Why I Research the Blacklist
Anyone who gets to know me knows three things: I love Tolstoy, Alan Rickman, and learning about the Hollywood Blacklist. The last interest is not something many people expect a girl my age to have (or the first one). Ever since I was a freshman in high school, I have wanted to learn about the blacklist and pursue a story about it.
It is, in my opinion, one of the most fearful times in American history in the sense that Senator McCarthy had everyday Americans living in fear that their were communists in our midst. In our government, even.
Many people probably think that this is silly, what I am doing. What’s the point. some one might say, when you weren’t even born then? What’s in this for you?
“The Blacklist is dead.” I’ve heard this one before, and I cringe every time. The blacklist is never dead. Not ever. There are still people alive who had their lives pulled out from under them because mistakes they’d made in their youth. And we dare to say that the Blacklist era is dead?
I research the blacklist because I want more than facts. I want more than statistics. I want stories, conversations. So I’ve been trying to track down the children and grandchildren of the blacklist.