In awkwardly timed remarks 24 hours after dramatic campaign-corruption allegations were leveled against him, Washington, D.C., Mayor Vincent Gray defied rumors of his political death spiral.
“I did not break the law,” pronounced the mayor to a very pro-Gray crowd of several hundred this past Tuesday night, who complimented the moment with stand-up chants of “four more years.”
That night in a Northeast D.C. auditorium, Gray may have temporarily reenergized “Chocolate City.” But the campaign now headed to a hotly contested April 1 Democratic primary for his hoped-for reelection finds a black urban apotheosis a shell of what it was more than two decades ago.
Put simply: Vincent Gray will likely be remembered as the last black mayor of Washington, D.C.
This is a very difficult reality for many longtime black Washingtonians who’ve warily watched the transformation unfold. Washington, D.C., always stood out among black America’s prized cultural possessions. It was always the nation’s capital, but it was the undisputed hub for the nation’s largest concentration of middle-class African Americans. It didn’t have the music or arts muscle of New York City, Philly, Detroit or New Orleans (because it’s not like Go-Go music took off), but it didn’t need that, as the unparalleled nexus of black political, academic and business interests earned the city its flavorful nickname. Harlem was black retail while D.C. was black wholesale. Conceptualization versus decision-making. Grassroots versus grasstops.
Now, Chocolate City finds itself remarkably saran-wrapped into a pulpy gentrifying fondue of vanilla, caramel and fudge complexions. Wicked-fast socioeconomic transitions have brutally displaced its black core and moved them into the suburbs. Black population shifted from 70 percent in 1992 (when I first arrived) to just more than 50 percent now in the city. Alas, this is the fate of black urbana: Gotham resets invigorated by recession, urban blacks sandblasted by waves of young, hipster and mostly white urban professionals and adventurous start-uppy pioneers. Meanwhile, suburban poverty is on the rise.
Nationally, that change is hitting an old-guard black political establishment hard, long complacent and apathetic behind the security blanket of their protest machines. Detroit—a hulking, bankrupted mass of abandoned buildings—just elected its first white mayor in four decades, still reeling from the apocalyptic mismanagement of convicted former mayor and political family scion Kwame Kilpatrick. Post-Katrina New Orleans elected its first white mayorafter three decades of black rule, worn out from corruption and malfeasance, while recently convicting former Mayor Ray Nagin as if rudely shutting the Big Easy’s black political chapter for good.