Rejection: Fiction

by Tony Tulathimutte

I’ve always believed that microaggressions warrant microapologies.

I’m embarrassed that I thought it’d work, that appealing to white people would make them see me as anything other than a charity case, could change a fascist’s mind or get a liberal to do anything besides vote and hold signs, that debate ever did anything besides harden whatever position you started with.

For all people claim to hate being stereotyped, they love doing it to themselves, even better when someone they admire does it to them, they’re dying to be issued their personhood so they can pursue it without hesitation, hence astrology and personality quizzes.