I've been refining my take after reading some interpretation and explanations and this is final take:

Not every book will or should be for a white audience. It should cater to whoever they want. But the tweet also also seems to assume that every non white person has sufficient knowledge of their own culture to understand everything being written. Of course maybe that kind of person is not the intended audience which is also fine, but it's a bit alienating to be told that you're not entitled to learn about your own culture just because some random :lmayo: might benefit from a free translation

And no, this is not written by some mad white guy who doesn't understand what shawarma means. It's coming from an Asian immigrant who's far removed from his culture with little resources in English to learn about it.

  • pooh [she/her]
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    2 years ago

    My first thought upon reading this post was A Clockwork Orange. Here’s the very first paragraph, just to give an idea of how it starts off:

    There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, Dim being really dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar making up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening, a flip dark chill winter bastard though dry. The Korova Milkbar was a milk-plus mesto, and you may, O my brothers, have forgotten what these mestos were like, things changing so skorry these days and everybody very quick to forget, newspapers not being read much neither. Well, what they sold there was milk plus something else. They had no licence for selling liquor, but there was no law yet against prodding some of the new veshches which they used to put into the old moloko, so you could peet it with vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom or one or two other veshches which would give you a nice quiet horrorshow fifteen minutes admiring Bog And All His Holy Angels and Saints in your left shoe with lights bursting all over your mozg. Or you could peet milk with knives in it, as we used to say, and this would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of dirty twenty-to-one, and that was what we were peeting this evening I'm starting off the story with.

    There are quite a few famous books in addition to this that are intentionally incomprehensible, well beyond what the author is even suggesting. Saying that readers shouldn’t expect everything to be explained clearly doesn’t strike me as all that controversial.

    • thekid [none/use name]
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      2 years ago

      the content of the tweet makes sense, it's just written in a silly way.

      the first line implying that some people are more worthy of footnotes than others is dumb. also, who is this even for? like your example, this is something that's always been done in writing but couched in "it's not my job to educate you" language

      • pooh [she/her]
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        2 years ago

        the first line implying that some people are more worthy of footnotes than others is dumb.

        I took it to mean there is more pressure on POC writers to explain these things to white readers who might otherwise not be familiar with a particular language/culture being portrayed, not that anyone is more deserving than anyone else. As others have said, I think it's likely this is an angry response to an editor who told her to explain or delete something in order to avoid confusing readers and sell more books to a larger (and more white) audience.

    • RedDawn [he/him]
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      2 years ago

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