LINES OF THE DAY

". . . But the past does not exist independently from the present. Indeed, the past is only past because there is a present, just as I can point to something over there only because I am here. But nothing is inherently over there or here. In that sense, the past has no content. The past -- or more accurately, pastness -- is a position. Thus, in no way can we identify the past as past." p. 15

". . . But we may want to keep in mind that deeds and words are not as distinguishable as often we presume. History does not belong only to its narrators, professional or amateur. While some of us debate what history is or was, others take it into their own hands." p. 153

Silencing the Past: Power and the Production of History (1995) by Michel-Rolph Trouillot

Sunday, November 22, 2009

The Year Before the Flood Tour: Coda

Dinner party thrown by a fashion designer last night.  The food was excellent, so was the champagne.  The guests were great.

Met the mover and shaker of the Irish Repetory Theater, whose hit production of The Emperor Jones is so much a hit even he, Cierin O'Reilly, can't get a ticket.  They may move to Broadway in the winter.  His wife is also very cool.

Also met John Slattery and Jon Hamm.  I initially thought Slattery was one of the designer's brothers, because he does resemble the men in the family -- there are a lot of them, and though one of them is a close friend, the others I meet now and again at different parties, fund-raisers and so the designer hosts.  But when he introduced himself to me, imagine how chagrined when I realized, not another member of the family, but Roger Sterling of Mad Men, and Bill Kelly of Sex and the City.  Argh.  He's a  nice person, good company and terrific dancer.  A good man to have at a party.

Mott, who was the cinematographer for The American Astronaut, was another guest.  He had some of Vaquero's scenes from this cult movie in his phone and showed them around.  Again, Argh.

Debbie Gibson was also present, and sang.  So did Vaquero.

The rest of the night was given over to dancing, which was splendid, as the brownstone's wood floor where we always dance at her parties is nicely springy and the music is programed by her brother who is chair of the dance dept. at his university, so it was great dance music.  I often make fun of white people dancing, but there was nothing to make fun of last night.  These white people can dance, thus the African American and Latino guests didn't have to be embarrassed for us.  :)  It's all a matter of culture.  If you didn't grow up in musical, rhythmic, dancing culture you aren't going to be able to dance.  Alas, most younger people in this country do not grow up that way any longer.

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