Slavery is a sin. So are claims of ignorance
Using ignorance as an excuse for racism doesn’t cut it, no matter how you dress it up
The first time I read Beloved by Toni Morrison it was a revelation. The words sunk deep into my soul. I was at varsity, reading all sorts of “canon”, such as Ulysses by James Joyce, Middlemarch by George Eliot and Bleak House by Charles Dickens. I recognise their greatness, but to be honest, it’s all still a muddle of bluhness in my mind.
Then we had to read Beloved and this is where English lit changed for me. I had finally found something profound. Words which had meaning and power that I understood fundamentally. About why death would be considered a better choice than slavery. How grief can manifest and why rememory is essential. It shook me and made me draw parallels between what is happening in America and here.
Another book has come along that reminds me of Beloved. It’s a novel that is as brave and lyrical in its storytelling. The Prophets by Robert Jones, Jr will probably resonate with me for a long time...