the claim in Ice T’s memoir that the pimp outfits are for the girls (rather than for the johns), to advertise themselves as someone outside conventional propriety that can help you get in on some kind of hustle, lef tan impression on me. It’s got me re-evaluating intellectual cliques. It’s easy to frame documents as part of some factional struggle. But maybe their true audience is within the faction. Professors writing to legitimize themselves to their students, etc