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“To be queer, then, is to marginalize oneself, to rebel against the existing order, even if that order benefits the many over the few. To be queer is to revel in victimhood. It is to reject Western epistemology. It is to act on one's base instincts and desires. It is to fail, even when success is within reach, if only to prove that failure is inevitable in the current system for anyone who is not cisheteronormative and white.”

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Book:Cis White Gay: The Making of a Gender Heretic
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