Amid all the splendid selections of texts and knick-knacks at the Chicago Printers Row Book Fair, I happened to spy three tables and a considerable amount of sidewalk devoted a company or collective called Revolution Books. I immediately went over with pen in hand. It’s a local bookstore that features all kinds of radical trinkets and accessories. You could feel its rebel vibe from a few booths away as the three Caucasian comrades running the booth blared rap music from a jam box one of them had brought. Once I got there, the first thing that caught my attention was...