The Sacrament<\/em><\/a>, a cavalier handful of fly-by-night reenactments have informally licensed the familiar trope of suicide cultists in the jungle to sensationalize \u2013 and in so doing, trivialize \u2013 an occasion when daughters, sons, sisters, brothers, mothers and fathers were ritually subject to a mass homicide. Yet such liberal artistic license disserviced them, as one thing I keep learning about Jonestown is that the real truth is far stranger \u2013 and more compelling \u2013 than fiction.<\/p>\nThe schadenfreudic appetites whetted by such portrayals reinforce the self-validating question: What kind of person would ever get mixed up with such a crowd? Well, given the limited yet meaningful time I have spent thus far with Jonestown survivors \u2013 listening to their stories, meeting their children, breaking bread with them, laughing with them, and being humbled by their generous inclusivity \u2013 I can unapologetically say that if they are any reflection of the Temple in the 1970s, then I am that kind of person.<\/p>\n
Further, for an Oakland-born millennial to underestimate the appeal of an emphatically colorblind minister in a 1950s Hoosier social climate, presiding over rainbow-tinted pews on the most segregated day of the week, and to assume I wouldn\u2019t be eager to tithe 25 percent of my own income, would be myopic at best.<\/p>\n
Equally myopic would be to attempt a film that endeavors to \u201cfigure out\u201d Jim Jones and his flock. What I\u2019ve learned in my years of research is that, the more I know about Peoples Temple, the more I know how little I know. Even the applicability of the term \u201cknow\u201d becomes questionable, as the patchwork of testimonies among survivors is strikingly reminiscent of Rashomon: there was no one\u00a0Jonestown, there were nearly a thousand Jonestowns.\u00a0To portray just one will be to contradict more than 900 others. But they all happened.<\/p>\n
Jones himself was a kaleidoscope of paradoxes: A man who repeatedly lamented having ever been born, yet obsessively relocated to areas reportedly safest in a nuclear holocaust; who led a movement notorious for committing \u201crevolutionary suicide,\u201d but who led those same followers the previous year in a demonstration in support of a suicide net installation on the Golden Gate Bridge (finally greenlit just this past summer); who claimed to be the only living heterosexual, yet summoned male congregants to sleep with him; who decried racial subjugation in America, yet packed a lily-white inner circle; who preached socialism as an egalitarian credo, yet ensured his elite staffers were more equal than others; who militantly forbade drug use by members, yet was a walking chemistry set on his own time; who would laugh and joke with you one hour, and oversee the tenderizing of your flesh with the \u201cboard of education\u201d another.<\/p>\n
I would venture that it was largely his dominatrix-like nature that was most spellbinding. A disingenuous film would take the easy route in depicting only Jim the Tyrant. Problematic is its corollary: that his followers could therefore have only been unthinking and easily duped, or wittingly diabolical. Neither is true. Peoples Temple consisted of doctors, attorneys, teachers, and professionals of numerous respected fields. Its living veterans include some of the brightest, kindest individuals I have met. Jim\u2019s coterie was orbited by First Lady Rosalynn Carter, consumer advocate Ralph Nader, civil rights activist Angela Davis, San Francisco Mayor George Moscone (who named Jones to head the Housing Commission), future mayor Willie Brown, Supervisor Harvey Milk, and then- and current-governor Jerry Brown. A rightly-dignified depiction that pays Temple members due reverence must endeavor to bewitch its own audience with Father Jim\u2019s magnetism.<\/p>\n
And circling back to the unfortunate catalyst of my first knowledge of Jonestown: The careless appropriation of \u201cKool-Aid drinker\u201d \u2013 commonly in political contexts by both right and left, from Fox News host Bill O\u2019Reilly to White House advisor John Podesta \u2013 can most efficiently be expunged by culturally stigmatizing the stigma itself. An effective film would startle the layman\u2019s complacency toward this chapter of history, such that the next time he finds the term \u201cKool-Aid drinker\u201d on the tip of his tongue, he first hears the fatally-futile cris de coeur of Christine Miller on behalf of a thousand lives, the screams of one-year-olds tasting grape-flavored death, the moans and gasps of mothers and daughters interlocking arms as cyanide careered through their bloodstreams, and the faces of family members days later, seated among empty chairs at Thanksgiving dinner.<\/p>\n
On the morning of November 19th, 1978, 909 American bodies lay scattered at ambient temperature beneath a placard reading \u201cThose Who Do Not Remember the Past Are Condemned to Repeat It.\u201d This visual, so hauntingly recent and immutably American, is foreign to most in my generation. Perhaps it\u2019s time to take the hint.<\/p>\n
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