Thinking about myself as a little girl standing in line at the supermarket checkout, reading disgusting tabloids’ discussions of women’s bodies, & learning the language of how to hate my own, one in which I am still fluent
Anyway, I'm delighted that they gave the Nobel to a writer whose major work is about "How do you live in a world where the state can just murder an unaccountable number of people, just massacre them, and then nothing changes, how can you live, how can you live"