February is Black History Month in the US and a few other countries, a time set aside for all to reflect on and celebrate the history of black Americans and, as time has passed, the achievements of black people more generally. Whenever Black History Month comes around I think about the month’s intended goals relative to its success in meeting them; for me, Black History Month doesn’t do enough to highlight the diversity of experience in the black community in people’s minds. Having one month dedicated to black history suggests to the world that there is a singular definition of what it means to be black. It appears as if all black people are celebrating the same history and the same achievements and culture, which is not the case.