So I finally did myself a favor by fracturing my blog. I realized that I stopped coming here because I couldn't stand trying to maintain a semblance of a whole, entire person/theme/idea/reality. So, anything related to work, finance, corporate America--that will be going over here from now on. As for now, this will resume being my personal place. My home away from the academy, and work. Though, as I sit here and listen to my "study" soundtrack that I spent countless nights listening to in coffee shops throughout berkeley, it's hard to find myself too far away. There's something very soothing about the sweeping nostalgia of a friday night at The Village Grounds, pouring over the words of Derrida, or Wolin, Wittgenstein, or Cavell, thinking to myself that this is it, these are the words I have been missing. And then I start to read Connolly (and his furthering of the idea of an accelerated democratic life) and I realize how slow I was at keeping up. But perha
Life after the Academy