I have had trouble been mostly unhappy in academia ever since finishing the Ph.D and there are reasons for this having to do with my background, principally having been taught that I was not worthy and also that I should not be enjoying this. Because of these lessons everything I do is fraught with guilt, … More I am not a normal professor.
In Eastertide, as we are. On the progress toward death as a process of healing. My new favorite film, Biutiful. Sanjinés, referring to Borda and Saenz and then back to Benjamin, on the corpse. “Everything corpse-like falls away from the body piece by piece.” Sanjinés’ book is the most truly erudite thing I have read … More Muerte. a. muerte.
Davis bought the “rights” and said it was his, but it was not. See also the work of Toru Matsui on this matter. Axé.
So it is Easter again, time to rise again, and so I shall. This is Oludumare, breathing peace into us after a terrible week. My week was terrible because of religiosity and machismo. It began on the wrong note, as I went to church on Palm Sunday because a colleague was singing. One likes to … More Olodumare, or Easter of Self-Respect
Václav Havel is one of the people about whom I do not know enough. The Nation had a piece on Havel and Occupy, quoting interesting texts by him from the sixties and seventies that shed shocking light on the present moment. I would like to point to it and read it again. Eventually it will … More Václav Havel
In addition to what is in the Ubuntu cloud, there are the files on my office computer. There are other files on the University mainframe. There are important files on: – two jump drives – the XP notebook, which has files under my name and under Admin – Dropbox I want to remember all of … More Recordatorio
So, today I snapped at, that is to say, spoke sharply to someone. What they had done: – tell me to do something I didn’t want to do – call me up and order me to choose one of two highly inconvenient meeting times; in response to my question, are these the only times the … More That cornered feeling
The difference between me and (white) Southerners is that they fear confrontation and I do not. (All you Confederates are bound to lose, and you know it. I realize this is a cheap shot but it’s just so easy, I cannot resist.) The reason they fear confrontation and I do not, is that they are … More I am not a Southerner
45 years ago today; 44 years without Martin; we still have the context for this speech and I wish it were not so, but I listen to it twice a year – 15 January and now. Axé.
I found a tree trimmer, made a deal, and withdrew $600 from one of my hidden savings accounts to pay for it. This completes house projects of the greater size, while I work up to (a) half a roof and (b) exterior paint. Each of these is to be paid for by summer teaching plus … More Spring
