To A Spectre: 1. I am dismayed at the amount of destruction I have allowed to be wreaked upon me and that I have participated in wreaking. 2. I am clearing out files and finding old identity cards. I see the bright face of the person I helped to destroy, in the era in which … More X
1. This weblog was started to reimagine and reconstruct me, from the ground up, as a professor. But the issue is not really academia, or Bayou Maringouin where I live and, regrettably, feel incarcerated. The issue is guilt about existing, about being who I am, and about having failed to turn into someone else. Someone … More Revised Mission Statement
I do not want yet more discipline, I want to fall apart and sleep for a long time. Then, I want to work on my new life, not grind away at the old one on the theory that if I just motivate myself in the right way everything will be all right. Unfortunately I really … More On Advice
In class we saw Antonioni’s Blow-Up in connection with the Devil’s spit (ask if you must, and I’ll link when I can). It was quite exotic as all the students were born after this film was made. I was a child. The true class to give would be on sugar as a social actor. Sweetness … More Pouring Sugar
The reason I am so depressed is that I am seeing so clearly how I have allowed as much of my life to be stolen as I have done. I usually shield myself from seeing this so clearly because the pain of it is as sharp as it is, but the panorama is in view … More Asynchronous
This post is a pause and reset for Good Friday and the beginning of the new advertising year. Shop with my blog supporters, y’all, and consider becoming one toi-même. The author of this text was Mayan; he is a skull on a stela of Uaxaclajuun Ub’aah K’awiil. I who narrate am only a performer of … More 18 Rabbit
We have been discussing my identity on this blog. Let there be no doubt: I am Mexican. I was invited to be Mexican long ago, and after some deliberation I accepted. Mexican though I may be, Mexican that I am, I cannot go home because I have expenses, which I am negotiating in the oral … More “Debajo de un rebozo, tapar las penas”
Axé.
This is the lively song I choose for one who died today, recorded the year he was born. Axé.
“Mujer andina, te vengo a cantar mis penas y mis dolores,” says the huayno, but for this weekend I wanted to put up Greco-Portuguese and Sephardic music sung by other beautiful women. But video is not embedding for me and anyway I am in Greater Mexico now; in its honor I offer you Mujer ladina, … More Mujer Ladina
