The Professor Zero character is intended to resemble some rather severe individuals like Xolotl, Uaxaclajuun Ub’aah K’awiil (18 Rabbit), Augusto C. Sandino and Benito Juárez. But Professor Zero has come to resemble some aspects of the present narrator I would rather not have taken on even in real life. Lately I have been looking forward … More Among Stelae
Est-ce que vous m’appelez “hispanique”? This is Mixtec and then Zapotec territory. We crossed the border at Matamoros on the night of 26 May and we are now very far south. I am on the way to my stela but I must first traverse that Guatemalan land. “To be Native is to have a universe … More Zapotec Nation
The top kill may be happening right now, and there will be or is a live video feed of it. I was so concerned the night Hurricane Gustav came in a couple of years ago, and that so pales in comparison to this. I have a photograph in my dining room of Katrina refugees waiting … More Academic or Wage Slave
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Someone recently mentioned an expectation of their academic career that they had had in graduate school and that was not fulfilled: they would move up, and up again. I had not had that expectation, and certainly not on my own behalf. I did have some misconceived ideas about what academic culture was generally, that produced … More Academic Mondays: What We Imagined
This is Yasmin Levi. “Mother, I want to go to Jerusalem, to eat of its fruits and drink of its waters.” Her next show is this Tuesday at 8 PM, for those of you who may be in Istanbul. Axé.
Mother, I want to know where the singers come from, for I find them very gallant and I want to meet them; with their fascinating lyrics that I want to learn. Where are they from? Could they be from Havana? From proud Santiago? They come from the hill, and they sing on the plain. They … More Son de Maringouin
Today the Sun moved into Gemini and it became summer here on the Tropic of Cancer. I have mysteriously recovered from this semester and we are walking to Oriental rhythms along the quais, as the oil washes in. I am about to recede into my stela at Copán, now in the country called Honduras, to … More Gemini Sun
Google the title of this post if you do not know what I am talking about. It is an interesting story, but I have another. One day long ago I was sitting at a large table in the LSU Student Union, because my office was too small for this work and the then new hangout, … More Dominique Homberger
It was about my late article, and it has been sent. I am very happy about that and much relieved. It went through four drafts in this space. Self flagellation was progressively removed from it. My problem is that the politics at work have had me emotionally exhausted for so long. I keep hoping I … More And Now: The Actually Important Memo