Blues for Mister Charlie represents sexuality as a flashpoint for violence in an anti-Black white supremacist society, as in order to reinforce racial hierarchy, white supremacists must deny certain forms of interracial attraction while infecting others with violence. In this context, love—truly knowing and caring for another person as an individual—is represented as an extraordinarily difficult achievement. This dynamic is clear in the sexual and emotional lives of Jo Britten, a conformist white woman, and Parnell James, a rich white man with progressive racial attitudes (relative to the setting of the U.S. South in the 1960s). Prior to her marriage, Jo feels that she must repress all her sexual thoughts, implicitly to live up to a white-supremacist ideal of sexually pure white Southern womanhood. Though she is sexually curious about both white and Black men, she interrupts any such curious thoughts by insisting to herself that her mind is a “citadel” that must not admit sin. Eventually, Jo lies that a young Black man, Richard Henry, sexually assaulted her to prejudice a jury against convicting her husband Lyle of Richard’s murder. In this way, Jo represents how a white-supremacist society denies the possibility that white women could be attracted to Black men, while insisting that Black men must be attracted to white women—and it uses the latter claim to justify violence against Black men.
Conversely, Parnell James’s first love at age 18 was a 17-year-old Black girl named Pearl. Parnell believes that they genuinely loved each other because they shared their dreams and knew each other as individuals. Yet Parnell knows that many of his white male peers harass and rape Black girls and women with impunity. His awareness that white-supremacist society taints white male attraction to Black women with violence makes him feel “sick” and uncertain in his relationship with Pearl. After Pearl’s mother discovers their relationship and sends Pearl away, Parnell never has another genuinely loving romantic relationship again. Instead, he has what he calls “black fever”—a desire to escape his guilt-ridden whiteness through sexual contact with Black people. Through Jo and Parnell, the play shows how in a white-supremacist society, interracial sexual attraction is fraught with violence while love is difficult, if not impossible, to find.
Sexuality and Love ThemeTracker
Sexuality and Love Quotes in Blues for Mister Charlie
Ken: How much does your wife charge?
Meridian: Now you got it. You really got it now. That’s them. Keep walking, Arthur. Keep walking!
Tom: You get your ass off these streets from around here, boy, or we going to do us some cutting—we’re going to cut that big, black thing off of you, you hear?
Richard: My mother fell down the steps of that damn white hotel? My mother was pushed—you remember yourself how them white bastards was always sniffing around my mother, always around her—because she was pretty and black!
Richard: Every one of them’s got some piss-assed, faggoty white boy on a string somewhere. They go home and marry him, dig, when they can’t make it with me no more—but when they want some loving, funky, down-home, bring-it-on-here-and-put-it-on-the-table style—
Juanita: They sound very sad. It must be very sad for you, too.
Ellis: Mrs. Britten, if you was to be raped by a orang-outang out of the jungle or a stallion, couldn’t do you no worse than a nigger. You wouldn’t be no more good for nobody. I’ve seen it
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That’s why we men have got to be so vigilant.
Parnell: It means that if I have a hundred dollars, and I’m black, and you have a hundred dollars, and you’re white, I should be able to get as much value for my hundred dollars—my black hundred dollars—as you get for your white hundred dollars. It also means that I should have an equal opportunity to earn that hundred dollars—
Jo: It’s not different—how can you say that? White men ain’t got no more business fooling around with black women than—
Lyle: Girl, will you stop getting yourself into an uproar? Men is different from women—they ain’t as delicate.
Parnell: Nobody in the world knew about her inside, what she was like, and how she dreamed, but me. And nobody in the world knew about me inside, what I wanted, and how I dreamed, but her.
Richard: Maybe your wife could run home and get some change. You got some change at home, I know. Don’t you?
Lyle: I don’t stand for nobody to talk about my wife.
Juanita: I am not responsible for your imagination.
Meridian: I don’t think that the alleged object was my son’s type at all!
The State: And you are a minister?
Meridian: I think I may be beginning to become one.