A book given to me by the colleague mentioned in one of the recent posts so that I could read something by a contemporary black American woman.
This is a book that I thoroughly enjoyed as it pushed me a bit outside of my comfort zone, and I'm aware of the fact that there were plenty of passages that I didn't get (or at least that I didn't fully get) because, you know, white European male etc.
This doesn't mean that I agreed with all she wrote - in the vignettes I felt like there were a couple of examples of idiots who were plain idiots more than racist idiots (then again, who am I to judge?), I'm still not quite sold on the lip-read of Materazzi's insults to Zidane (obviously, as we also won the World Cup as a result of that), and I really think a fair bit of the hatred Serena Williams receives is because of her dominance rather than the colour of her skin (I'd have preferred a discussion of the challenges faced by Sloane Stephens or James Blake, as they are probably slightly more representative of the very talented black players in a white sport, but then again very few people outside of tennis fans would have found that interesting).
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