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Monday, December 31, 2018

Year's Last Tweet

As always (not that I really tweet much of anything these days really),

ABBA New Year To You All!

As every year....

2018 turned out to be a better year than 2017 was for me personally, even if the first few months were something of rough patch, to say the least, but at least this New Year's doesn't feel like these last two did...

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Sunday, December 30, 2018

Sunday Walk

It felt quite cold this morning as we struck out into the neighborhood for our long walk and brunch at the Piedmont Avenue Cafe, but we soon enough felt hot under our layers in the sunlight. Morcom Rose Garden was even emptier than usual here between the big marquee holidays, but the ramshackle blooms were charming and all the lovelier for being sporadic. Water cascaded down the long stepped fountain to pool among pink petals, all for us. A beautiful day. Just discovered I'm teaching a second course this upcoming Spring, an undergraduate survey replicating my critical theory seminar more or less so the prep won't be too onerous. We can always use the money! For now, tho', I'm continuing to take it easy, binging science fiction and Hollywood musicals and Britsh detectives, reading a little intersectional feminism and snarky art criticism in the tub, what's not to like?

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Today's Random Wilde

Everything in moderation, including moderation.

Saturday, December 29, 2018

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Blame Disclaim

Friday, December 28, 2018

Today's Random Wilde

Most modern calendars mar the sweet simplicity of our lives by reminding us that each day that passes is the anniversary of some perfectly uninteresting event.

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Thinking About Resolutions...

DOCTOR: Run like hell, because you always need to. Laugh at everything, because it’s always funny.
CLARA: No. Stop it. You’re saying goodbye. Don’t say goodbye!
DOCTOR: Never be cruel and never be cowardly. And if you ever are, always make amends. CLARA: Stop it! Stop this. Stop it!
DOCTOR: Never eat pears. They’re too squishy and they always make your chin wet. That one’s quite important. Write it down.

Thursday, December 27, 2018

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Wednesday, December 26, 2018

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Tuesday, December 25, 2018

And What Have We Done

Spastic declarations of the end of hostilities here and the beginning of bombings there, without congressional consultation or approval or expert consensus or diplomatic support by our idiotic incompetent infantile Trumpublican id notwithstanding, this is yet another Christmas in wartime, lived in dangerous destructive denial of the many wars being illegally, immorally, catastrophically waged in our names for plunder, for power, for poll numbers in Afghanistan, Pakistan, Somalia, Uganda, Syria, Yemen, Libya, and elsewhere, right now, and across the planetary archipelago of military bases and at our many (imaginary) borders in militarized prisons and detention centers and carceralized social spaces throughout the nation as the colored lights twinkle and smiling puppies tinkle, and the slogans robotically exhort us on to buy, buy, buy! As every year, a dumb numb contrarian thought:

Monday, December 24, 2018

Hark, the Herald Fugelsang

I know, I know. I do these every year. I know.

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Christmas Effects by Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick

As every year on this day, a remembrance for a scholar who mattered to me when it mattered quite a lot:
What’s “queer?” Here’s one train of thought about it. The depressing thing about the Christmas season -- isn’t it? -- is that it’s the time when all the institutions are speaking with one voice. The Church says what the Church says. But the State says the same thing: maybe not (in some ways it hardly matters) in the language of theology, but in the language the State talks: legal holidays, long school hiatus, special postage stamps, and all. And the language of commerce more than chimes in, as consumer purchasing is organized ever more narrowly around the final weeks of the calendar year, the Dow Jones aquiver over Americans’ “holiday mood.” The media, in turn, fall in triumphally behind the Christmas phalanx: ad-swollen magazines have oozing turkeys on the cover, while for the news industry every question turns into the Christmas question -- Will hostages be free for Christmas? What did that flash flood or mass murder (umpty-ump people killed and maimed) do to those families’ Christmas? And meanwhile, the pairing “families/Christmas” becomes increasingly tautological, as families more and more constitute themselves according to the schedule, and in the endlessly iterated image, of the holiday itself constituted in the image of "the" family.

The thing hasn’t, finally, so much to do with propaganda for Christianity as with propaganda for Christmas itself. They all -- religion, state, capital, ideology, domesticity, the discourses of power and legitimacy -- line up with each other so neatly once a year, and the monolith so created is a thing one can come to view with unhappy eyes. What if instead there were a practice of valuing the ways in which meanings and institutions can be at loose ends with each other? What if the richest junctures weren’t the ones where everything means the same thing? -- Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick, Tendencies, Duke University Press, 1993, pp. 5-6

My Favorite Christmas Movie

Sunday, December 23, 2018

Sunday Walk

Cool but sunny day to walk in... reindeer antlers on the heads of staff at our favorite diner on Piedmont Avenue... unusually quiet at Mountain View Cemetery among little white lights twining trunks and rooflines... a beautiful cheerful quiet day with Eric... Amor Mundi is on autopilot a bit, even more than it has been for the last few years, I might as well be a bot posting Barbara Lee tweets and traditional (for me) holiday links amidst sporadic reports of holiday reading (still enjoying Ann Russo's Feminist Accountability, now supplemented with Gary Indiana's Vile Days anthology of Village Voice art columns from the 80s right before I discovered his writing way back when)... things are feeling pretty good for a change, especially so long as I do not devote sustained attention to the idiotic inept criminal cruelties of the Trumpublican white-skinned evangelical greedhead shits.

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Saturday, December 22, 2018

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Friday, December 21, 2018

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Thursday, December 20, 2018

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Vacation, Reading

Just finished "On A Red Station, Drifting," the third of Aliette de Bodard's Xuya universe novellas. I found it quite good (though the sfnal Holmes and Watsonian "Tea Master and the Detective" remains my favorite so far), and like the Xuya universe more than the (also gripping) Acatl works. Very pleased to find many more Xuya tales, links, and more background here. Just started Ann Russo's Feminist Accountability: Disrupting Violence and Transforming Power. Already found usefully pithy and concise this formulation from the Intro: "[F]eminists [must] move from a politics of inclusion (come join us on our terms) or saving (we'll come save you so that you can be more like us) to a politics of accountability (we work in solidarity, recognizing that our lives are interconnected and that we are responsible for the shape of that interconnection)." As intersectional critique (Lorde, Combahee, Haraway) looms ever larger in my critical theory survey it's nice to find ways of weaving the language of violence critique and anti-violence work that I've already been teaching (via Fanon, Arendt, and Judith Butler) for so long right into this pedagogy.

Wednesday, December 19, 2018

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Not Wrong

Tuesday, December 18, 2018

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Sunday, December 16, 2018

Sunday Balk

A gray wet and blustery day -- not to mention a gritty-jittery migraine for Eric -- have nixed our Sunday brunch and walk for today -- but with teaching days behind me (or more to the point five weeks ahead of me) a vista of weekdays is opening wide for a later stroll and breakfast so I'm taking it all in stride... Reading Aliette de Bodard's "Citadel of Weeping Pearls," sipping tea, listening to the raindrops fall on the ivy leaves outside the bedroom window, scratching a spoiled purring cat's chin and not paying the news a split second's attention apart from my daily dollop of Barbara Lee.

Saturday, December 15, 2018

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Friday, December 14, 2018

Grades Turned In So... Xanadu!

It's been a long time since finishing grading left me with the energy and spirit to celebrate, but today I return to an old Amor Mundi grade-finishing ritual (sans the pink champagne and Cherry Garcia ice-cream, in neither of which do I partake any longer in my new lean however superannuated frame):

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Thursday, December 13, 2018

The Zinger

Greg Sargent has the zinger: Two years in, "[t]he case against Trump’s corruption and criminality is getting built & his border wall isn’t." I can't say I was particularly thrilled with the American, all too American bloodlust of Obama's own zinger, two year's in -- namely “Osama Bin Laden is dead & General Motors is alive” -- but it is easy to see which one is the winner and which one is the loser. You know, nearly two years ago I already complained that "I suspect that finding it simultaneously equally impossible to believe Trump will and also will not be impeached day after day is driving nearly every intelligent person quite mad right now." If anything, that feeling of madness is now more acute than ever. Trump and McConnell both seem to be unraveling a bit here at year's end -- it will be interesting to see whether Mueller and Pelosi and others can provoke Trump into fatal errors that empower Democrats to halt the worst abuses now and make a compelling case for a 2020 transfer of power for rising Millennials and dwindling Xers to fully join forces and begin cleaning up the mess of the sociopathic Boomers before the climate endgame takes its fully genocidal/suicidal course. Working for that outcome, sometimes hopelessly, sometimes hopefully...

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Wednesday, December 12, 2018

The New Ew

New tech is old scams all the way down.

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Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Grading, Grating

Two stragglers have handed in their papers, six stragglers remain as the hours to the deadline go pit-pat in the glass, always always always the straggler struggle at the end...

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Monday, December 10, 2018

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The Wait For the Eight

Eight stragglers, grading deadline looms, we'll see...

Sunday, December 09, 2018

Sunday Walk

We took our long walk through Mountain View after our weekly brunch at the Piedmont Avenue Cafe under a brisk blue bowl of sky, red maple and yellow ginkgo leaves shimmering in the light cold autumnal breath like elven magic. Nearly fifty final papers and projects and reading notebooks and peer editing workshop worksheets are done, stacked in piles like the monolith from 2001... Ten students have yet to hand in their final projects and so it is the usual fraught waiting game -- do they submit before my grading deadline and pass or nah? Fingers crossed: I want every single student to do well this year, for once! As happens most years I've got a bit of a cold, and was probably deferring it the last few weeks through by means of straight-up dumb grim grit-teethed denial, and so have spent no small part of my grading marathon sessions these last few days under blankets and amidst mounds of wadded kleenix.

Saturday, December 08, 2018

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Friday, December 07, 2018

Grading Grading

...the goal is to get one-third through today... ...looks like I just may make it... ...on and on it goes...

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Thursday, December 06, 2018

This Is Us

Grading Grading Grading...

...and the late papers are still pouring in!

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Wednesday, December 05, 2018

...Le Deluge

Fall's last lecture took place yesterday, another wonderful symposium of student work, quite uplifting and even fun I must say. And now I contemplate a stack of papers, workshop worksheets, peer edits, late midterms, reading notebooks, for sixty students or so. This stack will be my constant companion for many days to come, growing only larger as students with extensions add their contributions to the pile. Here goes!

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Tuesday, December 04, 2018

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Monday, December 03, 2018

Last Day First

Last lectures today in my critical theory undergraduate survey and my digital anti-democracy courses -- lots of loose ends in the one, not sure how everything will tie together all told, symposium of student work in the other, should be more fun. Feel as though I have been teaching on fumes for weeks, raw and ready for a little time off once the grading avalanche is behind me.

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Sunday, December 02, 2018

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Saturday, December 01, 2018

Calm Before The Storm

Cool, gray, wet afternoon. Winter in the Bay Area. Swept the patio and drank in the blanket of pine needles and strips of eucalyptus bark scattered across the damp aggregate concrete like a fragrant resin tea waking me into a dreamworld, as I sweep sweep sweep the rough embedded pebbles and shells beneath my feet. For the rest of the day I'm trying to fit lecture notes for all the texts left over from my syllabus after all the expurgations imposed by holidays and wildfire days and the rest, some of my most cherished texts in fact, Audre Lorde, Combahee, Judith Butler, Donna Haraway, Aldo Leopold... It's a lot to expect students to have read anything for the final day, what with all the writing I am asking them to be doing at this point, and I am going to be bombarding them with new material on the last day, just to tie up all the loose threads that remain. Not that my students are likely to feel the need for this major cleanup operation, not that they are likely to thank me when after all-nighters and ramifying deadlines in other classes I drone on and on the last day through while other instructors will be letting them out early no doubt. But the class has an argument to complete and I am going to do my best to complete it, whether they are alive to it or not. Three courses means sixty unique students this term, give or take, and that's a hell of a lot of papers and reading journals and peer-edits to slog through in not so very much time given my own deadlines. And I have yet to begin the fraught season of missed deadlines, facile excuses (all of which I accept, recalling once being a student myself after all), cheerleading and cajoling them past the finish line at the last possible second, some of them.

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And, a reminder:

Friday, November 30, 2018

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Wednesday, November 28, 2018

A Green New Deal

A lot of people are talking about Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez's Green New Deal -- mostly in the loose way they are talking about everything related to Alexandria Ocasio-Cortez these days -- so maybe they should read it. Very commendable if preliminary, captures the urgency and the promise of climate change reasonably well (especially loving those ten-year deadlines).

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Tuesday, November 27, 2018

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Monday, November 26, 2018

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Sunday, November 25, 2018

Where We Are

Sunday Walk And What Comes After...

Mid-term grading and then a couple of weeks of toxic wildfire smoke kept us from our weekly Sunday walk nearly a month... Today, tho', we went to our favorite diner on Piedmont Avenue for brunch for the first time in weeks and then walked to the Morcom Amphitheater of Roses to see if any blooms remain after a long month of fall weekends away. It was a miracle of fading but splendid flowers in the place, especially reds and yellows, and all the fountains spilling their songs... The gray fog burned away in the early afternoon light, the sky a blazing blue bowl stirring sweet autumnal breezes. There were children screaming cheerfully like sleigh-bells and playing tag among the paths this afternoon. Next week I've got a writing workshop on schedule, then symposia of student presentations of work on their final projects, then I'll be jurying submissions for next term in the Diego Rivera gallery -- none of this requires very much prep from me, but it's a bit of a roulette spin: unless the students are energetic and collegial and prepared these workshopping and peer-participation events can get pretty frustrating and grim, but when the students are even the least bit in the spirit of the thing it can be a string of stunning revelations leaving everybody feeling great about their work, the course, even the world. Fingers crossed!

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Saturday, November 24, 2018

Holding Out Hope But Not Holding My Breath...

Since everybody knows the Trump administration cynically released a catastrophic report on climate change the day after Thanksgiving to limit exposure to its contents, wouldn't it be great if the media trumpeted the report wall to wall on Monday to demonstrate they won't be manipulated so obviously about matters of grave important informing the public of which is literally their primary mission as an embattled institution attacked daily by the very same administration indulging in these Orwellian shenanigans in the first place?

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Friday, November 23, 2018

So, A Day Off

Took my first complete day off in ages... slept, grazed on snacks, polished off some fun recent sf by Kim Stanley Robinson and Aliette de Bodard, didn't look at e-mail, and generally loved life. Tonight we'll probably watch LOTR and/or holiday baking shows on Demand and get high while Penny strives for our attention with cat antics. This year began as bleakly as any I can remember, but I am beginning to hope it may be ending, ascending.

Thursday, November 22, 2018

"A Thanksgiving Prayer"

As every year (less thrilled about this than in years past, I must say, but the anti'murcan vitriol is still stirring to the heart)...

Every Year I Do These Things...

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Wednesday, November 21, 2018

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Tuesday, November 20, 2018

Today's Random Wilde

I have grown tired of the articulate utterances of men and things.

Teaching Day

Back into the City today, smoke or no smoke. Not sure how many students will make it given the proximity of the holiday and the atmospheric excuse available to all, but we'll be screening Otomo's "Roujin Z" which should be enormous fun, while also tying up loose ends, student presentations, and such. The last two weeks of the term look to be a slog, glad to have taken in a deep if poisonous breath yesterday because I'm a burned out husk running on fumes and ready to sleep for a week...

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Monday, November 19, 2018


We are breathing human tragedies. Classes cancelled due to the smoke. Suddenly scrapping my lesson plans for errands. Weird energy in the air.

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Sunday, November 18, 2018


For the second week in a row, smoke from nearby wildfires has kept us from our Sunday brunch and stroll. The afternoon is an orange haze burning away a thin white morning fog of dust. I've been coughing all week, but given my, er, history it's the nosebleeds that are the most terrorizing. The smoke keeps Eric at the edge of his migraine on top of everything else. The air we are breathing is a poisonous cloud of human tragedies... My class could conceivably be canceled Monday (school shut down both Thursday and Friday but those are not teaching days for me), but we are approaching the chaos of end of term and students are already falling off the edges of the map and deadlines are getting plucked like violin strings. Thanksgiving is the furthest thing from my mind, hoping the holiday break in three weeks will bring a measure of relief...

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Saturday, November 17, 2018

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Friday, November 16, 2018

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Mundi Muster! Extinguish the Slavery of Incarcerated Firefighters in California

Sign This Color of Change Petition:
Wildfires are raging across northern and southern California, and have killed at least 44 people since the most recent wildfires started. Over the past year, the fires have caused over $1 billion in damage to property and nearly 7,000 homes and buildings have been destroyed. These wildfires have also had a big impact on California's incarcerated population who have risked their lives fighting wildfires-- two inmates have already been killed this year in the line of duty.And the incarcerated workers fighting these fires are making as little as $1/hour.

Incarcerated firefighters, not protected under any work safety regulations, often return from fighting fires with broken ankles, arms, burns, and suffering from extreme exhaustion. Fighting fires is backbreaking labor and in the state of California, many people who are doing this work have been forced. The common refrain from proponents of the program is that it is completely voluntary--but inmates often face disciplinary action if they refuse to participate. To make matters worse, many of the prisoners doing this work are women, most of whom are mothers, and children. The California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation (CDCR) boasted in July that over 2,000 incarcerated adults and 58 incarcerated youth were fighting fires. Mothers and children often choose to take on this dangerous work because they are told that it could accelerate their release date and get them back with their families by earning “good behavior, ” but it usually results in just a mere two days off a sentence. On top of all of this, incarcerated firefighters can't even get jobs as firefighters once they are released from prison--because they have felony records.

The CalFire program is not a mutually beneficial exchange, it's a ruthless exploitation of forced, deadly, and essentially unpaid labor. That's why we're calling on the CDCR to end the practice of employing children to fight fires, ensure that incarcerated firefighters receive the same wage as firefighters who aren't incarcerated and that a pathway is created for them to have a real job on the outside.

This is the message we'll send to the California Department of Corrections and Rehabilitation and Governor Jerry Brown: Here is the Petition:
We're calling on you to end the practice of employing children to fight fires, ensure that incarcerated workers in the CalFire firefighter program receive the same wage as firefighters who aren't incarcerated, and that a pathway is created for prisoners working as firefighters while in prison to be able to to do the same job once they are free.

Wednesday, November 14, 2018

Today's Random Wilde

Psycholog­y is in its infancy, as a science. I hope in the interests of Art, it will always remain so.

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And while we're on the subject of Barbara Lee, I ferociously endorse this sentiment as well:

Mundi Muster! Demand House Democrats Investigate Voter Suppression

I'm telling House Democrats to investigate voter suppression and save Black political power! I'm joining Color Of Change to demand Democrats use their new majority in the House of Representatives to open investigations into voter suppression. This year we saw widespread suppression of voters in Black communities and other communities of color, and it's time we fight back! Color of Change Petition

Tuesday, November 13, 2018

Mundi Muster! Barbara Lee Speaks For Me Daily

Sunday, November 11, 2018

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Saturday, November 10, 2018

Good Question for Governor-Elect Newsom:

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Friday, November 09, 2018

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Yes We Cannabis

Thursday, November 08, 2018

Today's Random Wilde

Le mystère de l'amour est plus grand que le mystère de la mort.

Ned to Beto...

Not a prediction, inasmuch as the mode of prophesy, popular tho' it may be, is even more idiotic in the field of long-term political prognostication than it is in the field of futurological flim-flammery -- still, it seems to me entirely as plausible to imagine Beto O'Rourke as the governor of a Texas as purplish as Virginia presently is twelve years from his impressively close loss this week as to observe Ned Lamont become governor-elect of the Connecticut that did not elect him over the vile "Independent" Joe Lieberman in a comparably high-profile election twelve years ago. That "twelve years ago" feels like a literal eye-blink to me, by the way.

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Wednesday, November 07, 2018

MundiMuster! Sign SPLC's Petition

November 07, 2018
Last night, Americans shifted the balance of power in the House of Representatives, creating a Democratic majority. The new Congress now holds the responsibility to take a stand for civil and human rights. Here are four immediate steps Congress must take to put America back on the right track. Add your name in support.
1. Reauthorize and Strengthen the Voting Rights Act. Congress must enact a new Voting Rights Act to ensure fair elections and unfettered access to the ballot for everyone.
2. Investigate America’s resurgent white supremacist movement. President Trump’s role in electrifying the white supremacist movement cannot be ignored. Congress must hold hearings to investigate the rise in hate and extremism in this country and on possible solutions.
3. Stop the Trump deportation machine. The Trump administration is operating an inhumane deportation machine that rips families apart, terrorizes communities, and flouts due process and American values. Congress must hold the administration accountable for its abuses and enact sensible reforms to our broken immigration system.
4. Stop the Census from being rigged. By including a question about citizenship, the Trump administration wants to use the decennial Census as a weapon of intimidation against immigrants, one that would distort the results. Congress must take steps to stop this scheme.

Hot Take-O-Matic Redux

This yields the impression -- and I think this squares with the feelings many are experiencing this morning -- of a divided result, almost a wash, and hence a disappointment. That the highest-profile contests, Abrams, Gillum, and O'Rourke seem to have gone the Republicans' way may buttress that sense of disappointment especially here and now, as the results remain raw, and the criminality in Georgia (and elsewhere) and the megaphoned racism in Florida and Georgia (and elsewhere) are especially demoralizing and enraging. The brutal Senate result this cycle (which I have been worrying about since well before 2016) is enormously consequential since Trump will use it to continue his ongoing reactionary dismantlement of the courts on which we will depend so much in the next years to implement voting reforms and maintain tattered but vital environmental and healthcare regulations and supports. But Democrats won the House, the repudiation was geographically widespread in ways that suggest the 2016 Presidential result did not portend the loss of a nationally viable electoral coalition even as it also confirmed (to those who needed such confirmation) that the white supremacy that has shaped the entire history of this nation continues to do so in ways that always undermine and now imperil our notionally and yet aspirationally democratic tendency. Democrats now can put a check on the worst impulses of Trump-era Republicans, and will also provide a foil for Trump to demagogue in his run for re-election -- which he would have done anyway, but don't doubt for a second he can win re-election in this racist country with such methods. Like W, Trump's election was something of a fluke, but his re-election would not be. Notice that even in the terms of the hot take-o-matic, Democratic House gains are actually on the cusp between a good result and a wave, suggesting the better night for Democrats than Republicans this mid-term actually represented. A lot of truly vile figures went down and others felt vulnerable as they have not before. Medicaid expansion, felon re-enfranchisement, medical and recreational cannabis legalization, protections for queers, minimum wage increases, progressive voter reforms won across many states, making life a bit better for many here and now and setting virtuous forces loose to redress anti-democratic gerrymandering and voter disenfranchisement schemes. Because Democrats won, government is coming to better reflect the diverse reality of our lived nation, with historic victories for women, black folks, queers, native Americans, young people and others. This night was not a mixed result, but an overall victory amidst real defeats. We can fight on from here, when with a worse result we might not have done. Too many of those who seem utterly demoralized must have formed unrealistic expectations about the structural disadvantages the Resistance overcame to win last night, and too many seem to me to underestimate just how entrenched white supremacy is -- perhaps it is a good thing that the result was mixed enough and ugly enough that privileged straight white "progressives" couldn't just retreat back into their comfortable shells and idiotic "post-racial" America and "lean in" white feminist stasis narratives. Here's hoping the stealth-reactionary tech-fetishization that has so long undermined left discourse is truly on the wane in the aftermath of facebook and google and amazon shenanigans. Here's hoping fewer people will fall for berniebrocialist purity-cabaret next time around (and that people of genuine socialist conviction will organize with environmentalist BDS work and prison abolition work and gun regulation work and union organizing work and on-the-ground disability activism and real support for undocumented folks and asylum seekers rather than pretend sniping at voting on social media is some kind of revolutionary activity), and people of and adjacent to the Resistance will vote and do more than vote through the next couple of years and the next few hundred crises soon to come. Trump is already behaving like he is fully aware that he is in a fight for his life... and the democratizing, diversifying, secularizing, planetizing majority must understand that we are in a fight for our lives too. We are all we have. I, for one, am much more encouraged than not and feel ready to rumble.

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Tuesday, November 06, 2018

Take Octavia Butler into the Voting Booth

“Choose your leaders with wisdom and forethought.
To be led by a coward is to be controlled by all that the coward fears.
To be led by a fool is to be led by the opportunists who control the fool.
To be led by a thief is to offer up your most precious treasures to be stolen.
To be led by a liar is to ask to be told lies.
To be led by a tyrant is to sell yourself and those you love into slavery.”
― Octavia E. Butler, Parable of the Talents

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Monday, November 05, 2018

"These Are The Bad Time"

Daily inner monologue...

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Long Teaching Day

Work kept Eric and I away from our brunch and stroll this weekend, and I miss the bolstering respite now, going in to my long teaching day today: William Burroughs and Valerie Solanas this afternoon in critical theory. In the past this has always been a fun lecture and often a freewheeling discussion, but I'm feeling burned out from mid-term grading marathons the last three weekends in a row and the imminently upcoming last-chance-to-stop-the-Nazis election stakes tomorrow, so my heart is really not at all in it today. Worksopping final papers in my digital anti-democratization course, final projects ramping up in all three courses, which tends to mean a bit less lecture prep time and far more one-on-one time with students veering from disengaged to desperate...

Saturday, November 03, 2018

Captain, My Captain!

Still Grading

Spent much of the day grading yesterday and today looks to be much the same. A bit of a drag, the way the papers keep coming on and on and on like that. Lovely, tho', to be out in the dappled autumnal light of the patio, a breeze rustling at the stack of papers. Also, a cup of echinacea and a florid curl of steam: A cough and a scratchy throat is worrying me a bit -- my long teaching day Monday is plenty tough already without a cold ladled out on top of it. Feeling sick with nervousness about the upcoming election and the baldness of the GOP Base bid to rancid bigotry and the way the deplorables are practically smacking their lips at the prospect of bloodletting. So so so many Nazis in this country, and it was ever so. Fingers crossed there's a turning of the tide sufficient to break past the disenfranchisement, gerrymandering, misinformation, shenanigans, and reflect the verdict of the rising secularizing diversifying planetizing majority... before, if it's not already, too late.

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Friday, November 02, 2018


Another day given over entirely to grading today. And I doubt I'll finish, even so. Lecture prep for next week is already a bit fraught with so much time given to slogging the swamp (as it were, actually the latest avalanche has some good papers in it): looking forward to the lessening lecture load next term (tho' I'll definitely miss the money), since the pace of fall has equaled the ferocity of the summer intensives preceding it I've been teaching so much for so long my nerves are truly fraying. (And of course the endless various trumpnomena aren't helping.)

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Thursday, November 01, 2018

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Democrats As The Party of Freedom

I like Mike Konczal quite a lot (a shared affinity for the late pragmatic theorist Richard Rorty may be part of that) and I appreciated this rhetorical program he had a hand in for a re-invigorated Democratic Party more equal to the peril and promise of our moment and the rising diversifying secularizing planetizing majority that needs a better partisan instrument to implement our vision of the common good and redress our many legitimate grievances. Quite a lot of the message here is yet another effort to articulate a "positive" conception of liberty against the facile "negative" conception beloved of libertarians (of the market and cyber varieties especially), a return to the New Deal vision of The Four Freedoms yet again. At least this time around, the familiar refrains (and they are not wrong for being familiar) are woven ever-more insistently into the emancipatory anti-white supremacist anti-patriarchal history and urgency of abolition democracy (prison-poverty-pollution abolition), even if even this more radical language is not yet as radical as my own would be, seeking as it does to mobilize a diverse diffuse continent-scaled nationally-viable electoral coalition. The whole piece is at TPM:
With the current political system in turmoil, we face a generational opportunity to redefine liberalism and the Democratic Party. Over the last decade, once-fringe arguments about how we organize our economy and society, and on whose behalf, have moved into the mainstream. Today, vocal and powerful progressive constituencies are pushing the spectrum of these debates well beyond the status quo...

With Trump’s ascendance to the head of their party, Republicans moved towards the past, the jingoistic, and the nativist. But liberals need to move left not only to match the Right. They need to move because the ideological assumptions controlling liberalism over the past decade have collapsed, as we’ll outline in this essay, leaving people searching for new alternatives, which we’ll also describe. Progressives now have an opportunity to propose not just a new set of policies, but a new set of values... [W]e believe there is a clear organizing principle that provides a path forward: freedom. And history provides a guide.

From abolition to the fight against segregation and Jim Crow, from women’s suffrage to the fight for women’s liberation, from the establishment of the minimum wage to the push for democracy in the workplace and greater protection from economic insecurity, a vibrant and critical element of progressive movements has always been freedom. Throughout our nation’s history, we have fought both ideological and actual battles over the definition of freedom, how it is achieved, and for whom it is offered. These have gone hand-in-hand with fights over how we structure our economy and who it serves.

We can take this moment to expand the idea of what what it means to be truly free. Progressives can reclaim a long history of American political thought that ties economic power to political and personal freedom. We can demonstrate that progressive economic policy is essential to creating the conditions in which individuals can have agency and power over their lives.

To accomplish this, liberals need to embrace three key ideas and goals:

Guarantee the public provisioning of truly universal goods.

Ensure a level and quality of jobs that provide autonomy and dignity.

Curb corporate power.

These three commitments, we believe, are essential to structuring an economy in which Americans across gender, geography, race and class can thrive. Our vision is rooted in the idea that our economy should indeed entitle individuals to life, liberty and pursuit of happiness. It harkens back to an older version of the Democratic Party, lead by such presidents as Franklin Roosevelt and Lyndon Johnson, that recognized that the government can be used as a tool that secures this freedom.

This essay is not meant to give the specific agenda, full of bullet points and specific budgetary projections. It instead sets boundaries and provides a compass.

Wednesday, October 31, 2018

Rachel Maddow Has A Word For Our Fellow Californians

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Tuesday, October 30, 2018

Hot Take-O-Matic for Next Week

If the title seems entirely snarky, the truth is I will indeed use this, or something much like it, as a horizon within the terms of which to initially assess the result.

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Monday, October 29, 2018

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Sunday, October 28, 2018

Sunday Walk

Fitful night's sleep left me exhausted today -- after our brunch at the Piedmont Cafe we decided on a shorter less demanding stroll through St. Mary's Cemetery this time around, a smaller, quieter space with fewer steep hills to scale or grand monuments to goggle at. Dappled light, rustling green, a late flurry of balloon-red blooms. Devoting the rest of the afternoon to lecture prep. We'll be screening John Carpenter's "They Live" in my undergraduate critical theory survey tomorrow, then we'll be finishing up last week's singularity discussion, leading into neoreactionary accelerationism, platform co-ops (and a little Mondragon), antitrust and public options for publishing, access, rating, and search, and finally the season of "regrets" from tech-leaders this last few months or so. The movie is usually fun to discuss and I have lots to say on the tech-topics coming up afterward, so everything should go well enough. I've been grading papers this weekend, and another load of them arrive this week to swamp me under again -- no days off last week, none this week either, it's a bit relentless, but next term will be more relaxed so I suppose I am paying for that now. A few more weeks and it'll be end of term symposia and workshops and less prep for me, thank goodness. For now, I'm really wading the waters. Distracts me a bit from the headlines, though, which is a mercy.

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Quite So

Saturday, October 27, 2018

Voting Rights Are on the Ballot in Thirteen States

Your Lips, Goddess' Ears

Hope springs eternal.

Midterms Are A Referendum on Trump

All these gross fascist rallies made it plain what he wanted, but only now with Trump's outrageous response these last few days to the bombs sent by an online-radicalized MAGAminion to high-profile Trump critics and now his "bad hair day" joking in the face of an anti-semitic mass-murder have finally ensured the result he wanted: the midterms will be read as a referendum on Trumpism. They always were and he knew it and that's why he wanted it this way. But Goddess help us all if he comes to see the result as a "win" on these terms. Hell, heaven help us if he loses and defies the result who knows how...

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"The Stakes Are Dire"

Josh Marshall:
I have mentioned several times in recent days my anxiety about the election less than two weeks from now, one that is caused less by my sense of the likely outcome than the gravity of the stakes involved.... 2016 can be seen as a fluke. A series of perfect storm factors coming together to make Donald Trump President with a minority of the popular vote and razor thin margins in three critical states. 2018, if it’s a winning election for the Republicans, will be a choice. A ratification of everything we’ve seen over the last two years. That will be a reality we’ll all have to contend with for what it says about the state of the country. It will send a signal abroad that this is now the American political reality and unquestionably accelerate all the geo-political processes Trump has spurred or which drove him to the White House in the first place. Domestically the impact will be worse. The political message will be simple: you can do all this stuff and suffer no political consequences. It goes without saying that the climate of violent incitement against the press will accelerate. The President’s ability and willingness to protect himself and his loyalists from the law will grow and be treated as normal. It is difficult to imagine he won’t find a way to end the Mueller probe. At the end of the day, the only real restraint on officeholders isn’t norms or even laws. It’s elections.
What we're seeing with Trump's GOP is white supremacy and white supremacy is the furthest thing from a "fluke": it defines American history as much as any other single factor and more than most. But, yeah, girl, I kinda sorta see what you mean and we're all there, feeling the stress strobing like a pulse as the days to the election grow short. HRC should have won and nearly did and won a sizable majority of the vote, and some of the worst excesses, the Court shenanigans and immigration crimes and abandonment of international agreements would not have taken place under HRC, tho' to be honest I'm not sure Republicans majorities would not have tried to impeach Clinton by now for who knows what kind of trumped up nonsense yielding something close to the same shit-show we now face soon enough. It's all true, though, what he says. If Dems don't regain the House and enough governnor's mansions to put a check on the latest white supremacist formation of the GOP (not to mention its cruelty, sexism, homophobia, climate-change denialism, macroeconomic illiteracy, belligerence, gun-nuttery, stubborn stupid parochial death-dealing greedhead anti-intellectualism) Trump will treat it as an endorsement, a mandate, an excuse to unleash his worst authoritarian impulses. The world will rightly abandon America as an unreliable partner and fascism's spread will accelerate under the amplifying pressures of climate change beyond help or hope. It remains to be seen what a best-case outcome and its break on this runaway anti-democratizing Trump train can accomplish even if we win... Trump will likely be brazen, Dems will likely be overcautious, the left base is prone to demoralization after an exhausting couple of years of rage and fear, and the stakes in two years will either be higher than they are even now... or by then the election won't quite matter at all and people will be wondering if it's years too late to make an escape plan. In the longer term, demographics suggest revolutionary possibilities, and the realities of climate catastrophe demand revolutionary adaptations. But it feels like this election tells me whether or not I get to live to see those changes or must live through and probably die in a pointless torment of fascist violence and social upheaval first instead as the clock winds down and the Greenhouse storms arise in earnest. 

Friday, October 26, 2018

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One Book Leads To Another...

Kim Stanley Robinson's Red Moon arrived on my doorstep the very day I finished John Scalzi's The Consuming Fire (exactly the enjoyable romp I was hoping for, even if it feels a bit like reading the Binti novellas did, like reading a marvelous longer work in progress pretending to be stand-alones in real-time). Perfect timing for the new arrival, already a couple chapters in I sense the scope of the Robinsonian cathedral of characters and themes I have wandered into... Sad to say, paper grading and lecture prep are swallowing up almost all the free reading time I might set aside for myself these next few weeks.

The Phony "Caravan Crisis" Is Trump's (Latest) Reichstag Fire

Greg Sargent:
President Trump is now in the process of revealing to the country that his agenda on the signature issue that he believes got him elected is a complete and abject failure. This was inevitable, because — and this is also being unmasked for all to see right now — that agenda rests on a foundation of lies. We are now learning that Trump, who is in rage over the Central American migrants straggling their way through Mexico, may declare a national security emergency in order to completely close down the southern border to Central American asylum seekers. It is perfectly legal for people to present themselves at the border and seek asylum. [emphasis added. --d] But according to The Post, the White House is considering an “executive order” that “would suspend that provision and bar Central Americans as a matter of national security” ...  The idea that the migrant “caravan” represents an emergency for the U.S. is absurd. Estimates from Mexican authorities indicate that the caravan, which remains over 900 miles away, has already dramatically dwindled in size, and is now mostly made up of destitute families who are traveling with children and living off of food supplied by people along the way. Indeed, the very fact that Trump has had to lie relentlessly about the caravan’s makeup — he has claimed it is infiltrated by criminals and terrorists, which is utterly false — itself neatly illustrates that it does not present the emergency he and Republicans have hyped into existence. The backdrop to this is an even bigger lie — Trump’s constant suggestion that the border is overrun by undocumented immigrant invaders. In fact, illegal crossings are substantially lower than the levels in recent years. To turn this fake emergency into fodder for a closing campaign message, Trump and Republicans have layered additional lies on top of all those other ones: Democrats orchestrated the caravan; Democrats want to give undocumented immigrants cars and support open borders; and so on.... This is Trump’s Reichstag fire. Not in the sense that Trump is Hitler, but rather in the more general way this term is sometimes used: Trump is perverting imagery of a real event to create a false narrative about what is happening and why; to justify his chosen response to it; and to manipulate public opinion toward other ends...

Thursday, October 25, 2018

Today's Random Wilde

Starvation, and not sin, is the parent of modern crime.

Grading, Grating

The inevitable headline, I know. Spent much of yesterday dealing with administrivia -- the forms I fill, the hoops I jump, the extra hours and meetings and tasks keep accumulating each year every year more and more and more the more administrators get hired to do what that isn't teaching in a school is quite something to experience. Papers pouring in past midterm, and I'll be grading in any spare pockets of time I can find in between my bouts of obsessive lecture prep (to compensate for the imposture syndrome I inevitably feel when I am not feeling my equally undermining burned out has-been husk syndrome instead). I'll be a bit dug under for the next couple three weeks, I fear. Nice distraction from the internal tea-kettle scream of anxiety occasioned by relentlessly rising-fascistic headlines as the last-chance midterm election draws, as it were, nigh.

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