When I was little, whenever I had a fever I would have recurring nightmares of giant waves. They would be cartoonishly huge tsunamis, big enough to swallow an entire city, and usually I would wake up just as they were towering over me, about to break. Sometimes I would actually get caught up in the… Continue reading Ride the Waves
Lots of people think that history is simply automatically generated by world events and catastrophes, and that it just sits out there in the ether waiting for some historian to write it down. In fact, our relationship with history is much more complicated. The historian is not a mere passive transcriber of events, but an… Continue reading The Shadow-Narratives
Post-Postmodern Pish 