So, just what is a body? Seems like a strange question, right? I know, I know. I gave a side-eye the first time someone first seriously asked me that question. I found myself struggling to answer concisely because the harder I tried, the further away from my center, meaning notions of my own body, I… Continue reading What is a Body (Ody, Ody, Ody)?
I think on some level we suspect/know that this absurdity—of (mis)identifying people by skin color—is technically wrong, weird, and compelling us to perpetuate it. Seemingly, withstanding the overt, subtle, and almost invisible assault by white supremacy (meaning white supremacists, the people) requires such perpetuation because, under such domination, the constant withstanding becomes life.