![]() ![]() ![]() What “Between the World and Me” does better than any other recent book I can think of is relentlessly drive home the point that “racism is a visceral experience.” As Coates so compellingly explains, “It dislodges brains, blocks airways, rips muscle, extracts organs, cracks bones, breaks teeth.” To be black in the ghetto of his youth “was to be naked before the elements of the world, before all the guns, fists, knives, crack, rape, and disease.” Throughout this book, he describes being in an at times feverish, at times numb-inducing fear for the safety of his own body. ![]()
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