Is the pursuit of Excellence always... bad? Is it possible to have a relationship with Excellence that is not rooted in performing capitalism? Also... what in the world does it mean to have sexual feelings for a metaphysical idea? Not clickbait (promise). Ismatu Gwendolyn gives a one-take reading of their essay "I kinda wanna f*ck Excellence" where they ponder their tumultuous relationship with their work over a wonderful cup of tea.
Pictured: Cornelius Johnson competing in high jump at the 1936 Olympics.
read the full essay at ismatu.substack.com.
