would-be heroes come up to [white girl] Katie in the cereal aisle and ask, "Are you OK?"—even though [black mom] Terri is standing right there.And so on.
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If I have exhausted the justifications I have reached bedrock, and my spade is turned. Then I am inclined to say: "This is simply what I do."
(Ludwig Wittgenstein, Philosophical Investigations, remark 217)
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