This immensely well researched book is a sight for sore eyes. I took my time while reading this book so that I could absorb all that the author was trying to convey. She started off with a personal history lesson on her ancestors that have helped pave the way for so many in her family, including her. It was such a treat to learn about how her ancestors have come up through generation after generation, fighting to stay alive, relevant, and impactful. I was thoroughly impressed throughout the entire book on how well researched these topics were, and how relatable all of this information was to me and how the entire Black culture can appreciate this history lesson about how Black folks came to work in this country.
As we all know from “schooling”, Black Americans started as enslaved people. Many people want to start our culture here, as if we didn’t have a BEFORE America story, but we did. We were Africans. Independent. Free. Intelligent. Resourceful. Beautiful people. People who were in tribes, families, royalty, kingdoms, dynasties. We had a rich culture in Africa before we were stolen into the bottom of ships, traversing the Middle Passage.
We were stolen. Kidnapped. Hoodwinked. Bamboozled. We were dragged here to America in chains against our will to work for the white people who had stolen land from Native Americans, for free, and by force. The enslaved had no rights. No voice. No power. Nothing. We were captured. Held in bondage from 1619 to 1865. We faced violence, death, dismembering, endless labor, degradation, humiliation, rape, molestation, abuse, discrimination, segregation, systemic racism and more since the moment we stepped foot on this land called America.
Our government was set up to exclude us as human beings from the very beginning.
The government is/was complicit in allowing inhumane treatment to be brought on us every waking moment of our lives. No Black person can ever truly be safe and secure here in this country. Especially not then, and not even in 2023. The violence that descends on us every single day has left us little room for us to simply be, let alone be successful. Every step we have made in this country towards progress, has been thwarted by white supremacy, which have been responsible in ensuring we don’t ever get a piece of the “American Dream.”
Despite all of that, we have been a force to reckon with. We have been inventors, teachers, orators, griots, seamstresses, tailors, blacksmiths, hair dressers, barbers, nannies, housecleaners, washerwomen, farmers, stable men, horse groomers, personal shoppers/dressers, models, personal attendants, companions, lovers, cooks, chefs, wine sommeliers, bakers, doctors, dentists, architects, engineers, mathmaticians, etc. You name it, we can do it. However, once we were “emancipated” by law and white folks didn’t own us, we were faced with even more brutality and racial oppression. Slavery in itself was the epitome of hell, but once we were “free” we were subjected to even more violence, degradation, poverty and humiliation. White supremacy was hell bent on keeping us in a place they belived as inferior people. We were tied to lawless rules that kept us perpetually in debt and grave violence. Yet, we knew our worth. We knew our power, and we observed the world around us to understand even more so the depth of our value. Our ancestors did their best to preserve the legacy they had, even while the whole world tilted against them. We built and rebuilt spaces of resistance, telling our children about the secrets of our selves, our communities, our dignity, and our survival. Even through the suffering, we kept joy in our hearts. We insisted on it. We collectively kept that in our beings, as this insistence on Black joy has remained with us to this day.
While emancipated from slavery, we were not emancipated from white supremacy. White supremacist tactics kept us out of skilled labor and relegated us to menial/hard labor, unskilled work, and domestic work. Even though we were not allowed to be in those skilled places because of being treated as inferior in every capacity of our daily lives, we continued to fight for our liberty and citizenship in this country. As Pullman porters, we organized our labor into a union in 1937, and the Brotherhood for Pullman porters was the first federally recognized Black union in American history.
Executive Order 8802 desegregated federal defense work and made a way for Black Americans to work in government, military and civil defense jobs, which Asa Philip Randolph helped lead the way with his threat of the March on Washington, which would have had 100,000 Black men and women present in the nations capitol. Fear alone was what made FDR concede to desegregate defense employment.
Unable to trade in the Produce Exchange with other farmers, Black farmers were shut out and made to sell their harvest at below market value prices. Due to unfair practices, Black people left the South in droves, and left the white farmers to fend for themselves for labor, making them complain of labor shortages, forcing them to work their own land, which they loathed.
Poor whites were more so violent because of their proximity to poverty. The poorer they were, they worse they treated Black folks. A successful Black farmer was such a disruption to the racial order, that whites simply killed, destroyed, or stole from Black folks.
Even though Black folks left and went North for possibly better treatment and pay, they were still met with discrimination and de facto segregation that kept them from enjoying the fruits of their labor. Black folks were kept out of home ownership, job security and career advancement, equal pay, fair business practices, equal education, and safe employment.
Though we are a resilent people, not every one survived. The lengths and extreme measures that white supremacy has to go through in order to keep us out is what has kept us in a wealth gap that is blatantly obvious.
This book focuses on the working Black class and the difficulties that Black folks had to work through in order to make a living on a day to day basis. We faced immeasurable amounts of violence and discrimination while sharecropping, being maids, Pullman porters, washerwomen, postal workers, and the like. We fought to unionize for better pay and fair treatment. We voted and organized voting registrations. We left the oppressive South in droves. We became entrepreneurs and successfully ran businesses in Black communities. We didn’t give up hope when The New Deal kept us out of skilled labor. We fought back to be included in government/military employment. We succeeded and thrived when we shouldn’t have for generations.
This book details all of the work Black folks had to go through just to work and be counted here in this country as a contributing member and citizen. We all have these stories in our families if you are a Black American descendent of slavery. This book is so very instrumental into the knowledge and education of our culture, that it is such an important read. We have to stay reminded that what you see today could not be possible without someone coming before us, making a path for us to be where we are right now. If it weren’t for people like A. Philip Randolph, for Black washerwomen refusing work on Sundays, for Pullman porters striking for 8 hour days and higher pay, for Black farmers demanding equal shares/compensation for their work, for postal carriers demanding for better treatment in the workplace, for Black Veterans who continued to voluntarily go into the service despite segregated treatment, for people registering others to vote, and be counted, we would not be able to be as far as we are right now. When Black lives matter, we all matter.
Even though many people think we are living in a post-racial world, we are not. The fight still continues. The racial wealth gap is still wide. Homeownership among minorities is still low. Equal pay and fair treatment is still being fought for. Ensuring people get paid their worth as entreprenuers is still high on the list. Shutting down discriminatory practices and systemic racism is still a thing TODAY.
Read this book. This book is so necessary to keep us vigilient in ensuring we are staying the course. Dismantling the patriarchy and white supremacy is still being fought for to this very day. Don’t turn away, but lean into books like this. Read them even though it may make you feel discomfort, embarrassed or called out. Fighting for equal rights, civil rights, liberty and citizenship should be a goal for each of us.
Thank you to Coriolis for putting this book in my hands. To the author Blair LM Kelly for this profound work of Black Folks and the roots of the working Black class, and to the publisher, Liveright, for a fair and honest review in exchange for this book.
A book that kept coming to mind as I read this is Half American by Matt Delmont. These two books should be staples in your reading catalog. Get them. Read them. They are worth it.