I'm Still Here: Reese's Book Club: Black Dignity in a World Made for Whiteness

Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. Wow. This book is powerful. It is “next level.” In fact, I would say it is the next level in our journey as human beings toward anti-racism within our world. Austin Channing Brown, an African American woman, named like a white man, understands and explains racism toward Black people in America in ways I’ve never understood and think many white people are oblivious to. She addresses white supremacy, white privilege, white ignorance, white fragility, white guilt, white shame. Every chapter was like a sucker punch to the gut. I couldn’t put this book down. This book caused me to repent of things like white supremacy and privilege because I am white and even though I am not American, I can see how this plays out in Australia too. But now that I live in America, I don’t want to be part of white racism against Black people. I don’t want to be part of the problem, and this book will teach anyone just how humungous the problem really is. My two favorite chapters were 4 and 5. I read chapter four to my husband (who is white American) and he was reeling. We were both shocked as we learned how Black history is bypassing in school curriculum; how we white people have a tendency to run away from our complicit guilt—to deny what our ancestors have done to Black people, people of other races and the Indigenous. I cried as she touched on the history of lynching. I resonated with the sentiments of the white person who said, “Doing nothing is no longer an option for me.” Chapter five explained how many unidentified racist behaviors and comments can occur within one short day in the workplace. A white woman touching a Black woman’s hair without permission. White people assuming that Black people are poor and must be looking for the “outreach center,” rather than recognizing a co-worker or the possibility that this is your co-worker! White people showing offence when Black people don’t eat with them or are wearing headphones while working, even though the White people also use headphones. Black people being told by the boss about email complaints and asked how they can perform better, instead of asking how the White person might perform better and be kinder to the Black person! When a Black person expresses any form of negativity its interpretation is exaggerated by the White person. Using the Black employee to educate White people about racial issues. Thinking that all Black people look the same and mistaking one Black colleague for another. White colleagues interpreting Black colleagues to other White colleagues in order for their ideas to be considered or accepted. Every white American needs to read this book. And other cultures would benefit from it too. Black people will love this book and hopefully find a little healing and comradery in its pages. They may also become angry as they realize just how much racism persists. Phenomenal book, thank you Austin. PS, I love your name!

As a woman who is also African American, the first word just hooked me right away “White people can be exhausting” when I read that I thought no truer words could be spoken. I read this book for my English class, at first I didn’t want to read it because it was only 192 pages and I wanted to challenge myself with a longer book. But when I read the first words and just had to read more. And I am so glad I did. I felt like it was actually me in the book like it was my life with just some minor changes. The author not only talks about the struggle of being a black woman but she also talks about not fitting the expectations of others even within your own race. She talks about the struggles of not being “black enough” when she goes to her dad’s all-black neighborhood for the summer from her mostly white Catholic school. I love how she doesn’t just talk about not being accepted in white culture but black too how sometimes people of color “talk white” and are an “oreo” and feel that just don’t belong anywhere. I felt like she was me at that moment because I went from an all-white private school to a very diverse public school and I felt l would never fit in I was to black for white people and to white for back people. Anyone who has experienced that would definitely love this book. Also her writing style I enjoyed very much how she went back and forth between her young and older self and how she explained how everything she experienced as a black woman stuck with her and made her who she is. One thing I remember because it stuck with me was a trip she took when she was in college. It was a tour of the south and slavery. It was a half black half white tour. At first, the author was excited to go on the tour and learn but when she heard things like “happy slaves” and “it wasn't our fault because we weren’t there” it really shocked her and changed her view on how white people really want to teach American American history. She also went to a museum where she saw pictures of black people lynched or burned and white people just standing there and smiling proud of what they have done. That made her stomach drop. Finally, at the end of the trip, one of the African American girls got up and spoke on how white people were just so evil. This book made my heart stop in more ways than one. I would highly recommend it to African Americans of all ages and even people not of color. It is hard to stomach some of the things we still have to go through because of how we look but once we stand up and don’t back down we can look back and be proud of our accomplishments.

Well. If the reader is looking for a book that provides some hope for racial reconciliation, at least at the level Ms. Brown would like to see, this may not be it. It is powerfully written, eye opening, thought provoking, and poignant. It is also angry, unforgiving, and implacable. It was difficult for this white woman to read, yet I did my best not to judge, not to argue or defend along the way, but just to listen. And there is a world of pain, hurt and anger to listen to. Easy to see why she is fed up. I see that I have been pretty clueless about many of the assumptions I've held, maybe the biggest one being that lack of access to opportunity and fair treatment are the biggest racial projects that need work. Those sound like a piece of cake compared to what the author seems to be saying. The clue I think is in part of the title: Black Dignity. To be tolerated, accepted, included and given a voice in white organizations and institutions as a black person is too superficial for Ms. Brown. What she seems to be getting at goes deeper, to the dignity of feeling one ‘belongs’ in ways I find more difficult to comprehend, maybe because I haven’t experienced being so ‘out’ of the majority culture as have other groups. She gives very little if any credit for what most white folks would call progress, considering little of it meaningful change at best, and at worst, hurtful and exhausting to blacks. The picture she paints certainly make the white people in her orbit look painfully clumsy and oblivious, if at times well meaning. They often made me squirm in discomfort so I can only imagine Ms. Brown’s experience. Bottom line, I appreciated most the parts where she is recounting her own experiences and how she feels about them. Though difficult to accept, I can say it gave me much more insight into what some blacks experience and it continues to sink in in new ways as I process. But it has taken away any of my naïve expectation that we can solve this in a way Ms. Brown would find meaningful any time soon. That seems to be her take also. I'm left with the conviction that maybe for now, the best thing a white person can do is to simply open themselves up to these stories of pain and anger, keeping judgement, argument or defense to a minimum for the moment, difficult as that may be. And let it work on you. For our black friends and neighbors to be sincerely and compassionately heard and for white people to be present and open to some hard truths, is surely a necessary step if we have any hope of healing racial wounds. As I was reminded recently, listening doesn’t have to mean agreeing. Agreement/disagreement questions can be saved for another day.

This was an interesting book that read easily. Many valuable insights into the experience of a young black woman in a majority white culture that is helpful in understanding her experience. It does, however, fall into the trap of lumping all white people into a group and all black people into a group as if that is the defining feature of who they are. Her frequent assertions of her ability to understand what is going on in the minds of all white people and what motivates their behavior while at the same time asserting that white people can never understand black people was somewhat tiring. Overall it was worth the read and I'd recommend it.

Amazing book! Her insight on racism and the struggle of being a black women in all roles of life touched every unassigned emotion going through my mind affecting my emotional and physical wellbeing. I appreciated the reassurance.

I'm an 83 year old White Guy and did not think I had a racist bone in my body. I was wrong. I discovered I have a lot of racism going on within me, not intentionally, it is ignorance rather than malice, but it is there and it is hurtful to people of color and to my own self esteem. This book opened my eyes and motivated me to make changes. The author bares her soul and shares deep insights. Some of it is very hard to take. All of it is very real. Much of it is her own experiences, insightfully written up and very raw. Her very personal involvement and commitment are apparent on nearly every page. Her book is not an east read, not because of her writing, but because of its emotional impact. Some may not be able to handle it. But if you are fertile ground, like in Jesus' Parable about the Sower of Seeds, you will experience a Great Awakening from having read this book!

This was a very quick read. The author sucked me in immediately and I could not put the book down, other than to wipe my tears and refocus my vision as I recognized myself in too many scenes I now realize as unintentionally racist. I can’t believe Austin’s publisher had to convince her she is a writer, it is clearly part of her soul, and I am glad for those who encouraged her to share these words with a wider audience. You must read this book. It doesn’t take a lot of time, but it could be the most transformative hours of your life. The author has an absolutely magical art for putting words together, not just painting a picture, but communicating the emotion of the scene she describes. This is a powerful gift, something I believe was written into her DNA by the God she so clearly adores, to be used for the edification of all who read this. In a perfect world, every “nice white Christian” (as I have always seen myself) in America would read this, and open our eyes to how often we push minority co-workers, neighbors, fellow church members, and friends into fitting into a version of themselves that we are comfortable with. I pray this author writes many, many more books. I will read all of them. Especially the ones that make me squirm, because those are the ones I need.

A must read for all who care about humanity. Thank you, Mrs. Channing Brown for creating this piece and sharing it with the world.