Status Updates From Let Me Liberate You

“ people didn’t need cash. They needed somebody to tell them they’re worthy. To inspire them to rise up and clean space. Deliberate them. So she set off to uplift them.”

Literally right after someone requests that she post bail for them… This is just such a delightful critique of out of touch activists…

“ of course, the way her movement was growing, Sabre felt was a strong possibility. She’d end up on a T-shirt, one day. Like Che Guevara.”

OMFG the size of her ego!!!

Coupling this one with the thought she had a few pages back when she went to the UN that one day the visitors lanyard she got would be in the museum…

“What could a world class artist know about being oppressed?”

Everyone and everything seems to have it’s place beneath the cloudless sky, to be moving to a common clockwork rhythm. It was all highly inconvenient. She phoned Lisette.
“Why is everyone here, so freaking happy?”
“excuse me?”
”Where is the misery?”

OMG the FMC wears a BURLAP FLOUR SACK as fashion and the people she is there is “liberate” is thinking “wearing her flour sack and all, thinking Father in Heaven, the very kind of thing she was working her fingers to the quick to keep from going back to.”

And then the titular quote:
“Let me liberate you.”

This book is incredible.