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In Defense of Not Telling Me What TF I Can and Can’t Think About

This is just an angry little note to myself, because I understand I have no business talking about this. I am a mathematician, and a pure mathematician at that. I am a black woman who studies the structures of abstractified numbers. And why do I do this? Because it’s effing interesting to me and blessedly someone is willing to pay… Read more »

Stay Screaming

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I’ve been going about my life, screaming internally, and people keep engaging in regular conversation with me and all I can think is, why are we not screaming? Why are we not actually just yelling and breaking things most of the time? Every time I respond to “how are you?” with anything other than screaming, I feel guilty. Complicit. But… Read more »

Class dismissed

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Attention Allies: Many of us have been informally enrolled in at least one Ally Education course. Maybe it was a Facebook group. Maybe it was questioning your Token Marginalized Friend. We have been wrestling with the failings of our good intentions. We have asked and answered questions on cultural appropriation and default pronouns. We have pushed buttons; we have hurt… Read more »

mini update on my life

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(Image Description: A person with short hair juggles balls and poorly drawn bowling pins. Additional balls are shot from machines labeled “Teaching” and “Broader Impact” while additional bowling pins are dropped down from a person hanging from a trapeze labeled “Research.” Two people are taking money from the juggler’s pockets; they are labeled “Invite to Conference” and “Childcare.” Two chairs… Read more »

Hire Me

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When I decided I wanted to become a mathematician, I didn’t even know what the word meant. I figured it meant “knowing math.” Nobody had ever told me that math wasn’t finished, that my professors were actually researchers who were currently working on creating new knowledge. By the time I was setting foot in Princeton’s Fine Hall as a first… Read more »

We Need a Revolution. Period.

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I’m exhausted. It’s not just politics. It’s also waking up at 3am to give your 4-year-old 15 minutes of nebulized steroids and then spending half an hour getting him back to sleep. But it is also politics. It’s being a black woman who is routinely doubly discounted watching a presidential race between an old white man who calls for revolution… Read more »

I am not your genius

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You’re minding your own business, leading your life, doing your thing, maybe you’re a child, and some adult will look at you and smile too enthusiastically and tell you you must be so smart. You’re minding your own business, leading your life, doing your thing, maybe you’re a young adult, and a peer will listen to your story and say… Read more »

Why I Do Not Talk About Math

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As a rule, I do not discuss math with mathematicians if I can at all avoid it. I would like to tell you why, but it’s complicated. You can never make assumptions about a marginalized person’s character based solely on behavior. Oppression creates behaviors that wouldn’t otherwise be there, and if you are not going through the same oppression, you… Read more »