Wednesday, Thursday, Friday: Derrida, Le monolinguisme de l’autre, deserves a revisit and it has to do with translation. This is what I learned, research-wise, and it does not have to do with the project at hand except obliquely. My commitment for this week is to reread my piece and Reviewer 2’s, and to do many other non-research things that will make me into a Caught Up person. For teaching purposes I have to reread Dussell and Kant on race, which may help.
Monday, Tuesday: Getting ready for the freeze and surviving it. I sloughed off, partly because listening to so much running water is so hard to tolerate. I got no exercise, either. I did learn about the upcoming film Origins, and was therefore reminded of the book Caste. I should see/read these. ALL of that, however, does not help ME in what I want to do with Ferreira da Silva. “I’m tired of working for the Americans” is what I think when I think of the comments of my Reviewer 2. But what if he’s actually asking me push back like that? And on other topics, I wonder if I should write Kirsten S-G.
Sunday: A social day mostly off, as it turned out. But I am getting rid of a photocopy of Silviano Santiago, “Permanência do discurso da tradição no modernismo,” from a collection called Tradição/Contradição, which is good since it means I am looking at my files. Here is a summary of the piece and I can find it again if I need it.
I have learned that Sylvia Wynter says more than I knew. She comes down on the side of indigenization, contra creolization, and she has a point about the fetishization of the native … even though I tend to think these Caribbeans and Caribbeanists aren’t thinking about place like the Andes and Mexico.
The freeze has started and I need to start covering the plants and getting the cats in. Ricky isn’t coming and he is the one I want. This will be important tomorrow, and I’ve got to turn the water off as well, and drain the pipes. It won’t be that bad in the next 24 hours, but tomorrow night it will get colder after midnight and Tuesday at 7-8AM it will be 21F and 7F with windchill.
Saturday night: Reading for research. Was I getting started, or did it do no good? I don’t like philosophy or understand it, really. I do like theory.
Comment: I had planned to do housework and projects during the day, and work out, and read at night. And to try to enjoy all of this. But what I really did during the day Friday and Saturday was mostly mope around. Fatigue and also not letting myself relax when clearly it was what I wanted/needed to do.
Sunday I have a social event and then suddenly I got called for three more in the next few days — and I had made frivolous nail appointments — and I wouldn’t have said to do all of this, it takes time from work, but all of a sudden it doesn’t seem like it will and I also even want to do the house projects and work out, they don’t seem as onerous.
I’m an extrovert and this is probably why I don’t like philosophy. Do you think?
Friday night: Some reading, ostensibly for teaching background and remaining current generally, but I got a research insight for one of my projects. Good.
Axé.
coldhearted scientist وداد 