Religious Fascism and Chubby Babies

“I wish everyone on this bus could just get off! “ Arthi, my Indian-Malaysian friend groans at me from the side. I look at her, stuck in the middle of three seats on a rickety old Bus, in the middle of the desert in Andhra Pradesh, the sweat rolling down her cheeks, her face flushed.Continue reading “Religious Fascism and Chubby Babies”