CAROL Thatcher’s “golliwog” remark has put the issue into the news for the first time in forty years.
I’m sorry, I’ll start again.
Carol Thatcher’s “golliwog” remark has put the issue into the news for the first time in four months. As recently as October 2008 the Enid Blyton shop was under attack for stocking gollies. And in four months’ time another golly non-story will probably come along
Although I find it amazing that the views of a woman who dresses like a Jimmy Savile impersonator are taken seriously enough to launch a national debate, I acknowledge that there is a serious issue at stake regarding banning/free speech etc.
What I find incomprehensible is the endless argument about the golliwogs themselves.
(The racist version would be that they are friendly little fellows who bear no relation to the dark menace that haunts our streets.)
Another point that’s often made is that children think of them as dolls and are completely unaware of their controversial nature, so what’s the harm?
Today’s “gollies” as they are now known are indeed friendly little fellows, and are unlikely to be taken as anything other than toys by British children in the 21st century.
But what is strange is why anyone tries to deny the racial connection, which well documented as well as being completely obvious to anyone with half a brain.
For the record he original Golliwog (spelt Golliwogg) was based on a “Negro minstrel doll” and appeared in a book by Florence Kate Upton in 1895. He is described as “a horrid sight, the blackest gnome”. Nevertheless, he is “lovable” and basically benign.
Half a century later, Enid Blyton’s Gollywog books appeared, relating the adventures of three little fellows called Golly, Woggy and Nigger, who liked nothing better than to stride along, in Blyton’s own words, “arm-in-arm, singing merrily their favourite song – which, as you may guess, was Ten Little Nigger Boys”.
Hmm. Then there were her Noddy books, in which they feature once more. In one incident, Noddy is attacked by golliwogs, who steal his car and leave him stranded.
The publishers of Agatha Christie’s 1939 novel Ten Little Niggers made the symbolic connection completely unambiguous. The cover showed a lynched golliwog hanging from a tree.
The Enid Blyton quote came from The Three Golliwogs, which was still being reprinted in its original form in 1968. Later versions changed some of the more sensitive parts.
By this time golliwogs were generally referred to as a “gollies”, and the gollies most likely to spring too mind were the ones on the Robertson’s jam label, with its vouchers for golly badges. These were more cartoon-like and less sinister looking.
All the same, even “golly” was still a controversial figure. The Average White Band were a Scottish soul outfit whose singer had a ginger afro. When they started, the logo on their drum kit (and the cover of their first album) was a white golly very like the Robertson’s version. This image, like their name, was obviously intended as a droll comment on the fact that they were a bunch of pasty-faced Jocks playing black music. But it’s interesting to note that by the time the band had broken through in America, they had replaced the golly with a new logo. (This featured the initials AWB in the shape of a woman’s bottom, and the irony is that this too would probably be considered offensive nowadays – but that’s another story…)
I don’t want him banned, any more than I want to ban weirdos from dressing up in Nazi uniforms and attending Second World War reenactment weekends in Kent.
Better to leave the golly fans to live in their 1950s fantasy world, surrounded by as many rag dolls as they like, while the rest of the world concentrates on more important issues.
For mote gollies see www.golliwogg.co.uk