What the fuck is wrong with people on the train? I sat in the ONE quiet car so I could get some studying done and not only has some pair of idiot parents been allowing their kids to run all over and watch movies without headphones but now the woman sitting beside me has started up a very loud cell phone call about her bloody dead dog.
I hate everything.
“He was using irony. It’s a literary device. You sell books. What is wrong with you.”
“The function, the very serious function, of racism is distraction. It keeps you from doing your work. It keeps you explaining, over and over again, your reason for being. Somebody says you have no language, so you spend twenty years proving that you do. Somebody says your head isn’t shaped properly, so you have scientists working on the fact that it is. Somebody says you have no art, so you dredge that up. Somebody says you have no kingdoms, so you dredge that up. None of that is necessary. There will always be one more thing.”