We applaud diversity. A model of a different size, a celebrity coming out, people with disabilities being given the spotlight.
Yet, those small changes never seem to be enough.
We notice this 'diversity' because the people stick out, are outside of the norm. We desperately seek people that are different to believe that the world isn't as one-sided as it's shown to us.
But when we're looking for diversity, what exactly are we looking for? A different size, a different colour, different sexuality?
Different compared to what?
Even when we're looking for diversity, we're reasoning from a norm. The standard. The size small, white, straight man.
And we can never be diverse as long as we have a standard.
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Poetry❝why is it that when the story ends we begin to feel all of it?❞ ➢ a collection of poetry ∙ ∙ ∙ I stopped writing. There was no real reason for it, but for some reason, I just did. No words on paper anymore, no way to let my thoughts out. I kept eve...
