State v. John Scopes: A Final Word
by Douglas O. Linder
The eight days
of the Scopes trial in the summer of 1925
have the poignancy that accompanies the memory of a moment just before
a
life-changing event. A sepia-toned
photograph of trial participants could be the photograph of a group of
white-water
rafters as they approach Class V rapids.
William Jennings Bryan is seen shouting furiously to other
rafters to
paddle backwards, away from the falls.
Looking at the picture, we know he is seconds away from his doom. Clarence Darrow and H. L. Mencken chomp on
their cigars, laughing mockingly at the concern of their frenzied
raftmate. Scopes is there too, sitting
quietly and staring ahead. The defense’s
religious and scientific experts are crowded together at the back of
the raft,
talking among themselves about the best way of avoiding the deadly
boulders
that lie ahead. In the trees on the far
bank and over the rapids there appears to a mist—the mist of a god or
of a
departing god, perhaps. The water is
churning, suggesting the presence of the ideas that moved human
history.
The falls, to carry the metaphor just a bit
further, is
not one that can be portaged around.
Darwin Rapids stands out among all others on the river of human
history. Copernicus Rapids, Lyell
Rapids, and all the rest created by ideas that previously challenged
the
comforting stories of the Bible seem barely threatening in comparison. If run successfully, the rapids ahead, Big
Bang Rapids and Universe of Universes Rapids included, should all be
manageable. Somehow the rafters will
have to withstand the jolts, the twists, the sudden drops through
space, that
come with the realization that the faith of their fathers can no longer
be
their own.
Like every metaphor, this one has its
limitations. Darwin Rapids, like any real
rapids, doesn’t
have the same defined location for all river-runners: some people today
are
just beginning to hear its roar, others—blissfully ignorant and
supremely
confident in the old superstitions—never will face it.
“Facts are stubborn things,” however, and
eventually the stubborn facts that point strongly to evolution—not
divine
intervention—as the cause for the variety of life on earth will win the
day for
Darwin.
To what extent, then, does it make sense to
compare the
Scopes trial to Darwin Rapids? Or, to
drop the metaphor, in what ways and for how many Americans did July
1925 mark
the beginning of a re-examination of long-held religious beliefs and a
growing
acceptance of evolution and its implications for the place of humans on
the
planet? The answer is complicated and,
as is the case for most important questions, not one anyone can, with
confidence provide full details.
Each side came a way feeling their cause had
been advanced
in Dayton. Russel D. Owen, writing in the New York
Times, reported, “Each side withdrew at the end of the struggle
satisfied it
had unmasked the absurd pretensions of the other.”
(Edward Larson, Summer
for the Gods, p 201.)
There are several places one can look
for answers as to
how much America
changed in July 1925 and the months afterwards when the meaning of the
trial
was hotly debated. One way to evaluate
the effect of the trial is examine newspaper accounts of public
reaction,
recognizing all the biases that might accompany such reports. A second approach is to measure the reactions
of editorialists, few of whom could avoid offering an opinion on the
attention-grabbing trial. (Public
opinion polls—a more direct measure—were uncommon in 1925.) Another is
to look
to the decisions of textbook publishers as the readied next editions of
biology
textbooks for marketing to schools around the country.
A fourth possibility is to study changes
around the time of the trial in church membership figures for
fundamentalist
and more modernist churches in various parts of the country. Finally, a sense of opinion shifts in certain
states might be reflected in how anti-evolution legislation fared in
the period
immediately following the Scopes trial.
As might be expected, members of the public
asked their
opinions about evolution at the time of the Scopes trial came up with a
variety
of answers. One Dayton high school student, asked by
journalist after the trial what he thought of Scopes and the theory he
taught,
said: “I like him, but I don’t believe I came from a monkey.” (Summer for the Gods, p.
200)
Paul R. Conkin wrote, in When All the Gods
Trembled,
that most intellectuals today have forgotten or never understood “the
tragic
sense of irreparable loss” that their grandparents or
great-grandparents
suffered in the 1920s when they watched their gods tremble and die. Those alive at that time “knew, from
experience, what it had been like to live in a structured and
purposeful
universe,” Conkin stated. “They
remembered the awe, the fear, and at times the comfort of living in a
world
inhabited by gods. Thus they experienced the insecurity, and at times
the
elation, of knowing that the gods were all dying.”
The dying of their gods, according to Conkin,
remained central to the identity of people and their absence filled
their
thoughts. The love and support they had
counted on was suddenly gone—and it hurt.
In Conkin’s words, “It was like the loss of a father.” (Paul Conkin, When All the Gods Trembled, p. 175)
There can be no doubt that America
went through turbulent
waters in the 1920s. As the decade
opens, the country is led by Woodrow Wilson, the only university
professor ever
to be elected president of the United States.
Wilson’s
election symbolized the growing influence of academicians, who not long
before
were bit players in American life. Wilson argued
that
intellect—not Victorian traditions or religious precepts—should guide
our
social institutions. At the same time,
the country was transforming from an agricultural one to a nation based
on
manufacturing. Demand for traditional
skills shifted to demand for skills better suited to the new technology. Electrification changed nights into day and
simplified housework. The automobile
became the must-have of every want-to-be.
Radio gave news a new immediacy.
People, freed from some of the drudgery of the past, looked for
new
forms of entertainment, from jazz to beauty contests to movies. Walter Lippman, writing in his “Preface to
Morals,” summed up the times: “Whirl is king.”
In the sensation-loving 1920s, the sensations
that
attracted the most attention were those that in some way appeared to be
contests between the intellect and Victorian values and beliefs. The Scopes trial fit this pattern
perfectly. Robert Pirsig (best known for
his classic, Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance) wrote in Lila
that,
viewed in one respect, “Clarence Darrow was just taking easy shots at a
toothless tiger.” Pirsig argued that the
true meaning of the trial emerges when Darrow is seen “prosecuting the
old
static religious patterns of the past.”
The trial, Pirsig concluded, “Gave intellectuals a warm feeling
of
arriving somewhere they had been waiting to arrive for a long time. Church bigots, pillars of society who for
centuries had viciously attacked and defamed intellectuals who disagree
with
them, were now getting some of it back.”
The stick and stone throwing at
fundamentalists by Darrow
and Mencken during the Scopes trial seems, eighty years later, not to
have been
the most desirable or mature response in such a time of chaos. “A type of sophomoric rebellion” was the apt
description applied to their conduct by Paul Conkin.
(PC, 174)
Conkin believed Darrow and Mencken devoted too much energy to
“caricaturing and vilifying those who still affirmed the beliefs they
had
‘escaped’” (perhaps out of an “arrogant pride in their own
liberation”), and
too little energy to suggesting how community could survive when the
old gods
die and we must come to terms with our exhilarating—yet frightening—new
freedom. (PC, 174)
What society needed in 1925 and still could use
more of
today are the thoughtful intellectuals and opinion-shapers that
comprehend the
human costs of dying gods. Much has been
lost, and those who best understand the tragedy are in the best
position to
provide the guidance now needed. With tact rather than ridicule, these
men and
women can help plant the seeds of new, non-supernatural beliefs that
will
preserve human dignity and moral engagement.