He'll graduate next month from a public high school in a New Jersey suburb, one of those places where 98% of the class attends a four-year college. Some go to Ivies or near Ivies, many to prestigious liberal arts colleges, and another group to public research universities. That's my kids' peer group. So Dan and I exulted our way through April.
What unnerved the department was that a black woman could be placed at the center of academic inquiry, and that black women's thought was proving more engaging to this generation of students than that of European feminists or American historians. In the quest for a safe space, will my Beyoncé course be the next to go?