It ain’t easy being successful and black.
That’s the topic Christopher J. Lebron tackled in the November issue of The Atlantic. “The Personal Cost of Black Success” is a review of two books. One is Heavy: An American Memoir. The other is There Will Be No Miracles Here.
Both of these books and this compelling
I still feel ostracized from my own “community.” I grew up a black button on all-white tuxedo from grade school to the boardroom. I fashioned a mask to cope. It took me years to realize how that mask looked to others (white and black) and myself. My slang, my music, my love of craft beer, the way I walk, my white wife and my biracial daughter. I arrive at family get-togethers — the white sheep of a black family.
This stuff never goes away. I can alter my mask but it’s always there. This review reminded me that I’m not alone. It reminded me that it’s worth exploring how others fashion their masks. There are scars and open wounds.
There’s no healing without revealing.