1/ REALLY LOOOOONG RANT
Last month, I was at a friend’s place, the kind of evening where cigarettes burn slowly and opinions circulate more freely than facts. There were some people I didn’t really know, mutual acquaintances, socially sanctioned strangers.
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In a world increasingly comfortable with categories, perhaps the most radical act left is to examine the furniture in your room, ask who placed it there, and then introduce yourself by name.
My name is Afzal, not an exception, but simply the rule they keep trying to abstract.
1/ REALLY LOOOOONG RANT
Last month, I was at a friend’s place, the kind of evening where cigarettes burn slowly and opinions circulate more freely than facts. There were some people I didn’t really know, mutual acquaintances, socially sanctioned strangers.
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So I will keep showing up. Not to argue. Not to persuade. But to make abstraction difficult. And if all it takes to destabilize an entire narrative is a transaction receipt and a first name, then perhaps the ideology was never very strong to begin with.