i guess i can’t be a real critic
i guess i can’t be a real critic because i don’t use fancy words like hermeneutics or poetics or dialectic. i don’t like engaging with gatekeepers, nor do i enjoy using words that are so complex and narrow as to completely obscure all meaning.
say what you mean. stop being an elitist.
if i, with two degrees, feel excluded by this language, i wonder what other people feel like?
(this is not saying i’m better or more educated, more like i’ve been exposed to and should have learned how to speak this language, but didn’t)
do we think about this when we continue to parrot the ivory tower, or complicate our “new literature”?
it’s so exhausting.
say what you mean.