Elegy For Your Superheroes

by Vanessa Willoughby Superheros should never remove their costumes. Without the mask, they lose the magic. Years of dealing with racism, no matter the season’s favored model—systematic, institutional, post-racial—have drained my father. Growing up, he was my bulletproof Superman, following a personal creed of Christian benevolence and unbiased compassion instilled by his late mother. As he’s gotten older, cynicism has wormed its way into his everyday language, as loud as the rolling of summer thunder. He doesn’t believe that racial harmony is attainable, at least during his lifetime. The civilRead More