Once upon a time, there was a non-profit forest of happy animals. The deer ran the Deer Department, the squirrels, mice, and chipmunks cooperated in the Rodent Department, and the bunnies administered the Department of Lapinography. Each department was sovereign, but they cooperated in self-governance to ensure that the forest remained a safe and productive forest for them all.
Unfortunately, drought struck the forest, and a great famine ensued. The famine went on for a few years, and the head of the forest animals, one Mr. Tod, a Vulpinologist, told all of the animals they needed to sacrifice for the good of the forest. The animals were alarmed, but they made their reduced rations go around for a few years while they tried to wait out the drought and famine. Although the numbers of their young continued to grow, they were given no more food.
One day, Mr. Tod told the animals that they could have some extra food from him, on one condition: they needed to demonstrate that by taking the extra food, they’d be able to generate a profit. Continue reading
Peggy Pascoe, one of the most important feminist historians of the American West, died July 23. Estelle Friedman has a lovely obituary in this month’s AHA Perspectives describing her career and the importance of her intellectual work and feminist teaching and service to the profession:
Born in Butte, Montana, in 1954, Peggy Pascoe received a BA in history from Montana State University (1977), which later named her one of the school’s 100 most outstanding graduates. She entered the women’s history program at Sarah Lawrence College, studying with Gerda Lerner, and earned her MA degree in 1980. That year she began the doctoral program in U.S. history at Stanford, where I had the great fortune to serve as her advisor and then to become her colleague and friend. Her cohort—which included David Gutierrez, Valerie Matsumoto, and Vicki Ruiz—pioneered a multicultural and gendered history of the West. Pascoe’s revised dissertation, Relations of Rescue: The Search for Female Moral Authority in the American West, 1874–1939 (Oxford University Press, 1993), set a high standard for these fields. Through careful case studies of female missionary campaigns throughout the West, she explored the ways that white Protestant women attempted to uplift Native American, Asian American, working class, and Mormon women. Her balanced and subtle interpretation both credited the opportunities to challenge patriarchy and exposed the ways these efforts reinforced racial hierarchies.
Pascoe’s last book, What Comes Naturally: Miscegenation Law and the Making of Race in America (Oxford, 2009), was completed while she was enduring treatment for ovarian cancer and was awarded many prestigious prizes:
Pascoe was part way through the manuscript for her book on miscegenation law when she learned in 2005 that she had ovarian cancer. Initially she did not think that she would be able to complete the study. In 2007, at a panel held in her honor at the annual meeting of the Organization of American Historians, several colleagues commented on her draft chapters, which helped inspire her to go back to work on the book even as she endured multiple rounds of chemotherapy. Continue reading
Yeah, babies–I got my first royalty check from my publisher for Abraham in Arms. (For a while there, I was just getting statements because of the advance on royalties I got years ago when I signed the contract.) When Fratguy opened the mail and said I got a royalty check, I thought he was joking, because the last statement I remember suggested that I would get royalties in the year 20-notinmylifetime.
This royalty check won’t change my life–it won’t make up for two years of no raises and no merit pay–but it’s a non-trivial amount of money. it could buy me a very nice pair of shoes (that is, much more expensive than I ordinarily buy), or it could cover dinner for two, including wine and the works. (It won’t cover the a$$-kicking cowgirl boots I bought last week, however. . . )
So now I have just one question:
“White House Gives In On Bush Tax Cuts.” (Via TalkLeft.) But, I guess this is what we get because Democrats fell for a marketing campaign instead of someone with a resume and forty years of experience. Top White House adviser David Axelrod:
“We don’t want that tax increase to go forward for the middle class,” he said, which means the administration will have to accept them all for some unspecified period of time. “But plainly, what we can’t do is permanently extend these high income taxes.”
In other words, the White House won’t risk being blamed for raising taxes on the middle class even though, arguably, it is the GOP’s refusal to separate the categories that has put Obama in this bind. The only condition, at least initially, seems to be that the tax cuts for the wealthy not be extended “permanently.”
A student of history and a onetime political reporter, Axelrod expressed curiosity and even some optimism about the tea party, suggesting that Obama could work with them on matters such as a ban on spending earmarks and on winding down the war in Afghanistan.
If so, Obama would turn the Clinton-era triangulation strategy on its head, reaching out not to the moderates in the other party but to the new breed of conservatives who could bring the ideological arc of Congress full circle.
Letting tax cuts expire is now–in the mouth of an alleged Democrat–a “tax increase” or instituting “high income taxes?” As Big Tent Democrat said, “This is, of course, insane. The Obama White House seems to have lost its mind. At this rate, unless the GOP nominates Palin, Obama may very well be a one term President.” Continue reading
This Pathetone Weekly newsreel is a late 1930s look at what “Eve, 2000 A.D.” will be wearing:
I’m really struck by how accurate the predictions are–not the actual look of the clothing, but the general outlines of the fashion priorities of early 21st century people: in a world in which denim is worn for evening wear and velvet and satin are worn in the daytime, women’s wear does in fact move seamlessly from day to night (with a little accessorizing, always). The dress of transparent net highlighting trim that looks like the foundation garments is very Madonna-esque, ca. 1987, and the “cantilevered” heels are nearly identical to shoe styles I’ve seen all over the place in the past decade. The menswear look is of course spot on with the phone, the “radio” (a.k.a. i-Pod), and the slouchy leisure wear pioneered in the late 1980s by M.C. Hammer.
Speaking of uncanny futorian (the opposite of historian) skillz: Continue reading
Roxie wants to be promoted, and she’s made her own Xtranormal video explaining her reasoning. (Er, I mean “Professor Sawyer’s” reasoning.) I know that this wasn’t the point of her post–but as soon as I read her title, all I could think of is this song:
Sing it with me: Bam bam bam bam buh bam bam bam bam–I wanna be promoted! Bam bam bam bam buh bam bam bam bam–I wanna be promoted! (But I might settle for sedation if it were offered. Mmmmmmmnnnnnn.)
Have you been following the spate of rude little Xtranormal movies that are flitting around the academic blogosphere? Continue reading