Review From User :
Although I've read much about Malcolm X, Muhammad Ali hasn't really been on my radar. I've never been a summer Olympics fan, nor a boxing fan. I remembered Ali as a loud-mouth boaster, another thing I'm not found of. After reading Blood Brothers, I perhaps have a bit better insight into the minds of both men; I say a "bit" because I'm becoming more and more convinced of the inability of white Americans to write about the experiences of black Americans, no matter how much they have studied, or how many degrees they have.
Roberts' description of Ali only confused me because it ran the scale from intelligent enough to put on a show in order to save a sport seemingly well on its way out for good in the US, to dull and slow enough to have been a sucker for the exploitation of Elijah Muhammad. Maybe this is simply a reflection of Ali's truly complicated personality.
I enjoyed hearing more about Malcolm X who no one can accuse of being slow or a clown act. This man took it upon himself to learn, and to use that information to grow. That is a rare and beautiful quality in a man.
In spite of my reservations, above, I could not put the book down. The relationship between Ali and Malcolm was beautiful and tragic at the same time. They showed great love and respect, yet Ali's great success overwhelmed the relationship, sadly making him a great public relations tool for both Malcolm X and Elijah Muhammad.
I cannot judge any of these men; the era was both violent and exciting at the same time...a place in our history when blacks were just beginning to express the thought that black lives matter. I don't doubt that each of them acted with the conviction that it was not about individuals and that sacrifices needed to be made in the name of the fight. Each man knew what was needed, and did his part.
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