君子不器
Transatlantic Sixties (2013): “In his first novel, The Crying of Lot 49 (1966), trope of entropy, a crucial concept in Shannon’s Mathematical Theory of Communication and in Second Order cybernetics, provides the ground for questioning theories of communication, meaning production and actualization, and technologies of memory” (Iuli 246) Ehem…The Crying of Lot 49 was not…
Judging from the Cannes line-up and various other outlets it looks like a lot of good Asian films have come out in the past year or so. Must sees: 1. Parasite (2019), dir. Bong Joon-ho 2. The Wild Goose Lake (2019), dir. Diao Yinan 3. The Truth (2018), Dir. Hirokazu Kore-eda (2018 actually) 4. Long…
took this ages ago (2004?) while having lunch on a rooftop with my Japanese friend. Not sure what happened to the original, just have this badly shopped version left…
“Since the book’s first publication in 1978, “Orientalism” has become one of those words that shuts down conversation on liberal campuses, where no one wants to be accused of being “Orientalist” any more than they want to be called racist, sexist, homophobic, or transphobic. That “Orientalist” is now a commonly applied epithet is a tribute…
Just a very ex post facto post about my conference trip to Beijing last October. The conference was co-organized by my old prof, Dr. M, and Beijing Transnational Studies University on the topic of “Philosophy as World Lit.” So I arrived in Beijing somewhat late, a little after 9pm, and there was no one there…
“The first temples were built through the 20th century BCE lasted til around 1,700 BCE, when an earthquake destroyed most everything on the island, ending the Old Temple period. Minoans would stand resilient in the face of such devastation, as each city rebuilt their temple and life went on. Thus the New Temple period began…
Yes, could I quit just one considering I seem to have wired both together in my brain? Not because of the PTA movie by that name surely, but probably because we once indulged in these vices simultaneously…As a kid, coffee just meant my grandma’s percolated brew, a dark scalding hot liquid she’d consume in her…