You'll Never Believe What Happened to Lacey

Mixed feelings, but damn, y’all need to read this.

The tone is initially offputting: chipper, breezy, like it’s written for third-graders. But then, partway through, something shifted in me and I Got It. It took courage to write it that way, and they pulled it off, and if you pick it up and feel tempted to DNF because of the style: stick with it. Flippancy be damned, this is a sober, mature work... and the incongruity of the tone is exactly the way to convey the full impact of this violence, much like [b:Forest of the Gods|17372568|Forest of the Gods|Balys Sruoga|https://i.gr-assets.com/images/S/compressed.photo.goodreads.com/books/1382565904l/17372568.SY75.jpg|2663461]. Anything else would be too painful.

I rarely post excerpts, but this one from near the end is too perfect:

You’ll find that a lot of these stories don’t have a natural conclusion or a “what I learned” at the end of them. That is because this is real life and it does not stop.

I found this book while just browsing what audiobooks were available at my library on a day when I needed an audiobook. I'd seen a few clips from Amber Ruffan's show but didn't know much about her.Poor Lacey. She lives in Omaha, Nebraska and is usually the only Black woman at her job. This book is an attempt to show how many micro (and macro) aggressions a single person can encounter while just going about their life. Amber tells most of the stories in the audiobook. She's laughing uproariously through most of them. That's mostly because she likes laughing at her sister and partially because if you don't laugh you are going to cry. These things happen over and over. They range from the ridiculous - a cashier thinking Lacey's Harriet Tubman checks were selfies - to the potentially deadly. I'm white so I don't identify with hearing these things said to me but I could sit and listen and remember all the similar things I've heard my fellow white people say. The most familiar was her complaints about people designating parts of Omaha to be "bad parts of town" when they are actually pretty fancy but Black people live there. I live just outside the downtown area of my city. I've never worked with anyone else who lived in the city. "In the city" is scary to white folks around here. People tell me all the time that they could never live where I live. Let me describe my neighborhood. In the 1920s a local very rich businessman built a mansion and extensive gardens. It is now basically a museum. Across the street, some of his family and his senior executives built their houses. In the 1960s they decided to diversify the local schools by building low income houses on one street in this neighborhood. It seems that they defined "low income houses" as houses that don't have servants' quarters. (I'm not kidding. I now live in one of those houses. We are the riff raff.) I'm surrounded by an estate and a lot of gigantic houses designed to be run by full time live in staff. It is pretty darn snooty. But people who understand completely where I live still say that they could never live here because the city is dangerous. Let's just go ahead and read that as, "Not everyone is white."Listening to this book can help you be more aware of the racism that surrounds you. It will also make you ready to jump on anyone who says anything inappropriate. I was in the middle of this book when at work one day when I heard people on my staff saying a racial slur over and over. It turns out that they thought it was the name of a character in a movie but they couldn't remember which one. They were about to Google it when I stepped in and told them not to Google that word. I explained that it was a not nice thing to call Jewish people. They said, and I freakin' quote, "It can't be a slur or why would I be saying it?" So for every non-white person who has ever wondered, "Can white people really be that clueless?" The answer is, "Yes, they absolutely can." About the same time another coworker and I were having a discussion about ingredients for a Japanese recipe. He was having a hard time finding an ingredient. We looked online and couldn't find exactly what he was looking for. He asked if I had been to any local Asian markets. I hadn't because of my husband's food allergies. After avoiding it as long as possible we knew we had to go be "those people" and ask our only Asian coworker for a recommendation. I was horrified that this was going to turn into a Lacey story so I just walked up to her and announced that we had a racist food question to get it out of the way. She told me I was stupid and then told him which market has the best selection. Probably not the best way to handle it but Lacey has me paranoid. White people should be paranoid. We say a lot of dumb stuff thoughtlessly and some of us say a lot of really hateful stuff on purpose.There are a lot of illustrations in the book that you don't see in the audiobook obviously. Amber narrates the pictures that you are missing. Even knowing that you are missing some of the visual joke, I'd still recommend the audiobook for the absolutely joy Amber gets in making fun of her sister. This review was originally posted on Based On A True Story