There is a publishing house in Spain that publishes books for pretentious woke people. For example, it’s considered very chic in a progressive, Portlandia kind of way to leave a book by this publisher lying on your coffee table or on your corporate desk at work. It’s this really hilarious idea of signaling that you are on the side of the downtrodden by buying overpriced books, many of which transmit boutique, far-left ideas that are of interest only to the very privileged.
Of course I am in academia so I am a lot more pretentious than the aspiring middle-management girlbosses and the fading hipsters who love these books. The books increase their status but decrease mine. But in any case, this is not the funny part. The reason I’m writing the post is that the name of this publishing house is Blackie Books.
That Spanish neoliberal strivers who are desperate to be Anglo love this publisher is never going to quit being funny.
Poor saps.
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