This was unlike any other autobiography I had ever read. While being a truly compelling story of an equally controversial historical pillar, it shed new light on a person so besotted with stigma.
What I enjoyed most, apart from just reading this unbelievable narrative, was the way it was broken down:
The first 360ish pages are the actual autobiography as dictated to Alex Haley, author of Roots. The two had made an agreement that only the words Malcolm X himself spoke would be used in the autobiography. As he put it “a writer is what I want, not an interpreter.” Then Malcolm was given the manuscript to edit before it was published.
It was agreed that an epilogue would be written by Haley that ended up comprising the next 100ish pages that Malcolm would not see prior to publishing. By crafting this work as such, the reader gets a pure look into how the figure viewed himself as well as how the man he was in close contact with for years viewed him. I felt that after reading this book I had received a representation as complete and researched as possible.
I grew up being taught that Martin Luther King was the good guy and Malcolm X was the bad guy (probably because white people like to conveniently forget that MLK was also the voice behind quotes like “a riot is the language of the unheard”).
The sentiments spoken over and over again by Malcolm X are, unfortunately, still incredibly prevalent today.
This book is absolutely filled with poignant quotes topical for especially during our current Black Lives Matter movement, such as:
“How is the black man going to get “civil rights” before first he wins his human rights?” (p. 179).
“When the white man came into this country, he certainly wasn’t demonstrating non-violence.”
If you still have visions of your kindergarten hand turkey as representation of how this country initially celebrated Thanksgiving, please, I don’t know, just crack one cover of one actual history book. The spine may not be broken in yet because most people want to hang onto that theory. Be the one to put a crease in that spine.
Or, right after the March on Washington: “In a subsequent poll, not one congressman or senator with a previous record of opposition to civil rights said he had changed his views” (p. 281)
Yes, you read that correctly. After that largest peaceful demonstration which was positively massive, 100% peaceful, reported all over the news, not ONE member of congress changed their opinion on the matter of rights for black people. PLEASE keep this in mind the next time you find yourself thinking, or hear someone else saying, “If only they would just protest peacefully! THEN we would listen!”
The fact of the matter is no. We wouldn’t. We never have.
Or “well, sir, I see the same boycott reasoning for Negroes asked to join the Army, Navy, and Air Force. Why should we go off to die somewhere to preserve a so-called “democracy” that gives a white immigrant of one day more than it gives the black man with four hundred years of slaving and serving in this country?” (p. 270).
Or “The white Southerner, you can say one thing - he is honest. He bares his teeth to the black man; he tells the black man, to his face, that Southern whites will never accept his phony “integration.” The Southern white goes further, to tell the black man that he means to fight him every inch of the way…” (p. 271).
Yet another black person letting us know that our implicit biases are far more dangerous than explicit, overt racism by KKK members. Yes, if you are a white person you have bias. Just accept it as a fact. And then, once you’ve accepted it, you can begin to challenge your implicit biases. But I think it’s pretty obvious that you cannot solve a problem unless you have identified it.
None of these quotes tell you of the intricacies of the man’s life, however. Malcolm X completely changed his entire persona in an almost unfathomable paradigm shift. His is an incredible story of how truly just one man can make an enormous impact. Read it yourself to hear a life unlike any other. After reading it, you will have a crystal clear notion of why Malcolm X was always so “angry”. I can promise you, if you had experienced the things he had, you would have been livid yourself. And, likely would not have channeled it in the effective way he did.
A must-read.