I HAVE THIS PET THEORY about book recommendations. They feel good to solicit, good to mete out, but someone at some point has to get down to the business of reading. And there, between giving and receiving, lies a great gulf. No one can quite account for what happens—reading, hopefully, but you never can be sure.
It’s that time again. Race is happening. Never mind that race is always happening, but it is especially happening now, urgently happening, and God help you if you’re not paying attention (though history will probably pardon your procrastination, for history too is belated). I should clarify that “happening” here indicates an agreement, a collective bargain that something has risen to the level of a thing by degrees of egregiousness or luck. It applies to…