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Tears We Cannot Stop: A Sermon to White America Hardcover – January 17, 2017
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Tears We Cannot Stop: A Sermon to White America
Beloved, the deed has been done. We have—since that 'we' must contain, by virtue of our system of government, if not the will, then at least the implied consent, of even the people who opposed with all their souls the choice you made—elected Donald J. Trump as president of the United States of America. Please take measure of every phrase in that sentence.
Whether he wishes to be or not, Donald Trump is the epitome, not only of white innocence and white privilege, but of white power, white rage, and yes, even of white supremacy.
The greatly stepped-up harassment of people of color, and Muslims, and immigrants in the wake of Trump’s election points to the sea change in our naked tolerance for such assaults, in the permission granted to diabolical forces that rob us even more of comity and support of the commonweal.
Donald Trump harms our nation’s positive racial future.
Yet, beloved, there remains, after all, the blackness that is prophecy, the blackness that is inexplicable hope in the face of savage hopelessness.
Beloved, if the enslaved could nurture, on the vine of their desperate deficiency of democracy, the spiritual and moral fruit that fed our civilization, then surely we can name and resist demagoguery; we can protest, and somehow defeat, the forces that threaten the soul of our nation. To not try, to give up on the possibility that we can make a difference, can make the difference, is to give up on our past, on our complicated, difficult, but victorious past. Donald Trump is not our final, or ultimate, problem. The problem is, instead, allowing hopelessness to steal our joyful triumph before we work hard enough to achieve it.
—Michael Eric Dyson.
"Anguish and hurt throb in every word of Michael Eric Dyson's Tears We Cannot Stop...It is eloquent, righteous, and inspired...Often lyrical, Tears is not...without indignation...brilliance and rectitude." ―The Philadelphia Inquirer
"Dyson...creates a sermon unlike any we've heard or read, and it's right on time...an unapologetically bold plea for America to own up to its inexplicable identity anxiety." ―Essence
"[Dyson's] narrative voice carries a deeper and more intimate authority, as it grows from his own experience as a black man in America ― from being beaten by his father to being profiled by the police to dealing with his brother's long-term incarceration...Dyson's raw honesty and self-revelation enables him to confront his white audience and reach out to them." ―The Chicago Tribune
"Be ready to pause nearly every other sentence, absorb what is said, and prepare for action. Tears We Cannot Stop is meant to change your thinking." ―The Miami Times
"[Tears We Cannot Stop] talks directly to you, about issues deep, disturbing, and urgently in need of being faced." ―Philly.com
“One of the most frank and searing discussions on race ... a deeply serious, urgent book, which should take its place in the tradition of Baldwin's The Fire Next Time and King's Why We Can't Wait. ―The New York Times Book Review (Editor's Choice)
"Impassioned." ―Library Journal
"Readers will find searing moments in Tears We Cannot Stop, when Dyson's words proves unforgettable...But more than education, Dyson wants a reckoning." ―The Washington Post
“Dyson lays bare our conscience, then offers redemption through our potential change.” ―Booklist
"If you read Michael Eric Dyson’s New York Times op-ed piece "Death in Black and White," then you know what a powerful work of cultural analysis his book, Tears We Cannot Stop: A Sermon to White America is going to be. At a time when everyone needs to speak more openly, honestly, and critically about the racial divisions that have been allowed to grow in the United States, Dyson’s book ― available in January ― could not be a more welcome read." ―Bustle
"A hard-hitting sermon on the racial divide... The readership Dyson addresses may not fully be convinced, but it can hardly remain unmoved." ―Kirkus Reviews (Starred)
"Elegantly written, Tears We Cannot Stop is powerful in several areas: moving personal recollections; profound cultural analysis; and guidance for moral redemption. A work to relish." ―Toni Morrison
"Here’s a sermon that’s as fierce as it is lucid. It shook me up, but in a good way. This is how it works if you’re black in America, this is what happens, and this is how it feels. If you’re black, you’ll feel a spark of recognition in every paragraph. If you’re white, Dyson tells you what you need to know―what this white man needed to know, at least. This is a major achievement. I read it and said amen." ―Stephen King
"Michael Eric Dyson is alive to the fierce urgency of now and yet he's full of felicitous contradictions: an intellectual who won't talk down to anyone; a man of God who eschews piousness; a truth-teller who is not afraid of doubt or nuance; a fighter whose arguments, though always to the point, are never ad hominem. We can and should be thankful we have a writer like Michael Eric Dyson is our midst." ―Dave Eggers, from the preface of Can You Hear Me Now?
About the Author
MICHAEL ERIC DYSON is one of America’s premier public intellectuals. He occupies the distinguished position of University Professor of Sociology at Georgetown University, is a contributing opinion writer for the New York Times, and is a contributing editor of The New Republic and ESPN’s The Undefeated. Ebony magazine named him one of the 100 Most Influential African Americans and one of the 150 most powerful blacks in the nation.
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Racism is logically unsupportable, so Mr. Dyson seems to have a problem. For example, Dyson's idea of "whiteness" is odd to say the least. According to Mr. Dyson, whiteness is oppressive to both white folk and black folk. But, what is it? Again, according to the author, "...even though whiteness is not real it is still true." It is a paradox says Mr. Dyson, who then proceeds to bludgeon white folk with it for the remainder of his booklets's diatribe. He never defines the non-real yet true whiteness; that is left for each reader to work out for himself. Whiteness is simply an attack word aimed at white folk: empty of formal meaning, but emotionally fully laden with hatred. Mr. Dyson seems unaware of this failure of critical thinking.
One section of Mr. Dyson's booklet seems to have been meant as a SNL skit. Most of the section having to do with reparations--from individual white folk--was a wonderful relief from the tediousness, ahistoricism and anti-intellectualism of Mr. Dyson's booklet. The outlandish combination of falsehoods and demands in this section make for an unexpected, yet welcome fit of laughter.
The foregoing is only a brief bitter taste of Mr. Dyson's pseudo-Christian, and racist tract. I have not addressed his: slander of law enforcement, use of mysterious white privilege, slander of President Trump, etc., etc. . . . .
Get along, blah blah. BEEN TRIED, Professor. Blacks ran off the non-blacks with their bullying, terrorizing and other racist, hateful, disgusting behavior that NOBODY can tolerate. Newark NJ riots, Kristallnacht all over again, this time, not done by brown shirts but done by brown skins. Worse than the 1930s era nazis. WORSE. Black destruction of one beautiful city after another like a hateful wasting plague creeping up. People had to take every penny they saved and move like refugees time and time again.
Black reparations for the unpaid labor they did? Those blacks got a roof over their heads, food and so forth. They were slaves because they were owned and not paid a wage. Ok. Let's talk about non-black working classes that came here and had to work for many hours, small wages and then PAY FOR the roof over their heads, food, and so forth. Label it what you will, but it's the same thing. The Professor doesn't seem to want to call that "slavery" because it was technically a wage job.
No. Reparations are due to the NON BLACKS that have been here since the 60s, who have already been forced to pay for welfare, not given to widows as intended, but to promiscuous women popping out one after another just to GET a bigger welfare check. All the other programs paid for by hard working tax payers FOR blacks, always for the boo hoo gimme gimme race in this country: THE BLACKS. ONLY them. Lowered school standard because the boo hoos couldn't pass the grade. The ruination of one city after another. and pray tell, why are some other ethnics entitled to affirmative action? And why are Asians subjected to reverse affirmative action? Oh, let's see - Asians tend to be smarter?
BLACKS OWE EVERYONE ELSE. They were given everything they asked for - and they destroyed it time and time again. THEY OWE EVERYONE ELSE.
Take a look at black self rule in Haiti or Liberia. Catastrophes, disasters. The fact is, they are better off here than in Africda, have more chances here, than they'd ever have had if their own didn't sell them as slaves, where they then LEFT Africa.
He keeps this old tired boohoo up and whites might start treating the mayate the way Hispanics treat them in California.
If anyone wants a more true assessment, try reading Jason Riley. The only whites that would be "enlightened" by this old, tired bs he wrote are members of the white suicide cult. I am not white, nor am I black. I'm non-European minority. I sit back and watch the comedy.