“‘There is no one who is not white here,’ Emily mutters to me.Emily St. John Mandel is a crime novelist, and she is a Canadian who now makes her home in New York. I asked her to come along to give me a pair of non-male, non-Midwestern eyes, and we step back into a corner of the big banquet hall, near the concession stand, and scan the room, thinking that there must be an exception. I would guess there are at least 250 people in attendance. But she’s right. Neither of us can find a single non-Caucasian.” Notes From The Center: The Lakemoor Gun Show by Patrick Somerville
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“‘There is no one who is not white here,’ Emily mutters to me.

Emily St. John Mandel is a crime novelist, and she is a Canadian who now makes her home in New York. I asked her to come along to give me a pair of non-male, non-Midwestern eyes, and we step back into a corner of the big banquet hall, near the concession stand, and scan the room, thinking that there must be an exception. I would guess there are at least 250 people in attendance. But she’s right. Neither of us can find a single non-Caucasian.”

Notes From The Center: The Lakemoor Gun Show by Patrick Somerville