Let us see, now: I liked graduate school and it was good for me but my perceptions were distorted because I kept hearing one should not like it; that it was unwise and also uncool to stay in it; and also that I would not be competitive on the job market and so should definitely … More That alleged best profession in the world
Me moriré en París con aguacero, un día del cual tengo ya el recuerdo. Me moriré en París —y no me corro— tal vez un jueves, como es hoy, de otoño. Jueves será, porque hoy, jueves, que proso estos versos, los húmeros me he puesto a la mala y, jamás como hoy, me he vuelto, … More Piedra negra sobre una piedra blanca
Axé.
Axé.
I am reorganizing my files. In my first computer I had a folder called jobmat, i.e. Job Materials, because I was a dissertator on the job market. It was for my vita and all materials for job applications. I had this folder for a long time, but it later morphed into two: one for annual … More Jobmat
I am again mortally offended, and it comes from another quarter. One cannot and should not defend against unfounded accusations, is what I have decided. And the university is falling apart, I am told. In the meantime and on another topic: take care of yourself, do not worry about work, is another one of those … More Et encore encore encore encore
In Reeducation it was not right to remain rational or to be peaceful, or to put things in perspective, as this was considered evidence of a “lack of feeling.” At the same time it was not right to ever be stunned or caught off guard. The opposite is true, of course, and I am still … More Review
Service: no nonsense. Teaching: low expectations. Research situation: vigilance. Recreation and general self-care: a lot. In Reeducation, as we know, I learned that I should not be the center of my own life or take authority in it. I learned to be apologetic about and ashamed of my various achievements and intellectual orientation. I learned … More Formula and plan
Axé.
Mi padre duerme. Su semblante augusto figura un apacible corazón; está ahora tan dulce… si hay algo en él de amargo, seré yo. Hay soledad en el hogar; se reza; y no hay noticias de los hijos hoy. Mi padre se despierta, ausculta la huida a Egipto, el restañante adiós. Está ahora tan cerca; si … More Los pasos lejanos
