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Interlude: I’m in the Woods
It is officially my fellowship year, which means I have to actually write my dissertation. I am certain I will still write here, but I don’t know at what rhythm. For this week, I’m in a cabin in the middle of the Ozark National Forest. I’ve restarted my estrogen and I’m going to spend a… Continue reading
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On What Is
A curious thing about the ontological problem is its simplicity. It can be put in three Anglo-Saxon monosyllables: ‘What is there?’ It can be answered, moreover, in a word— ‘Everything’—and everyone will accept this answer as true. W.V.O. Quine, “On What There Is” Perdure. A part of me is here; a part of me will… Continue reading
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We All Fall Down
You don’t have to be a hero to save the worldIt doesn’t make you a narcissist to love yourselfIt feels like nothing is easy, it’ll never beThat’s alright, let it out, talk to me Cavetown, “Talk to Me” CN: mention of disordered eating, drug use, loss, grief, death Memory is a way we relate, difference-in-repetition.… Continue reading
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The Myth of Graham Platner
“Ur-Fascism is based upon a selective populism, a qualitative populism, one might say. In a democracy, the citizens have individual rights, but the citizens in their entirety have a political impact only from a quantitative point of view—one follows the decisions of the majority. For Ur-Fascism, however, individuals as individuals have no rights, and the People is conceived as a quality,… Continue reading
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Another Update
I apologize for not posting here. I am devastated, both by the end of my engagement and by a series of other losses I must grieve, and feel largely unable to write. I have written a few things I haven’t published, but either (a) I’m not satisfied with them at all, or (b) they feel… Continue reading
Fish In the Afternoon 