This book overall has deeply saddened me. It has depressed my feelings towards this topic in a way that could only be done by a writer with the skill of Coates. There were many areas within the book that I did not agree with, yet I applaud Coates for his depth of knowledge and wisdom and his call for the reader to partake in his sufferings, in his thoughts, in his torments, and in his epiphanies. When viewing this topic, I have been standing at a part of the chasm where a small jump would take me to the other side. I could turn around and see from the other perspective. Coates took me to spots on the chasms edge where no matter how hard I strained, I could not see the other side. This is not to say that there is no other side, but that I physically and mentally lake the experience, wisdom, and knowledge to reach the other side. I hope this chasm closes. I hope this divide is filled in. I do not hope it to be bridged, for bridges have limits on how many may cross at a time. I want every...
As the last reading struck a nerve with my subjective opinion towards police officers. This next reading sent a hearty challenge to the objectivity I have tried to possess while reading literature such as this. There was one particular line where I read it over and over again attempting to understand the logical reasonability of the statement that was made. This particular scene was of a man who had known that he and his family would be evicted from their current home. Yet, he had not told his family. Coates analysis of the situation led him to a statement that implied that this eviction was not due to any fault of the man himself but rather was just an instance of the fateful plunder that would eventually befall him. As an admirer of Coates writing style and display of intelligence, it was in this small gesture that a large amount of respect for this author was lost. I sensed a logical fallacy within this bias and it was hard to stay focused on the positive message of the writing. As ...