"I left college in 1997 with a motto, Czesław Miłosz’s “What is unpronounced tends to nonexistence,” and a corollary, that pronouncing things might bring them into being. What I wanted to pronounce was politics. To me, that meant making all my book-learning come alive in a shared awareness that people create, preserve, or degrade their own world, joined to a sense that its justice or injustice, peace or violence, belongs to everyone."

Though this is from 7-8 years ago and is rly long, it’s an excellent example of what I’ve interpreted “Alt-woke” to mean. It’s poetic and earnest with that perfect balance of lightheartedness and dismay, adeptly mapping irony/cynicism as a sort of cultural poison, postmodern pitfalls (neoliberalism in sheeps clothing), and more. I skimmed over a couple paragraphs that maybe dragged the point a bit, but it’s almost succinct for the amount of stuff it goes over. Thanks for sharing!