I’m writing to you under the sign of amity because that’s really what I’m after, what I want to perform anew through my writing, amity as an ontological condition for the multiple-loving relations that I am interested in cultivating.
But what exactly can words do?
I’ve been sitting on your letter for over two months now. To be honest, it made me feel very uncomfortable...
I'm writing you with the hopes of establishing connection.
Part essay, part book review, part SOS, this blogpost looks to Anand Pandian's new book for an anthropology of ethics after knowledge.
I hope to update you on what I have been up to since then and to seek your counsel on my current predicament: the anthropology of ethics.
I had a pretty major epiphany a little over a month ago, one of those intellectual biography milestones that throws you pacing around...
... after reflecting on why a past self of mine would want to call my dialogical presence into being, I found that this too makes sense.
Is the blog a confession, the public a parent, a priest, a pastor? In this blog post, I hope to do some reflecting on my blogging practice.
Here, I offer a rough sketch of two competing practices of reading—scopophilic reading and aural reading—through intellectual autobiography.