Or Native Son, Black Boy by Richard Wright.
Or pretty much anything by August Wilson.
Soul on Ice by Eldridge Cleaver.
And on a different continent, Cry the Beloved Country by Alan Paton.
There is no shortage of great literature documenting the nature or racism, past and present. It is a shame it is not all fading into the past as ancient history but rather remains as testimony to how long the sin has been out in the open yet not resolved; not even really addressed in "proper" company.
I believe that the complaint was that the Black perspective and the history in general was "hidden"? I am glad to see you acknowledge that, in reality, there is "no shortage" of it.:-)
Yours,
Issodhos
P.s. For a grittier view, might I suggest, Imamu Amiri Baraka? Gee, aren't us whiteys having fun discussin' race in America?:-)
