In The Atlantic: Our Black Stories

My latest is The Atlantic is a piece of writing I’m very proud of. As is evident through my writings and speaking/media engagements, I think personal stories unlock relationships and understanding in a way that nothing else can.

I’d experienced it before, but it was especially palpable one morning when I had to run around two white women out for a walk at a high school track. I felt the need to shrink – to make myself small and move past them at a distance comfortable to us all. If they perceived a threat – albeit, one clad in a Harvard shirt, “Go Navy” shorts – it could turn out rather poorly for me. So my body language, involuntarily and quite naturally, conveyed passivity. Of course, I’d done or said nothing that should have made them feel endangered, but the presence of my blackness in a space where they hadn’t expected to encounter it placed the onus on me to make them comfortable.

This is what it feels like to be black in America. It sounds like the symphony of locking car doors as I traipse through a grocery store parking lot, armed with kale chips and turkey bacon. It looks like smiling when I don’t feel like it. It’s the instinct to enunciate differently, to use acceptable methods of signaling that I am safe to engage, or at least to disregard. “We wear the mask that grins and lies,” wrote the poet Paul Laurence Dunbar. I feel that mask covering my soul, never allowing me to just freely exist.

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One thought on “In The Atlantic: Our Black Stories

  1. Your article totally valid for you to share. Now that it is out there, interseted in reactions? If so, here is one:
    – any room for bringing a purely practical and dispassioned view to it? for instance:
    “the symphony of locking car doors as I traipse through a grocery store parking lot” – poetic license issues aside, why ithe fear on the part of whites? just inbred hatred? sheeplike consumption of biased media? or possibly based on some actual, empirical experiences with black people?
    – slave owners were correct to fear deadly retribution from slaves at any opportunity – what a silly idea to suggest otherwise – we all would want to be free if enslaved and we all would be morally sound to use violence in pursuit of that freedom
    – when we all ride our subways and go to our malls and encounter teens – and adults – acting out, blasting music, being disrespectful or otherwise anti-social and possibly violent/criminal – in such instances, what should upstanding citizens do? now, what would you have upstanding citizens do if the situation involves different races on either end of that fence?
    I would like to read yoru thoughts on that sir.