ABSTRACT
I HAVE BEEN MAINLINING WHITE SUPREMACY (WS) for so long that I have lost clarity and spirit.1 I do not remember what it means to be without addiction, that is, how to be truly alive. I could blame this on the university, the degrees, publishing, narcissism, and careerism (my own, and that of my colleagues and students), as well as player-haters (being high eases the pain of being played or playing, hated or hating). Yet, I was hooked long before I went to graduate school and long before I got the green light for tenure track, tenure, and promotion.
