It’s wild when you realize that all these contemporary theorists who write about sexy things like “post-Anthropocene(s)” and “Radical Futurities” and “Nonhuman Be(e)comings” are mostly just libs who complain about Drumpf on their Instagram accounts.
Yet there is something reassuring in the knowledge that if I ever totally give up I can at least pay rent by re-packaging radical theorists for liberals and self-help publishers.
