoyable! Get it and read it!

An interesting, thought-provoking and well-researched exploration of an everyday item – the hood; its origin, meaning and symbolism and the way the wearing of one has often become a political act. From fairy tales to the Grim Reaper, the Inquisition to the Ku Klux Klan, Robin Hood to executioners – all have worn hoods and in our own times hoods and hoodies have gained a reputation far from being simply items of clothing worn for protection. I enjoyed the book, but found the latter half less engaging, as not only did the narrative focus seem to lose its way, but the author obviously had an agenda to show up how prejudiced society has become and how quickly we jump to conclusions when we see a “hoodie”. Of course she is correct, but she concentrated too much on this aspect and I preferred her earlier more general and wide-ranging focus. Nevertheless it’s a fascinating study of an ordinary object and well worth reading.

Last semester, I taught a new course on Monster Movies. This was, of course, tremendous fun, but it was also serious work. We watched so many wonderful films, read great essays about them, and had lively conversations each week. One of the leitmotifs of the course was "People are the worst." This was not really where I'd anticipated taking the course. We had vampires and zombies and artificially constructed horrors, but time and again, week after week, we found ourselves concluding that however bad the demons/dragons/revenants/Evil Dead were, it was the humans who really, really were just the worst.The overarching narrative of course crystalized on the day that we discussed George Romero's 1968 classic Night of the Living Dead, the film that reinvented the zombie and became the source for more or less all subsequent zombie narratives. It is a brilliant film. Really. If you don't believe me, you haven't seen it. Get a copy. You need to see this film. The last few minutes transform all that has come before, and it is all suddenly (according to Romero, unintentionally) a parable about the ways that we divide ourselves from one another, and in particular the ways that race, or racial thought, leads to wanton waste of life.There isn't a hood within it, not that I recall anyway, and yet I kept thinking of it as I read Alison Kinney's phenomenal new book, Hood, in Bloomsbury's innovative Object Lessons series. Each book in the series focuses on a single object type -- Shipping Container, Cigarette Lighter, Bookshelf. Hoods might seem the most innocuous of subjects, just nice bits of fabric to keep off the rain or the wind, but as Kinney traces their history from the Middle Ages forward, it becomes increasingly clear that this simple object is embedded in some of the most potent cultural currents. The book is small and slim, beautifully produced and a pleasure to hold. The writing is likewise beautiful, but the content is hard, harsh, startling, and necessary.Kinney starts with the hoods we all think were worn by executioners, but reveals that this is a modern fiction, that it was the executed who more often were (and are) made to wear the hood. Nineteenth-century writers reveal the reason: the condemned must wear a hood in order to protect "the witnesses, even the executioner himself ... the most vulnerable people at an execution, while the prisoner was a kind of Grim Reaper, even at the moment of his own death" (19). If you are tempted to argue that people being executed deserve what they get, read this book's accounts of lynchings of men, women (including a gut-wrenching account of the lynching of a pregnant woman), and, yes, children. The revelation of a process of inversion of blame, where the victim becomes the threat and his murderers become the endangered, runs throughout the book, and is one of many disturbing realities it reveals. This hoodwinking is a key part of what Kinney calls "[t]he minstrelsy of victimhood," a brilliant phrase I will be borrowing (with citation) for in my current book (50).Hood did something I wouldn't have thought possible: it made me realize that the Ku Klux Klan, which the Southern Poverty Law Center calls "the most infamous — and oldest — of American hate groups" is worse than I thought it was. How could they be any worse? Read the book. They are even worse. The hoods are just the start.Ben, the African-American protagonist of Night of the Living Dead, does not wear a hoodie. He dresses "just right." He is a preppy, Joe College type, wearing a cardigan through much of the film, even while driving a tire iron through the forehead of a zombie. He seems at pains to demonstrate that he is a good guy (even if, in a cathartic moment, he slugs the middle-aged white guy).I thought of this film at several points in my reading, but it seems most relevant toward the end. We all know, from the very image on the cover, where it is all tilting. He is mentioned in passing on page 98 but discussion of this most prominent case doesn't really happen until page 108. Indeed, when he is first introduced, Kinney is coy about it, knowing that we all know the name. She writes:On a drizzly evening, February 26, 2012, one teenager in a hoddie tried to make himself invisible, to keep his head down in a dangerous environment. 'That man's following me,' he told his friend over the phone. 'I'm going to run.' He never made it home."He" is, of course, Trayvon Martin, the Black boy shot and murdered by George Zimmerman, an overzealous, self-appointed, apparently paranoiac, violence-seeking "neighborhood watch" member who was acquitted, in part, because the boy he shot was wearing a hood.What follows is a sorrowful, infuriating litany of names that runs for a couple of pages:Trayvon shouldn't have been one of the countless people wearing hoodies on that rainy night ... Michael Brown shouldn't have walked in the street. Nicholas Heyward (thirteen years old) and Tamir Rice (twelve) shouldn't have been playing ... Jonathan Ferrell and Renisha McBride shouldn't have needed help after car accidents ... (111-112)The list culminates a page later with, "Eric Garner shouldn't have stopped breathing" (113). These "errors" at first feel increasingly arbitrary, but they are not. They are all equally so. Wearing a hooding or walking in the street is, yes, a more conscious and deliberate act than stopping breathing, but they are not reasons to die, and not, despite court rulings that demonstrate no regard for Black lives, justifications for murder.The key is that it wasn't the hood. It was never the hood. The hood tells us nothing about Martin, and everything about Zimmerman, his defenders, the jury, the media. "The rhetorical uses of Martin's hoodie," Kinney writes, "revealed not his attributes, but those of the people who committed, rationalized, and exonerated the shooting of an unarmed teenager walking home" (109). Like the hooded prisoners being executed, this hooded boy was seen as somehow causing his own death by wearing a sweatshirt. Through the magic of the hood, victim is turned into the perpetrator, and the murderer becomes a victim. And we are all hoodwinked.[...]

This is a thought provoking look at how hoods have been perceived throughout history. I liked how the author noted that hoods are often used to hide unjust behaviors (KKK, executions, etc.) and also used as an excuse for racist behavior. This is an interesting book that covers some very difficult concepts. I look forward to reading future books by this author.

"Hood" is a great overview of the history of hoods and all that implies. It was a bit hard to get into but well worth plowing through to what ended up being an excellent read.

Really one of the best books in the Object Lessons series. It's well-written, compelling, humorous, and thought-provoking. Highly, highly recommended.

perfect

Less a book about the cultural, historical, fashionable, literary, and artistic uses of hoods and more one authors repetitive diatribe on how the hood is used by racists and state sponsored terrorists. I get it...bad people in government use hoods when they're doing bad things to both conceal themselves and their crimes. Just when you start reading a new chapter and think she's going to discuss some other quality about hoods (as we expect from this otherwise wonderful Object series) she slips right back into the ranting.