My Brain is Filled With Cabbage

This essay is killing me quite a bit. I did my first draft today and managed to confuse myself half way in. I think I've sorted myself out mostly though. A few more reference dives before the next attempt. My problem is that sometimes I read something in passing ages ago and obviously I've no reason to note it down at the time but then suddenly mid-way through an essay or project it suddenly becomes DEEPLY VITAL and I can't remember who said it or where it came from or in what book etc. And this leads to a lot of hunting. Thank God for Google. It doesn't solve everything (TV and Radio interviews are my bane in this kind of hunt) but it helps.

Trying to write this essay is a little like trying to explain a series of Venn-diagram spheres that, instead of crossing over smoothly, bump into each other like dodgem cars. So you've got Hegenomic Identity: White Male Hetero Middle Class and then you've got things like Black Macho Masculinity (as per Black Panther Movement etc) which is Black Male Heterosexual Working Class, and then you have to deal with where these are in relation to Black Heterosexual Women, and White Heterosexual Women, and Black Homosexuals, and White Homosexuals and then you think you've managed that and suddenly go Oh Shit! Class! and then have to ferret out all the work on the invisibility or lack of agency of Black Heterosexual Middle Classes and it all just becomes one great bowl of cheerios that I appear to be drowning in.

Or that's how it is in my head at the moment anyway. I am evidently in training for my Crazy Eccentric Badge.

Wibble.