Green Rose

Gedanken. n. Thoughts, in German. Popularized by Albert Einstein, who applied gedankenexperiment to his work conceptualizing the theory of relativity. Of course, my thoughts here, aren't related to science, but about facets of politics, higher education, popular culture and post-colonialism. try{ clicky.init(100741563); }catch(e){}

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Artist: Jim Cooke

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I’d Rather Be That Desi

To you the word connotes all things South Asian. To the physicist the word stands for “Dark Energy Spectroscopic Instrument.” I’d rather be the latter.

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Worth a read.

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I did not know Copernicus was Polish.

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Photograph of gold miners in Brazil by Sebastiao Salgado.

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The vampire squid. 

In 2009, amidst the global economic crash, journalist Matt Taibi, memorably described Goldman Sachs as the “great vampire squid, wrapped around the face of humanity, relentlessly jamming its blood funnel into anything that smells like money.”

A deep-water image of life-sucking avarice.

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Now, why didn’t this photograph go “viral”?

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Cover of the 2017 New Yorker short fiction, “Cat Person” by Kristen Roupenian. The story went viral.  

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To gather dust is to gather up all that is around us that is sloughed off.

Sonya Clarke, Boston-based artist who specializes in working with dust 

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When served coffee, do not look to have beer in it.

Chekov

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The incongruities of memory: It is hard to hold on to the entirety of something, but pieces may be held up to light.

Honoree Fanonne Jeffers, “The Love Songs of W.E.B. Dubois”

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Ancestors on the wall; let the ghosts chitchat.

Beyonce, “Black Parade”

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Out of the North the train thundered, and we woke to see the crimson soil of Georgia stretching away bare and monotonous right and left. Here and there lay straggling, unlovely villages, and lean men loafed leisurely at the depots; then again came the stretch of pines and clay. Yet we did not nod, nor weary of the scene; for this is historic ground.

W.B. Dubois, “Souls of Black Folk”

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You do not eat that which rips your heart with joy.

“Refrigerator, 1957″ , Thomas Lux

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It's hard to have a bad impression of someone you had no impression of.

Harukki Murakami, “The Year of Spaghetti” (New Yorker Magazine, September 6, 2021 Issue)

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People need such stories, because however dark, a darkness with voices in it is better than a silent world.

Margaret Atwood on science fictional dystopias