(quoted from ‘Talking Back’: Counter-Hegemonic Discourses of North American Arab and Muslim Women Artists)
[I]t has been argued that the language of ‘intersectionality’ is limited because it suggests that discrete systems are crossing at particular moments. As Razack contends, the term intersectionality does not reflect how “these systems are each other and they give content to each other” (2008, 62). Razack also proposes to adopt the idea of “interlocking” as an alternative. This alternative terminology, she argues, makes it possible to track “how multiple systems of oppression come into existence through each other” (Razack 2008, 62).
Mason (2002) also attempts to work through this terminology. As she explains, feminist research introduced the notion of intersectionality as an ‘anti-essentialist tool,’ in order to posit how axes of identity such as race, gender and sexuality jointly constitute identity. However, she proposes the term ‘interaction,’ instead of ‘intersection,’ to attest to how regimes of difference interact in the making of subjectivity. She references Ahmed’s (1998) discussion of how racial and gendered identifications ‘collide,’ rather than simply ‘collude.’ Such an understanding challenges the assumption embedded in the notion of ‘intersectionality’ - that distinct regimes of difference operate separately and only come to intersect at particular moments or conjunctures. Speaking of ‘mutual constitution’ then leads to the recognition that regimes of difference form the privileged and the subjugated. Thus, to posit differences as mutually constituted, rather than independently structured illustrates the interactive relation between race, gender, and sexuality. Whether we privilege the term intersect, interlock, or interact, it is apparent that all of these concepts contain within them the notion of multiplicity, of various axes of identity coming together. The debate is about the process or the image if you will (how they come together). Do they meet at a particular point in space (intersect)? Are they inseparable (interlock)? Or do they act one upon another (interact)?
The Poor - Wretched But Happy
Veganism is For Everyone
Unity In Diversity; Diversity In Unity
You Can’t Buy Happy
Liberty, Fraternity, Equality
Make it out of the sari that wraps you / in tender celebration / like the mother you longed for / make if out of the mother you got / in all her wounded magnificence
Make it out of every scar and callus / on your father’s hands / and how you always wanted / tough mechanic’s hands like his / credentialled by each ground-down fingernail each / palm line seamed with grease
Distill it from the offering / of his hands / to fifty years of labour to guarantee / that his daughters would never have to work theirs
Make it / to find out / what your own hands are good for
Make it of all the hands that have ever / touched you the hand that grabbed your eighteen-year-old breast / on a Nairobi street / so that weeks after / you still walked hunched over / arms against chest / the hands that slid a needle into your inner elbow / drew up a fat column of liquid red to test if it was / pure enough to get you a green card / hands that taught you how to throw / elbow strikes pull / mouth-rips hands/ that sting healing into your muscles hands . that have worshipped you / in ways that leave you / consecrated / humbled
Make it for the hands / hacked off the Arawaks by Columbus and his men / lopped off Ohlone children by Spanish priests/ baskets of severed hands present at day’s end / to Belgian plantation masters in the Congo thumbs / chopped off Indian weavers by the British / make it because you / still have hands
Make it for everyone / who’s ever said / You think too hard you talk / too much you question / more than you need to you’re too / intense too serious you’re too / angry / lighten UP for chrissake it’s not like YOU / have family in Eye-rak!
Make it because you don’t have / health insurance/ it flashes neon in your brain / each time you take a fall in dance class / ride a road without a bike lane / you’re close-friend / is fifty-three she has no / health insurance it would cost her / four hundred dollars a month / when you think / about health insurance you remember sari / threads of beaten silver woven into saris so that in extremity / a woman could burn her saris / recover the molten silver / you wonder how it feels to touch a lighted match / your inheritance
Make it because Iraqis / had free healthcare one of the world’s best / before the US invasion / now / children scream ceaselessly four or five to a bed from the pain of sand parasites for want of / three cents worth of antibiotics / women give birth on the floor / in corners not packed with war victims
Make it for every morning you’ve ever / opened your eyes to the luminous beauty of a lover’s sleeping face / known with every cell of your body / that life is joy / make it for times you’ve prayed to die to silence / screams you can no longer bear to hear / make it because you have never feared / death / only the pain of living with eyes wide open
Make it with your body / pain in your shoulders / numb and tingle of your carpal tunnel hands ice / in your toes each morning / chant of your feet laugher / of your hips on the dance floor conversation / of your pelvis / with mortality
Make it from rage / every smug idiotic face you’ve ever wanted to smash / into the carnage of war every encounter / thats left your throat choked / with what you dared not say excavate / the words that hid in your churning stomach through visa controls / words you swallowed down / until over the border they are / still there they knew / you would return for them
Make it knowing that art / is not political change / make it a prayer / for real political change / a homage to your heroes a libation / to your gods
Make it for the archaic meaning / of the word maker / poet / for the Greek rot / of the word poet / to create
Make it to surrender the delusion / that you are creator that you do anything other / than get yourself out of the way / for this juggernaut of silk and woven power / this tapestry of blood and history
Because you never know enough / but you can learn / you’ll never by / ready but you can fake it / because the when and where / are here and now the answers / to who and what / are you and this the how / and why / will reveal themselves / in the making.
Because ready / is never a question just a reminder / to breathe / and jump