". . . 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, February 11, 2013

Mardi Gras! Tomorrow!

For some people.

Got to do an NYU gig on Cuba. Also, Abe Lincoln's birthday!

Rainstorm with excellent flood potential Wednesday -- thank goodness el V flies to San Fran either Wednesday AM or early afternoon, can't remember which, to present at a Cuban Salas Convention, with lot of dance department  people, as well as enthusiastists. And another blizzard this weekend. We shall see. But this means I need to go shopping tomorrow for hunkering again, just in case.

He had to go to the Eye Ear and Throat person today, because his head is still so congested and ears won't unplug from flying congested on Tuesday. He can't fly again with congestion and ears already plugged up. There would be a passenger event, as the airlines call it.

That tiny piercing of the eardrum to allow drainage couldn't be done, because you can't fly if you have it done. So the doctor told him to use sudafed, which is essentially speed. Which means getting it from the drugstore is a major pain even though it's an over-the-counter drug. You can't get much at a time, and you have to sign all these papers that supposedly prove you're using it as it is intended rather to to make meth.

Everything gets more of a hassle all the time. This is hardly the land of the free is it.

Ah well. We'll have an early V-day dinner tomorrow night and then head off to the Jazz Standard for some spectacular guitar music. As these are some South American musicians surely they will invoke Mardi Gras?

But it's not New Orleans.  That's the one.


T. said...

I should make beignets tomorrow for Mardi Gras, but then I'd just eat them all.

So they shall be foregone!

Foxessa said...

We basically went to Brasil for Mardi Gras 2013.

It was so comfortable, sophisticated, sensual, sexy, poetic and dreamy, as only a Brasilera vocalist accompanied by one of the greatest guitarists living can be.

Love, C