Since the Enlightenment, we whites have leaned culturally toward science to explain phenomena. Others, Thank God, like Ta’Nehisi Coates, can describe something as complicated as the Underground Railroad in a story. And truth reigns. This novel gallops along through the sheer wickedness of slavery to holy freedom via the path of “conduction.” I wonder if Coates means the power of prayer, a mystery erudition could never explain anyway but Coates, lyrical storyteller that he is, can?
Always Bridging 