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, March 28, 2021

lil nas x: montero

       . . . . This is high on the list of "Wildest Things I've Seen Lately".  I am particularly fascinated by the Pole Dance Descent Into Infinity! 



How different from his previous, massive, international hit of 2019, "Old Town Road."




    . . . . April showers seem to have arrived early -- yet, it is Palm Sunday, as well as Bro's birthday. Bro got a big, layered ice cream birthday 'cake' instead of cake-cake, which suited him all the way down. One thing every member of this family agrees on (the only thing), it's ice cream, every single one of us, love ice cream.  My niece who turned 1 back in January, already loves ice cream too.

Because of the general damp I made brunch -- it is Sunday, after all.  Therefore experienced the great joy of toast, real toast, because el V got me a new toaster this week.  I've been without all pandemic because right at the start of StayHomeAloneWithEachOtherOnly he managed to set my toaster-oven on fire.  Not a short or anything like that.  But set the bottom of it, on the outside, on fire.  He's gotten a lot more acquainted with the stove and oven , and how they actually operate, in the months since.  

So ... Friday coming is Good Friday, which means then Easter Sunday, and the tradition that used to be to watch The Ten Commandments, which has morphed into watching the Taylor-Burton Cleopatra, because Heston . . . .

It also means a week later I get my second vaccination.  I'm somewhat regretful that the second appointment doesn't come soon enough to spend Easter with our friends, but not yet, not quite yet.  But SOON!  We are already confident enough that we invited Ben here for Saturday night Jazz and Pasta (he's fully vaccinated, and has been since Inauguration).



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