Discourse on colonialism.

Owning up to the fact that this was my first time reading it entirely, as a book, not in pieces, not on a pdf with my eyes scanning for the bits that I knew I was looking for. It's for a piece of writing I'm working on, and it was actually a really rewarding read. I learned things in Robin Kelley's preface, and I really liked the Lautréamont passages (mainly bc of a long standing love for 19th century French lit and for the specific lice poem in Le Chant de Maldoror) - for some reason not one of the bits that was captured and transmitted to me in my peripheral/plundering/utilitarian relationship to the text until now. I also really liked the fun gothic imagery, and the surrealist engagement with the abject throughout (looking like a communion wafer dipped in shit/condemned to chewing on Hitler's vomit/the idea, an annoying fly)