Recently, a collection I wrote was reviewed under the headline, “Billy-Ray Belcourt’s Simple and Radical Poetry.” The title alone steals breath from the bodies of those who are roped into the unlivable and racialized terrain of simplicity.The headline was later modified, “simple” axed, after writers like Gwen Benaway wrote incisive threads on Twitter critiquing it.Tags: Critical Thinking PrinciplesCritical Thinking Ability Of Subordinate StaffSqa Biology Intermediate 2 Past PapersStructuring A Research PaperElmo Toy Says Kill JamesMotivation To Write An EssayHow To Write Academic PaperPersonal Business Plan ExampleBusiness Game Plan
In narratives that hinge on proving our humanness, Indigenous people sit stilled in the role of the described. Having only in our arsenal words that self-destruct, we shoulder the burden once more of voicelessness.
How cruel to have our critiques of the ways in which unlivable lives are manufactured everywhere in Canada heard as evidence of our ability to speak and nothing else!
Indeed, it was recently revealed that a chunk of Campbell’s book was edited out because it detailed sexual abuse at the hands of members of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, an avowal that would have surely thrown into relief the chronic problem of police brutality against Indigenous women.
This time, Million tells us, produced “a profound literature of experience.” Still, those who look and install meaning into words with the force of a history of impoverished reading negate the profundity of our writing.
Theorist Dian Million, in an essay called “Felt Theory: An Indigenous Feminist Approach to Affect and History,” describes a “new language for communities” to get at the sorrow and love that proliferates in Indigenous social worlds.
Million cites both as texts that evidenced an artistic practice that broke through the sound barrier of Canadian historical ignorance to tell “politically unspeakable” stories.
It was and is a critique of this ravaged country’s inability to stop compounding the brutalities that Indigenous peoples are made to endure, brutalities that live and breathe in and possess the bodies of those endowed by governments of all sorts to mediate a history that is in fact without end, without mercy.
refused to torpedo Indigenous peoples into the gutters of misrepresentation.
The piece quotes a review of Mosionier’s : “[Mosionier] sets out to tell a story—her own story—in the plainest available language.
Nothing else is needed.” This interpretive behavior is everything in literary history.