A Fish Out of Water: A Word-Lover Takes On STEM
Numbers confuse me, science eludes me, but fortunately I possess the “useless” ability to hear the rhythm between words and read too deeply into texts — to transform the female body into a gesture of capitalist resistance, a character’s mixed skin tone into the embodiment of hybridity, a spectral figure into the enduring presence of our past or — if I’m feeling particularly misanthropic — the nonhuman, neoliberal Other. I have worried, of course, about finding a job, because I presume that not many companies are seeking to hire someone with my qualifications.