With August comes the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, what better way to celebrate the change in seasons than to set this month’s ‘to be read list’ with books that look like the green summer but reflect the cold autumn.
Monster, She Wrote by Lisa Kröger & Melanie R. Anderson. Tess of the d'Urbervilles by Thomas Hardy. Earthsea by Ursula K. Le Guin.
something awful happening on this blog where i post arguments that historian is a proper profession and not a glorified hobby and then post news that a major us university has halted all language studies admissions (including classics and other historical languages) and is revising its entire undergrad curriculum because they deem anything not english and not “’‘american”“ superfluous and not beneficent.
your anti-intellectualism does not exist in a vacuum. the humanities is not a hobby. scholars are not the enemy. administrations working with and bowing down to a fascist regime are, and this is what kills diversity and critical thought. this is another form of censorship.
That’s the trouble with March—the warmth never lasts. There’s that narrow stretch when it parades as spring, just enough for you to thaw if you’re sitting in the sun, but then it’s gone.
