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“(Animals) permeate our history and we theirs: tug at the threads and our stories, woven as they are into the same tightly knit tapestry, will not disentwine.”[i] Animals permeate my personal history. And as such, I love this quote by … Continue reading →

Beads and gossip. I never knew beads and gossip held so much history. Our readings this week expound the idea of a methodology of historical research in which natural science intersects with history and ideas of periodization, temporality and historic … Continue reading →

I’ll never forget the day I flew into Bangkok Thailand for the first time and what makes it memorable may be surprising. Sometimes when I fly into other countries and must go through customs, I feel like I, and my … Continue reading →

Yes, I know. It’s a math equation, to be precise, a physics equation. And Yes, I know it is strange to have a physics equation in a post on history. And Yes, I know, I better explain. This week’s readings … Continue reading →

  Today I’m going to start this post with the thought process of an over-tired graduate student during her initial study of Foucault’s “This is not a Pipe.” (However, I promise this is not a blog about “This is not a … Continue reading →

Last Fall I traveled to South Korea. And when I returned home, I could barely walk…and it wasn’t from the amount of ‘trekking’ around Seoul and Gwang Ju and the Yellow Sea that gave me the pain in my legs … Continue reading →

Have you ever seen cloth woven by a weaver on a hand loom? If you look closely you will see that it is made of of small threads interwoven with other threads. The threads are small, thin and seem fragile … Continue reading →

Have you ever seen cloth woven by a weaver on a hand loom? If you look closely you will see that it is made of of small threads interwoven with other threads. The threads are small, thin and seem fragile … Continue reading →

You know, there are advantages to being older. I usually wouldn’t say this; I like to be somewhat delusional about my age. You know the old cliche “You are as old as you feel.” Well….. on second thought, let’s not … Continue reading →

“Casting my eyes round I first saw her flying down out of the window. Distracted, I rushed down stairs; how, I know not;…When I discovered blood gushing out of her head or face, suffice it to say, I was completely … Continue reading →