Lot of interesting boxing history in this recent documentary feature.
Louis comes across as a solid guy, no question. His volunteering to do boxing exhibitions in the Army, at standard GI pay, certainly speaks to his patriotism. And okay, I can see the argument that such patriotism was supererogatory in a still-segregated U.S.
But I’m still struggling with “betrayed.” Yes, he arguably could have made a lot more money during those war years. But so could plenty of other black and white guys who willingly joined the war effort.
What were the two plagues of his later life? A seemingly-crooked manager (unfortunately, nothing new in the history of naive athletes and other entertainers, and while there may well have been a personal betrayal of trust here, I’m reading the show’s title as more an indictment of America at large). And, the IRS (which I entertain a hearty dislike for). But by his son’s admission, Joe kept spending like a drunken sailor even when he was only making a soldier’s pay. And while the IRS, especially in the age of high marginal tax rates, would be no fun to have as an adversary, I doubt that I could very plausibly claim that any number of fiscally-imprudent people who ran afoul of a tax lien were “betrayed” by their country.
No question, the stories of Louis’s latter days were sad, pathetic even. But then, what is the post-fame trajectory for even the most successful boxer (last I saw Leon Spinks was working as a janitor in Nebraska)? Do we really need to posit “betrayal” or imply racial discrimination to explain what seems to be an all-too-common story of athlete burnout and improvidence?