". . . 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

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

Honk Country Dispatches 1

Conditions good for fishing.
Conditions good for outdoor exercise.
Conditions poor for catching cold.

Overnight temperatures changed from warm to chilly and windy. Though the day is again sunny and bright, the light is not warm and soft, but hard and sharp.

Overnight spruces with red bows at their tips appeared in pots, located on each corner of C'town's historic business district.

Overnight The Bakery, promised since even before our first visit this past June, opened. I bought a blueberry muffin, to inaugurate the place.  I wonder if there will be an impact on Play It Again Sam, where everyone gathers to get their coffee, dulces, sandwiches, beer, wine and wifi. The Bakery does sell coffee, along with the breads and higher-priced dulces, and has tables, but no wifi.  Its hours are 6:30 AM to 2:00 PM, closed Sundays (and Thanksgiving).  The Farmer's Market, which only runs on Saturday mornings is open all day, today, for Thanksgiving. From what I could determine mostly business is in pies, which business is brisk, but no one is buying anything else. I bought a single serving of the local fruit cake to see if I like it. I like some fruit cake very much, but it's pretty specific what kind I like, but one can't tell from the looking at it alone.

El V isn't feeling well, alas. Also, the person whose car we're renting, just got a new, higher-paying position in another town. In another week we shall be wheeless again. So far, nothing el V's attempted in terms of wheels has panned out. We can use the WC cars occasionally, but not for anything like leaving it in the Baltimore airport for 4 or 5 days, or going out of town on weekends. O dear.

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