December 2009
5 posts
sharp relief
weekend at the graam.
getting there:
there:
getting out of there:
back in kolkata:
We visited poulami’s graam for the weekend. Hm, if I were a little more whole maybe I could have really appreciated all the frolicking in the teak trees and lying on the rooftop that happened.
I didn’t take many photos but someone else’s will show up here. It’s this...
wai wai
Gender training retreat. It was a glorious, vulgar, bonding week. Also, I have half the mind to put on a frock and rock em pigtails because I feel cough, a little infantalized at work. The last two photos don’t help my cause.
PhDs, Peers, Political Action
Ah, I was thumbing through a book that will remain nameless (as people will be brutal and judgmental if I share) and I couldn’t stop laughing at myself for underlining very specific lines in what otherwise is a long discussion on privatization and “modernization”/industrial development in the global south:
“Empathy would lead to passion, to incandescent anger, to wild...
rediscover my mojo
“lots of little ideas percolating. not yet. still mush. all i know is i have to start ripping these chains, or rather all the dog collars i inherited from the american school system soon. i mean it was great, lots of gold, but goddamn it’s really time for praxis. i dont want to hate myself, or resign or fear. we are too effing bright, i know this.”
Wait, I wrote that? This was...