Regard is a habit of care. It is appreciation and esteem. It is the right of repair.
— Christina Sharpe, in Ordinary Notes
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Regard is a habit of care. It is appreciation and esteem. It is the right of repair.
— Christina Sharpe, in Ordinary Notes

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“every memorial and museum to atrocity already contains its failure.”
— christina sharpe, note 25, ordinary notes
So much of Black life and work and resistance goes missing. Black people work to hold all of this information in our heads, oftentimes unbolstered by institutions, oftentimes against such institutions’ purposeful forgetting. We have to function as a living library: as an institution.
Christina Sharpe, Ordinary Notes
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Spectacle is the right to capture, to capture what is deemed abjection, and the right to publish it. Spectacle is a relation of power. It has a long life and a big sound.
Christina Sharpe, Ordinary Notes
“the machinery of whiteness constantly deploys violence—and in a mirror-register, constantly manufactures wonder, surprise, and innocence in relation to that violence.”
— christina sharpe, note 217, ordinary notes
“i used to think that if i started crying, i would never stop. that if i allowed myself to cry, the weeping would never end.”
— christina sharpe, note 144, ordinary notes