So in reading this book (some of which is useful, but most of which seems to be tangential to my purposes), I came across the following sentence, which contains one of the oddest parenthetical comment I've seen in non-fiction in a very long time:
"it is impossible therefore to think of the human individual without the family, and in all families authority rests in the male because (says Bodin) the woman is the physical, moral and intellectual inferior (may he rest in pain)" (Simon Shepherd, Marlowe and the Politics of Elizabethan Theatre, 160).
I get what Shepherd is trying to do here, but it still struck me as a terribly odd thing to say. Then again, I may have to appropriate it and use it... though probably not in an academic publication.
"Words fly up, my thoughts remain below."
black and white, Angels and demons.
We aren't two sides of the same coin.
We're the gold into which those sides are imprinted."
Saturday, June 09, 2007
Another one under way
Well, the Edward II chapter has been outlined. Not begun, officially, I suppose, but I've decided what I'm going to talk about and roughly in what order. It's a step, even if not the "big" step.
The last two weeks (and it has been [only?] two weeks, which is a little alarming to me) have reminded me yet again why it sucks to have to work to eat during the summers. While I know that *most* people in the real world have to work all the time in order to pay bills, eat, and have fun, as a grad student I find that I have ever so much more time when I'm doing my *real* work than when I'm doing my fake summer work. I always think I'm going to have all this extra time in the summer to work on school-things, work on fun-things, read, etc., but I inevitably barely manage to get the school-things done and nothing more.
Admittedly, it has only been two weeks of summer season (the funny few weeks in the middle of May don't count in my head), so I might get more done than I think, but I'm having a pessimist day. So sue me.
To say nothing of the fact that I do things like post on my blog when I should be reading about Christopher Marlowe... but I feel, at this point, that I've read everything I possibly could need to know about the Elizabethan reception to theater and I'm getting rather sick of it. I want this guy to stop his more general rambling and start talking about Marlowe in particular or - even better - about Edward II.
Bah. Back to tea and tedium with me.
The last two weeks (and it has been [only?] two weeks, which is a little alarming to me) have reminded me yet again why it sucks to have to work to eat during the summers. While I know that *most* people in the real world have to work all the time in order to pay bills, eat, and have fun, as a grad student I find that I have ever so much more time when I'm doing my *real* work than when I'm doing my fake summer work. I always think I'm going to have all this extra time in the summer to work on school-things, work on fun-things, read, etc., but I inevitably barely manage to get the school-things done and nothing more.
Admittedly, it has only been two weeks of summer season (the funny few weeks in the middle of May don't count in my head), so I might get more done than I think, but I'm having a pessimist day. So sue me.
To say nothing of the fact that I do things like post on my blog when I should be reading about Christopher Marlowe... but I feel, at this point, that I've read everything I possibly could need to know about the Elizabethan reception to theater and I'm getting rather sick of it. I want this guy to stop his more general rambling and start talking about Marlowe in particular or - even better - about Edward II.
Bah. Back to tea and tedium with me.
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