Month: January 2008

Reading for Pleasure Wednesday: Barbara Ehrenreich, Mário de Andrade

09/01/2008

Ehrenreich believes the rise of professionalism was, and remains, perhaps the greatest of all generators of middle-class insecurity. The creation of “the professions” was designed as much to keep people out as to let them in, with each generation forced to fight for admission to the club. Unlike the truly wealthy who could guarantee that … More Reading for Pleasure Wednesday: Barbara Ehrenreich, Mário de Andrade

Ay Huasteca Linda

07/01/2008

It is important to remember the many marvels of the Huasteca region, which is one of the world’s very best regions. “Video realizado por Antonio Meave para el Consejo Nacional para la Cultura y las Artes de México.” Axé.

Fishing

06/01/2008

This is the twelfth day of Christmas and the feast of the Kings. I am buying a fishing license and going fishing. It may do me good. I am plagued with nightmares about the coming semester which wake me each hour, so that I do not sleep. This has been going on for six days. … More Fishing

January 11

05/01/2008

It is time to get ready for action January 11, the sixth anniversary of first prisoners’ arrival at Guantánamo. Wear orange and check Witness Against Torture for materials and plans. Axé.

Music in the Air

04/01/2008

Ray Nagin and all his friends and cronies are completely evil and are making me think twice about moving back to New Orleans. On second thought, I will resist intimidation. Always check postings at the National Security Archive, and explore old headlines. And it is the weekend, so we will sing. Our song is Up … More Music in the Air

Design

03/01/2008

The best store I visited in San Francisco this winter break was Asia Galleries, at 1534 Grant. Axé.

My Eyes Are Brown

01/01/2008

I Today was crystal clear and sunny. One of my New Year’s resolutions, which I may keep more or less well, is to blog here once weekly rather than once daily, and to blog far more regularly at my research site. Your eyes reflect: Depth and wisdom. What’s hidden behind your eyes: A tender heart. … More My Eyes Are Brown