I am tired of taxonomies of alterity, as if they were a substitute for difficult discussions of history and social activity. I am tired of questions about how oppression functions and oppressive relations are constructed being left unanswered by words like “structure” and “power”, as though the answer were either a concept or beyond description. I am tired of suffering being adopted as a legitimation for positive accounts of subjectivity that differ little from the old idealism. I am tired of the idea that one might be closer to utopia when one is entirely powerless (that is not to give up on the powerless judgment, but to say that it might sear through society, it might destroy and disfigure, rather than partaking in screaming self-effacement.) I am tired of the presupposition that relations without domination are always immediately possible, and that some theory class for grad students in art school reconciled subject and object. I am tired of the notion that those who are oppressed think better because of their oppression: as though every self-destroying struggle for survival ought to be preserved positively as unquestionable practical know-how. That’s not to say that oppression teaches nothing, but it does not lead directly to an image of freedom (do not pass go, do not collect £200). I am tired of the idea that we can or ought to just do away with whatever seems ethically objectionable, as if that were ethical (not because the world is a nice place, but because the transformation of society must also be the transformation of history if it is not to also be annihilation.) In short: I am probably too tired to argue about any of this.