". . . 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, December 17, 2012

Hurts But Better Today

His hand is pretty painful, painful enough he can't do some things, though it's not nerves or anything like that -- pain from the wound that will heal over time.

Thank goodness.

He cracked jokes and laughed this morning.

I have made arrangements to buy a 7 lb pork butt to make pulled pork out of.  There will be loads of left-overs, that can be included in the New Year's Eve posole. I have to find the right bag in which to brine it first.  Think, think, think.

Now I'm contemplating (low fat) eggnog and wondering, rum? bourbon? brandy? Before I am taken to task for even thinking low fat eggnog, Imma gonna say that the traditional very thick stuff isn't to the taste of either of us.  It covers up the flavor of the liquor for one thing.  For another, it's, well, thick, and neither of us care for that.

Christmas, please, please, please! is going to be lovely.  I have been looking forward to it.  I still have gift shopping to do though.  But it's been wet and nasty-dark the last couple of days.  Windy and cold too.  Today, it's all foggy.  And not that special and magical fog of New Orleans, for instance.  Clammy and mean, instead.

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