". . . 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

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Honk Country - Freakin' Cold

Is this ever going to break?  It's the same in NYC, which I know is way too early generally speaking for this kind of cold.  It's usually January before the temps fall below freezing.  But below freezing nights have been the run for the last 7 or 8 days.  There's no sign that this is going to change any time soon.  What's up with this?

The furnance failed again yesterday afternoon, the system that heats the downstairs.  We made the call and the college sent out a fellow immediately, who arrived just before I had planned to walk over to the Center's Christmas party.  I was able to move upstairs where the heating system was still in effect.  Downstairs was purely ice box.

We are packed with cd boxes and books el V brought down from NYC, for the spring semester Cuban music / Postmamboism course.  Tonight's the college president's party for the faculty.  Tomorrow at 9 T comes to clean the House for Saturday's historic C'town's houses tour to benefit the Coats for Kids organization.  With this weather kids must have coats.  But everything's such mess, between Christmas decorations and all of el V's stuffs, and my research materials all over the place.  It's going to take hours to move all this, including my computer and peripherals, out of the historic tour part of the House to upstairs -- or the Center's office -- somewhere.  Yes, I've been fretting about this for days.


I'm going to throw the daily ration of nuts outside now, for the squirrels, and whatever birds want to fight over them.

1 comment:

T. Clear said...

I'm wishing you warmth, a fire, a hearth; heck, even an electric blanket would suffice!