Karen is struggling, the BLM protests remind her of 9/11. Karen wasn’t at 9/11 she just watched it on TV but she’s a traumavore so it’s a toughday for her.
A (white) person who feeds off of the traumatic stories of marginalized/racialized individuals, working them into a digestive system that converts guilt and empathy into an unearned catharsis.
BIPOC: I mean, yeah sure, sometimes. I don't dwell on these things
Karen: But tell me, what's the worst thing you've experienced? You must have some stories.
BIPOC: well yeah, I've gone through my share of racist abuse, but I don't want to go through them again just so a Traumavore can walk away with my story and not help do anything about it.
Karen: Aw shit, I guess I'll go ask another brown person for my next hit of Trauma.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.