the pond and the stream

Ask me anything   I'm Bethany. I knit too much, read too much and have finally started writing as much as I should be. My love affairs include good Shetland wool, massive quantities of buttered toast, Elizabeth Gaskell novels, Doctor Who, zombies, and British folk rock.

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"It’s because of the historical convergence of race and class in America that we conflate the language of the educated, ruling classes with the language of a particular racial identity. If I decouple the two, as I might be able to do in another nation, I realize that what’s being described isn’t the language of whiteness so much as the language of privilege. When I say “privilege” here, I mean the condition of not needing to consider what others are forced to consider. The privilege of whiteness in America—particularly male, heteronormative whiteness—is the privilege to speak from a blank slate, to not need to address questions of race, gender, sexuality, or class except by choice, to not need to acknowledge wherefrom one speaks. It’s the position of no position, the voice from nowhere or from everywhere. In this, it is Godlike, and if nothing else, that’s saying something."
— 5 months ago with 3 notes
  1. estnespes reblogged this from theherocomplex and added:
    Powerfully right.
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