As Of Late
It has been building over the past few months, perhaps several. I sense myself becoming increasingly radicalized as I premise-check and assumption-suss. And I find myself growing ever more wary of capitalism’s productivity norms — “a system that asks me to give up my body/labor and otherizes me if i cannot” writes a queer hapa disability rights activist — and the reductive self-Therblig-izing that market norms perpetuate.
And I would totally write more on this, words equalling lux and whatnot, but I have to hit the ladies room. ZOINKS!
