Can’t stop/won’t stop…accumulating leathaaaa (but seriously, can you blame me? Look at that mesh in between!)
In more substantive news: headed to Sarajevo tomorrow, with trips to Istanbul and Vienna planned as well. Will be gone for the month, though I’ll try to update more since life will be more than just me reading books and procrastinating on my diss.
“A tenure track job at a research university is the goal, the promise, especially if one receives a degree from a research university. It demonstrates that despite all obstacles, “the system works.” We need to believe this desperately. Absolutely. Without questioning.
We are trained to hang in, hang on, hang together. This, after all, is the lesson of graduate training. “It will get better,” we assure students who struggle to learn. We are so definite. Were we more honest, we would say, “it might get better,” “perhaps,” “maybe,” or, simply, “we don’t know.” Instead, we say, “there are no guarantees, but.” And that “but,” that barely uttered, barely hearable “but” carries so much weight. Everyone wants to hear the “but.” Everyone invested in the academy is always hearing the “but.” We are a community organized around “but.” Lauren Berlant calls this “cruel optimism.”
-Keguro Macharia, On Quitting
We find out the heart only by dismantling what
the heart knows. By redefining the morning,
we find a morning that comes just after darkness.
We can break through marriage into marriage.
By insisting on love we spoil it, get beyond
affection and wade mouth-deep into love.
We must unlearn the constellations to see the stars.
But going back toward childhood will not help.
The village is not better than Pittsburgh.
Only Pittsburgh is more than Pittsburgh.
Rome is better than Rome in the same way the sound
of raccoon tongues licking the inside walls
of the garbage tub is more than the stir
of them in the muck of the garbage. Love is not
enough. We die and are put into the earth forever.
We should insist while there is still time. We must
eat through the wildness of her sweet body already
in our bed to reach the body within that body.
Du Juan for Numero China April 2013
Cosmarxpolitan, Issue 5
Your va-jay-jay called! It wants to talk about anarcho-syndicalism
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