"However, this means that the realm of total mutual exposure, the realm of weakness within which "all defences are down," might ironically be seen as requiring defence against an exterior which refuses this exposedness." John Milbank, "Power is necessary for peace: in defense of Constantine"
It would probably be better to keep my peace and not read John Milbank. Ever. But I did and I want to engage what he has written from another trajectory of violence, the germinal violence of Frantz Fanon's Black Skin, White Masks. Fanon, like Milbank, is looking for a space of intimacy. Consider the beautiful and prayerful lines at the end of the book: "Superiority? Inferiority? Why not simply try to touch the other, feel the other, discover each other? Was my freedom not given me to build the world of you, man?" (206). It's a desire for a world with intimate possibilities, a world where the mediation of whiteness ("there will always be a world--a white world--between you and us" 101) no longer disrupts every relationship.