At first, the tone of the book was irritating. I really did not like the jocular forms of address, as if I was sitting in a lecture room listening to a power-point presentation on race issues. "Hello friend. We meet again" and "Stay with me" are a few small examples. Rather than build a link with me as the reader, they grated: because each informal nudge reminded me that this author knew what he was talking about and maybe I was struggling to keep up. After a time, however, I began to realise what Boakye was doing-- keeping a light and level tone so as the book did not collapse into pedantry and despair. Many books on race and racism can be Jeremiads, but not this. In Black, Listed , Boakye has done a remarkable job. He has written a compelling analysis of race issues without falling into dark holes of theory and incomprehension.
With wit and sensitivity, Boakye lists words that occur in Black British culture: Black, BAME, negro, monkey, chocolate, lunchbox, facety, pengting, coconut, gangsta etc. The book imagines these as elements that have to be split into atoms and analysed. At one point, he observes that the book was rejected for being too African-Caribbean in terminology, insufficiently African for those wanting to place it within African Studies. Of course, Boakye can see the idiocy of this (though he is generous) for African terms have not influenced British culture: much of the vocabulary of liberation comes from the Caribbean and much of the UK's racist ideologies are anti-Caribbean. There is something of a Structuralist methodology in the book-- the concept of listing and cracking open is reminiscent of Barthes, but this is a million miles away from a book of terms that speaks to an elite. Black, Listed was a book, after initial pick ups and put downs, that I read in one sitting with total absorption. Many years ago, in exasperation with wooly talk by liberals on racism, bel hooks stated what racism is: talk by White suprematist, Capitalist Patriarchy. Boakye writes with that kind of verve and truth-telling
My only regret was the realisation that I was not the book's target audience. This is the book that every every "Black" (dubious term) teenager in the UK should read for Boakye, as Principal of a progressive new school, The Big Picture, has written a book that speaks about their experiences in life-- a book of humour, understanding, rage and brilliance.