Thing is there is more than one Britain. I hate yours, racist Empire-shagger. I am very contented to engage with the Britain of the Diggers & the Levellers, the Chartists & the International Brigades. Of Robert Wedderburn & Elizabeth Heyrick. Not heard of them? Oh dear.
But I hope it answers the question: 'Why don't you leave then?'. Yours politely, PG
You know, it's true that my identity has taken me far. But it's not my identity as a woman of colour in Britain; it's my manifold advantages as an Indian upper-caste who, like white men, also like to bang on about 'merit.' The real identity politics is the one that goes unnamed
This. This is why I am far more afraid of white women than men. Terrorised, actually. The pious victimhood, the relentless refusal to assess one's own position. I say this as someone who has learned very late in life to assess her own upper-caste advantage and willed ignorance.
Countdown to righteous tears. Or has that already happened?
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