- Junot Diaz (via, THE BEST INTERVIEW EVER - two parts)
This is the greatest interview with Junot Diaz I’ve ever come across and I’m very surprised it hasn’t blown up the internet in the way a lot of lesser race-related dictums do. Reading certain paragraphs made me tear up, not only because Diaz is a real writer’s writer - nuance is his calling - but because he articulates the anguish, the disconnect between being raced and talking about race and what it means for all of us better than probably anyone else I’ve ever read. For humanity. And I say that in the least hyperbolic, most hyperspecific way possible. Diaz genuflects in service of exposing the roots of our collective hurt.
He is important to me, and many others, in ways equally kind and capable white writers can never be. It takes a lifetime of sometimes barely perceptible daily frissons - sometimes so faint as to cultivate an ancillary paranoia - to articulate what it means to live perpetually on the outside of everything.
I recently lent my copy of Oscar Wao to someone special, hoping it would spark a dialogue and limn my life’s intent, which mirrors Diaz’s to some degree. Fear prevented us from getting too deep, but I was thinking yesterday about how I hope he’s seen this. Because it is too important - to me and to the public discourse - and too hopeful a shift in public thought, to bury.