nature is ancient
Mar. 25th, 2007 06:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
She sneaks up from behind/Come on, you deserve it!
"By writing about the bathhouse, Delany seeks not, he says, to 'romanticize that time into some cornucopia of sexual plenty,' but rather to break an 'absolutely sanctioned public silence' on questions of sexual practice, to reveal something that existed but had been suppressed. The point of Delany's description, indeed of his entire book, is to document the existence of those institutions in all their variety and multiplicity, to write about and thus to render historical what has hitherto been hidden from history. A metaphor of visibility as literal transparency is crucial to his project." (joan scott, 'experience')
I don't feel like tagging but please know I'm thinking of you and would like to know what books you're by.
Whoa, I'm done with my thesis! It's due the day after tomorrow. I need to write a paper on Arendt. I'm exhausted from staying up late last night at a debaucherous and very gay frat party. Hungry. Kind of incoherent, but filled with energy from the shifting light, blue skies all day thick clouds and now the slow slide of twilight. (And a beautiful hawk, cream-colored underbelly, swooping by me while I speeded up on the Taconic. Mmm, spring!)
"By writing about the bathhouse, Delany seeks not, he says, to 'romanticize that time into some cornucopia of sexual plenty,' but rather to break an 'absolutely sanctioned public silence' on questions of sexual practice, to reveal something that existed but had been suppressed. The point of Delany's description, indeed of his entire book, is to document the existence of those institutions in all their variety and multiplicity, to write about and thus to render historical what has hitherto been hidden from history. A metaphor of visibility as literal transparency is crucial to his project." (joan scott, 'experience')
I don't feel like tagging but please know I'm thinking of you and would like to know what books you're by.
Whoa, I'm done with my thesis! It's due the day after tomorrow. I need to write a paper on Arendt. I'm exhausted from staying up late last night at a debaucherous and very gay frat party. Hungry. Kind of incoherent, but filled with energy from the shifting light, blue skies all day thick clouds and now the slow slide of twilight. (And a beautiful hawk, cream-colored underbelly, swooping by me while I speeded up on the Taconic. Mmm, spring!)