Cork and Current—Individual and Privilege
Rachel Cusk’s Parade has recently thrown my mind into turmoil a few times. Its prose can be treacherous, like a ragged mountain. But when it becomes lucid to me, it stabs. It has been quite some time since I’ve felt the need to make excerpts from a book as not to lose these nuggets. One of them prompted me to write this post. Let me share it with you: You’re white and you’re male and things just fall into your lap, and I’m not saying that’s your fault.