It’s strange rating something that was written for such a different context and audience. This book was made to convince people of the abolitionist cause bt showing them an example of a sophisticated, heroic and Christian African who bought his own freedom. It proves Black humanity.
In order to do that, Equiano does everything he can to portray himself within the boundaries of European standards. He tells his story as a classic European hero story, in which he faces hardship at sea, and finds God. From a modern perspective, this feels counterintuitive, but it was effective in the abolition struggle of the time, when Christianity wasn’t to be questioned.
Still, Equiano manages a fairly compelling picture of African civilization, one that does inform his audience that there are other moral ways to live beyond their own. His descriptions of morality as it relates to African women particularly are interesting and fit into a broader conversation about femininity and whiteness.
That being said, this book still suffers from some durdly descriptions and recounting of sea travel and too much god talk for my taste. From my own perspective, this book can’t be higher than a 3/5.