What truths would be written if academics weren’t afraid of losing their jobs?
What truths would be written if you followed through, with practice, the type of sovereignty and decolonization you theorize in journals?
All the times I’ve heard some version of “I’m concerned about your academic career if you talk about this publicly”: that’s not concern for me.
I knew about the systems, I knew the stories about these men. We all do. We all do, because academic aunties gossip. And academic auntie gossip saves lives.
But still, I irrationally believed I was safe, or somehow exempt.
Even after, in second year, that time I got out of that ethics professor’s car, downtown, at night, in the middle of winter, and walked home rather than sit beside him after he joked that his seats recline all the way, if I was interested.
Even after, in third year, that time your fave scholar put his 50-something-year-old…
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