Taking the last three books by Michael Eric Dyson, there’s a kind of trend that I think is pretty successful for him as a writer, that I appreciate, more so than other anti-racism books (especially those generally written by white people). For one, there’s more direct confrontation of issues with the kind of hesitating “you might not realize this but…” hesitancy of many of those white-written books. Another part that I appreciate is that his books tend to be an act of both witness and […]