Apparently I’m only happy when I’m looking through books about the upbringing of English as this hilarious little bastard language. English, I love you.
At first I read that as “the upbinging of the English as hilarious little bastards” and then I realized I’ve hung out with my Irish friends too much.
One of the most durable paradoxes of white supremacy - the idea that those who are closest to an experience of oppression are its least credible witnesses.
Walter Johnson, Soul by soul: life inside the antebellum slave market
This is the type of violence—from microaggressions to epistemic violence to emotional/physical violence to enslavement/genocide—that gets justified by asserting that the oppressor is “objective” and “logical” and thereby “credible.” As if there is objectivity in choosing to oppress. As if the emotions of entitlement, indifference, greed or hatred aren’t involved.