Published in:
Mother Pelican: The Journal of Solidarity and Sustainability, 2021
Summary:
The mold had not only seeped into the fibers of our clothes, sheets, pillows, it infiltrated the hinges of my eyeglass frames, the space between the bed mattress and headboard, every piece of wood, leather, textile, even impervious petroleum-plastic. I have found that one of the most unwelcome positions is to ask self-identified liberal activists to question their habitual assumptions—convinced they are already doing “the right thing.” We likened the mold that permeated every crevice, every surface of our home to the entangled histories of colonization and indoctrination that penetrates the psyches and bodies of even the most “progressive”/ “radical” subcultures—predictably white-dominated ecovillages.…
