The irony is here in Louisville there is a very active chess club in the black community. I played someone who looked like a gang banger in a chess tournament. He crushed me, had total recall of the game without notes, and told me where I had blown the game. Honestly, give blacks the opportunity and free them from the chains of poor expectations and they do just fine.
An excellent idea, IMO.
“I played someone who looked like a gang banger in a chess tournament”
I worked with a young man that changed into ghetto clothes before going home every day.
He said, if they knew he had a job, they would want his paycheck. He also sometimes stayed late (company exercise room) so as not to have a regular schedule
He stayed there because his mother owned the house and could not live alone, in an OK(?) black Chicago neighborhood.