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osprey_archerFinished my art history paper! You know, the one that I meant to do over spring break, oops. Nonetheless I am celebrating! I am making bacon for dinner!
With, you know, scrambled eggs and toast. Much as I love bacon, just bacon would be rather too much of a good thing.
I also have cranberry and chocolate chip scones, as Caitlin came over for tea this afternoon. Hopefully the scones will see me through the response to Homi Bhabha that I have to write. I don't suppose my professor will much approve of response that reads "I've read this twice and I don't know what the fuck Bhabha is talking about, and I don't think he does either."
I think Homi Bhabha does the writing equivalent of spatter-painting. He tosses "hybridity" and "ambiguity" and "liminality" on the page at random and then builds his arguments around the places where they land.
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Maybe I will make Enjolras spout some postcolonial theory in my story. (Like, for two lines. I don't intend to torture my readers.) Maybe then that class will feel slightly less like a black hole that is sucking away my soul.
Except if Enjolras is a fan of Homi Bhabha or Gayatri bloody Spivak, I may lose all respect for him as a person.
But I think Enjolras would like Fanon better. Or Cesaire. Cesaire has great moral clarity.
With, you know, scrambled eggs and toast. Much as I love bacon, just bacon would be rather too much of a good thing.
I also have cranberry and chocolate chip scones, as Caitlin came over for tea this afternoon. Hopefully the scones will see me through the response to Homi Bhabha that I have to write. I don't suppose my professor will much approve of response that reads "I've read this twice and I don't know what the fuck Bhabha is talking about, and I don't think he does either."
I think Homi Bhabha does the writing equivalent of spatter-painting. He tosses "hybridity" and "ambiguity" and "liminality" on the page at random and then builds his arguments around the places where they land.
***
Maybe I will make Enjolras spout some postcolonial theory in my story. (Like, for two lines. I don't intend to torture my readers.) Maybe then that class will feel slightly less like a black hole that is sucking away my soul.
Except if Enjolras is a fan of Homi Bhabha or Gayatri bloody Spivak, I may lose all respect for him as a person.
But I think Enjolras would like Fanon better. Or Cesaire. Cesaire has great moral clarity.
