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"My adult life can be divided into two distinct parts," Eula Biss writes, "the time before I owned a washing machine and the time after." Having just purchased her first home, she now embarks on a roguish and risky self-audit of the value system she has bought into. The result is a radical interrogation of work, leisure, and capitalism. Described by The New York Times as a writer who "advances from all sides, like a chess player," Biss brings her approach to the lived experience of capitalism. Ranging from IKEA to Beyoncé to Pokemon, across bars and laundromats and universities, she asks, of both herself and her class, "In what have we invested?"
Publication Year: 2020
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This author is suspended in a dense cloud of socialist ideals, parallels, acknowledgement (or maybe guilt) of her capital, and coy lyricism.
This writing doesn’t feel grounded, but I don’t think that’s the point.
I enjoyed this a lot. I never knew there was writing like this.
I don’t think there was any nuance of political thought, but definitely nuance in the delivery of political thought - I can really appreciate this text.
This also really reminded me of Bo Burnham’s “Inside” special. A white person profiting from the art they make to illuminate their white and upper-middle-class guilt. It seems like it could be a liberating act, but maybe also enhancing their condition?
Rather mid...feels like a collection of "revelations" one might otherwise discover during a Sociology 101 class in university and, as previous reviews have pointed out, is jarringly white.