
One of Esquire’s Best Biographies of All Time.One of the Best Books of the Year: Time, The Washington Post, Chicago Tribune What can we learn from his struggle in our own moment? James Baldwin grew disillusioned by the failure of the civil rights movement to force America to confront its lies about race.

“A powerful study of how to bear witness in a moment when America is being called to do the same.”- Time.

If you will promise your elder brother that you will never, ever accept any of the many derogatory, degrading, and reductive definitions that this society has ready for you, then I, Jimmy Baldwin, promise you I shall never betray you. "Everything I write will in some way reflect on you. Now, you didn't elect me and I didn't ask for it, but here we are." All eyes were fixed on him. I, Jimmy Baldwin, as a black writer, must in some way represent you. "Well, here we are, my young brothers and sisters. Pessimism and rage threatened to overwhelm them.īaldwin worried about the young men and women like an older brother who did not know exactly how to protect them from the dangers he already glimpsed ahead.Īs the meeting wound down, Baldwin was left to say the final words. These students were the shock troops of the civil rights movement, and many suffered from the trauma induced by a region and a country reluctant to change. They had already confronted the brutality of the South in an effort to desegregate lunch counters and to register black people to vote. Everyone understood the burden the students carried on their shoulders.

"Our older brothers reasoned with us like family," Carmichael, who would become known as Kwame Ture, later recalled. The impromptu rap session went on until sunrise. "We must tell the truth till we can no longer bear it."Īfter the symposium ended, Baldwin and two other speakers joined a group of students in the small, cramped apartment of a few NAG members. to tell us what really happened to get us where we are now," he boldly declared from the stage at Howard. "It is the responsibility of the Negro writer to excavate the real history of this country. He was a captivating speaker, with a powerful, almost hypnotic cadence if the desire to be a preacher had long ago left him, his ability to hold a crowd in his hand had not.
