African Americans have been at war with some elements of the white population from the very beginning. In this collection of essays, his first since Airing Dirty Laundry in 1993, Reed explores the many forms that this homefront war has taken. His brilliant social criticism feints deftly among past and present, government and media, personal and political. From the author whose essay style has been compared to the punching power of boxers Mike Tyson and Muhammad Ali, this book is a series of fast, powerful strikes against America's long tradition of racism.
Ishmael Scott Reed is an American poet, essayist, and novelist. A prominent African-American literary figure, Reed is known for his satirical works challenging American political culture, and highlighting political and cultural oppression.
Reed has been described as one of the most controversial writers. While his work has often sought to represent neglected African and African-American perspectives, his energy and advocacy have centered more broadly on neglected peoples and perspectives irrespective of their cultural origins.
Reed will make you think, laugh, and scream. In this essay collection, he will introduce you to the concept of the Negro-Saxon (descendents of W.E.B. Dubois' "Talented Tenth" who now front for white conservatism), remind you that Jews, Irish, and Italians were scorned in America until they "turned" white, obsess on the "conspiracy of silence" that keeps growing white-on-white violence, drug use, and out-of-wedlock birth out of the news, and argue that we are in a second Confederacy stage. That list should tell you whether you should pick the book up or not. Me, I loved it, even though Dr. Reed and I "got into it" this summer on-line over THE WIRE. (P. S. Black history nuts might want to know that Reed mounts an powerful defense of Booker T. Washington--often demeaned for being "Uncle Tom"-ish--in the best essay here.)
Okay. You thought you were living in a content of their character small world. Things have changed soooo much. Then you wake up and realize there are clean sheets on the bed, but the mattress is infested, lumpy, and smelly. The gleefully singing little 'bots are meant to look the other way. If they looked closer at their surroundings and themselves, they'd scream the joint down. These essays blow the congratulatory fog away and exposes the mattress.