How about no.
My ten page research paper is steadily approaching both twenty pages and it’s turn in time. Two paragraphs left. Someone needs to hit me in the face with a rolled up newspaper for this.
I have worked on this paper at least three hours a day for the past week and I am still up at 3:30 in the morning the night before finishing it.
I am she as you are she as you are me and we are all dicking around in the classroom at 2:40am when we should be writing our research papers.
The best part about being in a residential college is being able to sit in a classroom on the third floor all night.
It’s easy to say “fuck cultural identities, we’re all human” when your culture is not the one being exploited, marginalized and oppressed. It’s easy to say “fuck borders” when your country is the one who puts up the borders. And it is really fucking easy to say “we all bleed red” when it’s not bodies of your people riddled with bullets because Western capitalism has a price.





