Note: in the spirit of ‘imagining otherwise’, this blog post will be written in the rambling, unfiltered prose of the writer. It will serve to imagine a world in which academic spaces are filled with people acknowledging their true selves, empowered to no longer conform to a standard that does not reflect who they are.

We are expected to critically analyse our rage, write books on racism and give powerful speeches in overtly white panels where we are invited only to be able to add to the conversation, never direct it. Rather than feeling rage, anger or pain, we are told to make sense of it through the same structures (education/universities) that promise us our freedom(s).