Beauty is not good capital. I compounds the oppression of gender. It constrains those who identify as women against their will. It costs money and de… - Tressie McMillan Cottom

What I remember most about the whole ordeal, groggy from trauma and pain and narcotics, is how nothing about who I was in any other context mattered to the assumptions of my incompetence. I was highly educated. I spoke in the way one might expect of someone with a lot of formal education. I had health insurance. I was married. All of my status characteristics screamed “competent,” but nothing could shut down what my blackness screams when I walk into the room. I could use my status to serve others, but not myself.

Smart is only a construct of correspondence, between one’s abilities, one’s environment, and one’s moment in history.

He means what kind of special negro are you?