...simply restructuring...
I have a 'mentor' - because of being a loon - and I have asked that we can meet twice a week for me to talk through the dreaded. At each session, I 'present' that which I have done. She is not a philosopher, though she is a psychotherapist - nonetheless, these ideas are somewhat unfamiliar to her.
So I read her the introduction and Section I on here. It was interesting because as I read the text aloud two things happened. One was that I did actually 'read' rather than skim, which I tend to do even when I am trying not to skim. The other was that I became aware, without her saying anything, of places where I had failed to be as clear as I would have liked. That was very useful.
She said that it was even so easy to follow and flowed, which was encouraging.
We then discussed how I would proceed and as a result of that conversation, I came to see that I needed to make substantial changes to my Section II and Section III. In fact, I needed to extend some areas and dramatically compress others.
Part of this comes from focusing on the question... I need to answer what the 'role' of epistemic justice is. That is the most important thing. Even as i write this now, after a lot of work redrafting, I see that I need to keep emphasising that and turning the course of the piece toward that.
Anyway. the photo. Some houses here have a 'boot cleaner' by the door. They were built into the houses at certain periods. Where roads where muddy. Where tradespeople were expected to live. Over time, the iron of the scraper rusts and often you see these filled-in holes. The house's testimony in its bricks and mortar?
Interesting thoughts on the boot cleaners. The old farmhouse I grew up in had one - for mud ... and cow poop.