Ryerson University has decided to change its name and everyone is all atwitter. While many are applauding the move, some say it doesn’t go far enough. Others are calling it “cancel culture,” a somewhat ironic term, given that Ryerson and his colleagues literally tried to cancel 50 or 60 actual cultures. We are re-writing history! Or we should re-write history! Depending on which side of the middle you happen to fall on.
Of course, no one is trying to re-write history. What we are doing is deciding whom a modern culture should commemorate, that is, show respect for, honour, hold up as a role model. Edgerton Ryerson did a lot of things in his life, some positive, some negative and the University has decided that, by today’s standards, the negatives far outweigh the positives. Therefore, he will continue to exist in the history books but will no longer be commemorated or paid tribute to.
What! Applying modern standards to historical figures? That’s outrageous!
Nonsense.
In 1935, there were plenty of people who thought Adolph Hitler was pretty alright, including the King of England and Henry Ford. Now, the only people who think that are racists and whack-jobs and no decent person or society would raise a statue to him (though I understand he is in Madame Tussaud’s Was Museum in the category of Monsters of History). But I can find a thousand books and films that discuss his place in history.
I know, apparently, I’ve lost this argument because I brought up Hitler. Do you prefer Stalin? A lot of his statues were torn down when the Soviet Union collapsed, though some people are pushing to put them back up. Because that’s how commemoration works – society’s change and their evaluation of who is worthy of being honoured changes right along with it.
The process of honouring and, later, de-commemorating people has been going on for a very long time. During the Roman Empire, they went through a lot of emperors, all of whom had statues and plaques commemorating them during their lifetimes. Many then had all those tributes torn down, some before the blood was dry on the Praetorian Guards’ swords. Yet, we still have a record of them in history. Amazing, right?
Then, there’s the French. The Pantheon in Paris was the final resting place for the heroes of the nation (though for the last 150 years most of those heroes were politicians, writers and scientists because… France). Some times the internment is immediate; others, it can take decades (and in few cases, centuries) before France decides that person deserves honouring. And yes, a few people have been disinterred, though not recently.
What is far more common is for street names to change. Some streets in Paris have had three of four names over the last 150 years, as one person or event loses its luster and another deserves to be honoured. Sometimes, the street sign will show the new name and, in smaller print, its former name. Finding out what a street was called in 1919 was one of my biggest challenges when researching my novel, In the Shadow of Versailles. Why not pick up a copy and see if I got it right? You can get it here.