“Surely somebody was on the inside, holding power, and yet everybody here felt iced out, their privilege and their victimhood irreducible against one another; each personal combination private, hurtful, and too tender to touch.” A story by Daisy Hildyard. https://t.co/if88LV06HO
— The New Yorker (@NewYorker) December 27, 2024
RT @NewYorker: “Surely somebody was on the inside, holding power, and yet everybody here felt iced out, their privilege and their victimhoo…
“Surely somebody was on the inside, holding power, and yet everybody here felt iced out, their privilege and their victimhood irreducible against one another; each personal combination private, hurtful, and too tender to touch.” A story by Daisy Hildyard. https://t.co/if88LV06HO
— The New Yorker (@NewYorker) December 27, 2024