I just opened this thing to chapter 2, by accident.
I have never read so carefully and seductively crafted a piece of malevolently false, cynical, misleading, degenerate, and dangerous piece of propaganda in my life.
It really puts even something like Mein Kampf, from the German right, in the shade.
A work of frankly outrageous radical limpid graphic arousing dastardly prose fiction fantasy.
Nothing, almost, nonfiction about it. Such facts as there are are designed to support the false superstructure.
Wilkerson uses such analogies, from many fields, to create a compelling pastiche narrative "account".
MLK had a dream.
This is Wilkerson's nightmare.
I cannot tell them apart, as haunting false dangerous self serving fantasies.
Speaking white racism truth to white liberal Stokely power,
is preaching to the choir for a black mulatto racist negress.
Jessica Krug, a faux negro Jewess Stokely, Shaun King faux mulatto,
and various LGBTQThey Hindi Stokelys, Manjoo, are also in the choir.
Scanning her notes, the book is really a disguised attack on antisemitism, enshrouded, enrobed, in an anti white racism crust. Chapter after chapter are informed by European and American anti Semitism references, more so than white racist versus negroes ones. Take a look, and count them.
I suspect it is ghost written by a team from the NYT.
Perhaps Jake Silverstein oversaw the project.
This post is dedicated to Randy Fertel, for his work on improv.
He probably thinks Wilkerson is great, which, of course, is where we differ.
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