Why I No Longer Read Anti-Racism Books
I spent three months reading anti-racism books, and here’s what I discovered.
At the start of 2021, I started to seriously engage with anti-racism literature. Driven by the events of 2020 — particularly the killing of George Floyd in Minneapolis and the Black Lives Matter protests that erupted in cities around the world, in reaction to the unabated killings of Black men and women in America, I was desperate to understand the genesis of racial injustice — having not been taught this at school, by a predominately White educational system. More importantly, I was eager to learn the means and tools through which White supremacist structures had oppressed the Black population in the past, and why these unjust systems continue to endure.
So, I embarked on a three-month reading spree — not enough in the grand scheme of things, considering how long slavery existed — of anti-racism literature. I was interested in anything I could get my hands on that remotely touched on the topic of race and Black oppression.
Since then, I have read a significant amount on racism and anti-Blackness. While I haven’t read as broadly as many experts in the field of racial justice — realistically speaking, how can you know enough, when slavery is an extensive history, that spanned across the better part of 400 years. I do know enough to say that we have…
