This is a very convincing book - as it should be, with so many examples drawn from the author's life. She very clearly has experienced what she's talking about, and her arguments as to how Black women (and Indigenous women, trans women, and so forth) have different experiences of feminism that are often in direct conflict with the goals and approaches of white feminism are well-argued and supported. I liked having the sources in the back as well... some interesting further reading there!

I think what most struck me here was the interconnection between the issues that Kendall raises. This should be obvious, of course, but the ever-increasing weight of consequence that unstable housing, unreliable food sources, and bigotry in education and policing have on each other, let alone fifty other different things, is starkly illustrated. But no. That's not what struck me most. That was the anecdote of Kendall's teenage son, who a teacher tried to trespass for sitting quietly in an empty classroom and studying. Apparently it meant he lacked discipline. I mean, for fuck's sake! I hate to think what that so-called teacher is doing to other kids. 

It's the determined avoidance and ignorance of these lived experiences that Kendall is aiming at. And she's absolutely right.