". . . 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

Monday, August 29, 2011

Irene -- The End

We’ll be heading back downtown to clean up the mess I left the apartment in a little later today. Despite what was said all day yesterday, most of the subway system was operational by rush hour this morning. Gotta be sure the Stock Exchange is up and running, you betcha!

Beautiful day here. Garbage trucks everywhere collecting the tree debris. We Unruly Women of the Jumel Terrace Hurricane Irene Posse were cleaning up after breakfast (of Virginia peaches, Alabama strawberry and blackberry jams, biscuits, Maryland bacon, New York eggs, bagels, lox, and cream cheese) this morning and all going, “We have electricity! We have running hot and cold water! We have garbage trucks picking up!” It would have been a very different morning if none of those were in effect. We wouldn’t have been dancing so much to old time New Orleans blues while cleaning off the stove top, scrubbing the porcelain sink, gathering the dish towels etc. to dump into the washer.
On the other hand, by chance, the three of us women, our Hostess, her sister-in-law and I, plus Niece, all have experience of heating water without electricity, washing things in tubs by hand.  BTW, that Niece?  She's craaackerjack!  The world is going to hear from her.  We're within walking distance of her dorm, so we'll hear from her in other ways as well.

So, for us and our hosts, this turned in a mini-vacation, in which we got to spend quality time together, which we’ve all been too busy all spring and summer to do – we weren’t even able to get together for a meal

Dayem, sometimes we’re lucky.

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