Took my camera out anyhow today.
The Woman Who Doesn’t Fit In… That would be me. Don’t worry about be not fitting in. I have always been one of those (Wo)Men Who Don’t FIt In – for those of you who never worked in Alaska – A little Robert Service, please:
Theirs is the curse of the gypsy blood,
And they don’t know how to rest.
If they just went straight they might go far;
They are strong and brave and true;
But they’re always tired of the things that are,
And they want the strange and new.
I have never fit in – anywhere, I am cool with that.
And, in that vane – Next week I am going to try an assault on the dress code in the “Formal Dining Room”. Just because it is there… And be cause they have a dress code. For dining in the Jefferson Dining Room we ask that residents and their guest dress appropriately — no jeans, shorts or T-shirts. NOTICE – It says NOTHING about yoga pants. Heck 99.9% of the women here wear elastic waisted knit pants – will they even notice yoga pants? Stay turned.
And whilst on the subject of not fitting in. This is one of the events next week:
Thursday, October 8, from 2:30 to 4:00 p.m. Michael Goebel of the Free University in Berlin will talk about his new book, Anti-Imperial Metropolis: Interwar Paris and the Seeds of Third World Nationalism (Cambridge University Press, 2015).
Does anyone have any clue what that might be about? Do not stay turned. Not planning on going.
And the assisted living and nursing units want donations of iPods. I’ll be shipping maybe all of mine to them. The iPod’s had a good run – but it’s time has passed.
Had a great 2nd breakfast – the good little hobbit that I am – in the informal dining room. I had planned on getting lunch there too – but I missed the “set” lunch – got there too late. So, I had a bowl of soup and a slice of key lime pie. (And, the pie was the main reason I wanted the set lunch.)
I have discovered this about the informal dining room. Most of the residents treat the wait staff like – well wait staff – but, if you treat them like real people you get noticeably better service. Like me and the pie. There was “no” key lime pie after 1:30. Nevertheless, I got a piece but didn’t get charged for it – because “no key lime pie after 1:30”.
Here is a book review: http://imperialglobalexeter.com/2015/09/14/a-parisian-ho-chi-minh-trail-writing-global-history-through-interwar-paris/
And here is the description according to the publisher’s site:
This book traces the spread of a global anti-imperialism from the vantage point of Paris between the two World Wars, where countless future leaders of Third World countries spent formative stints. Exploring the local social context in which these emergent activists moved, the study delves into assassination plots allegedly hatched by Chinese students, demonstrations by Latin American nationalists, and the everyday lives of Algerian, Senegalese, and Vietnamese workers. On the basis of police reports and other primary sources, the book foregrounds the role of migration and interaction as driving forces enabling challenges to the imperial world order, weaving together the stories of peoples of three continents. Drawing on the scholarship of twentieth-century imperial, international, and global history as well as migration, race, and ethnicity in France, it ultimately proposes a new understanding of the roots of the Third World idea.
Based on the reports of undercover police agents
Traces previously unknown global connections and trajectories of activists
Delves deeply into the social world of activists