I’m really feeling ready for this to be over.
What this is has shifting boundaries but generally it’s living under a rock, working 7 days a week. The heat makes me want to be outside instead of indoors with an overheating computer on my lap. There are also a lot of things I want to get behind, and can’t because of time.
3 weeks left, both relieving and terrifying.
Poetics of Relation
by Édouard Glissant
This is a fantastic book. I enjoyed reading it so much. It’s hard to describe what it is about, because it’s about a lot of things, and what speaks to me is likely going to be different than what speaks to you. Beautiful prose, rich and at times enigmatic, poetic.
This video is a really good introduction to Glissant if you don’t want to commit to a book yet.
For the time being, perhaps, give up this old obsession with discovering what lies at the bottom of natures. There would be something great and noble about initiating such a movement, referring not to Humanity but to the exultant divergence of humanities.
We are not going any faster, we are all hurtling onward for fear of falling
Archive Fever: A Freudian Impression
by Jacques Derrida
There’s a section in my dissertation about archiving, and I studiously ignored this book when researching it. Then my tutor recommended I read it, so I had to. ugh ugh ugh. I’m not smart enough to understand Derrida.
Good sense tells us there is no history or archive of the future to come. A historian as such never looks to the future, which in the end does not concern him. But meaning something else altogether, is there a historian of the promise, a historian of the first door?
Parable of the Sower
by Octavia E. Butler
Book club lot, don’t read this bit since we haven’t met yet.
I was so happy when this got chosen for book club. I just hoovered it up. It’s the kind of book you can start and finish in one setting, if you are so inclined. Also, it starts in 2024, and it’s terrifying how this ‘dystopian future’ Butler wrote about in the 90s seems not that far-fetched. I could imagine it happening in 4 years, tbh. Any Butler buffs want to tell me why she’s so into pairing young women with old men? Not as bad as the child/grown men combo in Fledgling but still. Yuck.
Language of Appeasement
by Dafina-Lazarus Stewart
Justice has been on my mind a lot recently. In terms of abolition, yes, but also in my work as a designer. I’m constantly pushing digital accessibility and inclusive design but I’m also frustrated by how basic it is and how it is still so often ignored. What would it mean to design for justice?
Inclusion asks, “Has everyone’s ideas been heard?” Justice responds, “Whose ideas won’t be taken as seriously because they aren’t in the majority?”
I’d like to say on record that any sizable digital org should have a role for accessibility, and they should hire disabled people to do it. As a minimum!
How the Pandemic Defeated America
by Ed Yong
Ed Yong is great, as usual. Every time I read one of these pandemic articles, I mentally go over what I wrote in my essay to see if I got it wrong. Not yet.
It is hard to stare directly at the biggest problems of our age. Pandemics, climate change, the sixth extinction of wildlife, food and water shortages—their scope is planetary, and their stakes are overwhelming. We have no choice, though, but to grapple with them. It is now abundantly clear what happens when global disasters collide with historical negligence.
Jack Monroe on poverty, bracing and important read
And my main point is that poverty and privilege are largely accidental. You don’t choose to be born into an income bracket, a country pile, a housing estate, a double barrelled name or a damp tenement bedsit. But ignorance is a choice. And choosing to use your privileges to patronise people whose lives are entirely beyond your experience and comprehension, is a choice. Choosing to use the powers vested in you by the constituencies you serve, to deprive those same constituents of light, heating, food and home security is a wilful and deliberate act. And it has to stop.
Desire Paths by David Farrier
Now, though, I want the unvisited corners, the generosity of the unexpected. I want to leave the path I know and join one I don’t.
One for non-fiction writers. I don’t consider myself a writer but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to get better at it. (Maybe one day I’ll upgrade from writing directly in the cms.)
A small win in the algorithm fight