Bookmarker is a personal project by @dellsystem to help with retaining reading material. Source on GitHub.

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5 years, 4 months ago

this is why nobody thinks they’re rich

The babysitter reports that last week J asked her if she was poor and she said yes, but then she felt wrong about her answer all week. I didn’t want him to think this is what it looks like to be poor, she says, gesturing toward her North Face coat and her L.L.Bean backpack. The babysitter is a form…

—p.80 Having and Being Had by Eula Biss
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5 years, 4 months ago

wealth is the relentless enemy of understanding

“Wealth is not without its advantages and the case to the contrary, although it has often been made, has never proved widely persuasive,” John Kenneth Galbraith writes in the great first sentence of The Affluent Society. “But, beyond doubt, wealth is the relentless enemy of understanding.”

—p.44 by Eula Biss
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5 years, 4 months ago

the bank owns it now, it’s in foreclosure

This woman’s grandfather built her house, I’ll learn later. She owned it outright and could have left it to her children but the property taxes kept going up in her old age. Someone selling loans convinced her to remortgage the house to pay her taxes, another neighbor tells me. And that’s how she l…

—p.32 by Eula Biss
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I think that’s the definition of white privilege meh/analysis

Next door, in the house just like ours, lives an actual African American grandmother, the wife of the retired postal worker. We’re getting paid to have our house made over to look like what a set designer imagines their house looks like so that Walmart can try to sell things to people who look like…

—p.12 by Eula Biss
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something so frivolous as loss

So much silence and the mind became unbearable [...] Cancer had ripped through her mother so fast, there was so little time to consider something so frivolous as loss. What a luxurious thing, to feel. The pain a tender ache now that she could massage and curl into. [...]

—p.195 Of Women and Salt by Gabriela Garcia