Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Random Photos

A few photos from the last month or so. More posts coming soon, I hope!

New School University, readying for an outdoor event
A worker at a construction site (Calvin Krime)
West Village
More booths being set up near New School University
"Global Media Activism"
I walked around an entire day with
this book in my pocket, like a talisman
Cabinet delivery (or disposal?),
West Village
Sidewalk (trash) display, West Village 
Observant meter, Newark
Amazon locker, Haynes Bldg, Newark
Erika L. Sánchez, MFA Associate Director
Rigoberto González & Ben Lerner
at Writers@Newark reading, September 2017
Outdoor performance, Soldier's Park, Newark

Soldier's Park, Newark
David Barclay Moore's debut novel
(& my new copy!)
Examining records, 19th St., Manhattan 
Another view (at Academy Records) 
Workers on break, 19th Street
Near MoMA PS1
Lorca's view, Canal Street
From Renee Gladman's Prose Architectures (2017)

Friday, September 22, 2017

Checking In (Jury Duty)

The view from the Hudson County Superior Courthouse
Time races by these days, as it always has, though I've felt it increasing even more over the last few years, and this fall has been no exception. Last spring was a marathon of sorts, and after recuperating this summer, figuratively and literally, a new race has begun. In addition to chairing, teaching, advising, and mentoring, traveling for conferences and readings, and serving as a referee, second editor, blurbist, and all those good things, I was called up for jury duty by the Hudson County Superior Court in September, just as the fall semester began. On the one hand, I understand that peer jury service is a civic duty, and I strong support this key component of our court system.

On the other hand, it came at a very inopportune time, and because I had already postponed it several times over the summer for medical reasons, I could not get another delay, so I had to appear at the court house and see if the lottery would fall in my favor. It either did or didn't, depending upon whether you think getting selected to serve on a horrifying criminal case for roughly three weeks was a positive outcome or not. I did not, though I can say in retrospect that the experience was enlightening and one I will not soon forget. I also will not forget that the some of the skills need to assess literature critically--judiciousness, an eye for detail, the ability to relate texts to other texts, etc.--and to function decently in the classroom, such as listening carefully, being persuasive in arguing points, carefulness in balancing differing opinions, defusing unnecessary conflict, etc., also come in very handy if you are on a jury, even if you are not the fore-person.

A tip to prospective jurors: some things I learned in the jury selection process are that neither the prosecutor nor the defense attorney wants to have anyone involved in psychology, psychiatry, or social work counseling on the jury pool if they can help it. They also do not seem to like people who love police, though expressing concern about police brutality or misconduct does not seem to be a bar to service. Personal experience as a victim of a crime is also no hindrance, though if you were a victim of a crime similar to the one being adjudicated, they will probably politely ask you to leave the courtroom and reenter the jury pool for another case.

Another view, looking out at Jersey City and Manhattan
As for justice being served, I think that is a much more complex issue. We were told not to discuss the case even after we had rendered a decision--and the defendant, I learned from the news, has several more cases pending on very similar grounds, information that was, for whatever reason, not admitted in court--so I will not go into specifics. But I felt that under the circumstances, we were able to come a decision that was just and fair. Extrapolating from our jury discussions and several jurors' almost unyielding opinions, based not on the facts of the case but on personal beliefs and stereotypes, however, I am even more convinced than before that the possibility of justice is foreclosed as soon as a jury is constituted.

Back to blogging, I have begun a number of posts, dating all the way back to mid-summer, but have not been able to finish them as various other deadlines have popped up. I had the idea that I would try shorter entries, but I find that brief posts that aren't photos or short accounts of events almost as tough as longer ones, since I feel I'm not saying enough. But I want to return to blogging a bit more regularly, and not only talk about the events of the day--which now move so swiftly that unless you blog daily or in some cases several times a day, they're already history--but also return to this site's roots, which is literature, the arts, and cultural issues writ small and large.

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Quote: Charmaine Nelson

FM: What is the most interesting, surprising thing you’ve come across in your archival research or reading?

CN: I found a fascinating person in the Quebec fugitive slave ads. Part of what I’m looking at is creolization, or how Africans became African American or African Brazilian and so on, and what that meant culturally. This one man—Joe—was particularly haunting. I found five different ads for him, and you can actually map Joe’s creolization across these ads.

In the first ad, Joe is described as a “negro lad”. His owner, a man named William Brown, owns the newspaper—he’s putting an ad for Joe in his own paper. The ad says Joe was African-born, which is significant because a minority of enslaved people are people born in Africa. Slave ships always stopped in South America or the Caribbean first. So, Joe survived two middle passages: one from Africa to somewhere in the American South, and then one to Halifax, Quebec City, or Montreal. William Brown also says Joe speaks English and French tolerably.

By the fifth ad, Joe is a man. He’s fluent in English and French, and he was working as a pressman—he was running the press! Joe must have known exactly what a runaway slave ad was. He had probably been made to formulate, print, and edit ads for his fellow enslaved people. The newspaper he was helping to print, the Quebec Gazette, was owned by the guy who owned him. He must have known Brown would come after him.

But, ads can’t tell you if a person was caught or not. So, how do you finish Joe’s narrative? You can go to other archives and personal letters. But, the real obscenity is that you go to the will or the state inventory of the person who owned the slave. The thing is—William Brown would have had to die before Joe in order for him to be in the will. If Brown dies, Joe is passed down or sold, which was likely because enslaved people had shorter life expectancies. So, my question is: How do you read fugitive slave ads against the grain? They sought to criminalize stealing yourself. How can I use the ads to re-humanize people who were dehumanized?

From the Harvard Crimson's "15 Professors of the Year, 2017: Charmaine Nelson." According to the Harvard Crimson, Professor Charmaine Nelson is "an art historian from McGill University [who] joined the faculty of Women, Gender, and Sexuality...[in 2016] as a visiting professor. Nelson’s work examines art and visual culture from across America, Canada, Europe and the Caribbean. Her research at Harvard concerns fugitive slave advertisements in Canada, challenging the myth that Canada was always a refuge for enslaved people in North America."

Thursday, August 31, 2017

Random Photos

Unlike previous summers, this has been mostly a quiet one, with recuperation from the semester (and a bit of surgery), and preparation for what looks to be a very busy fall. Here are a few photos from the last few months.

Our front gate, after a car
crashed into it again
(it's since been repaired) 
The vaulted ceiling at the still-under-repair
Hoboken rail station (remember
the terrible crash there earlier this year?)
New York City and some of the
flotsam on the Hoboken site 
Famous First Baptist Peddie
Memorial Church, Newark 
New towers steadily rising (Trump's
second tower in the middle), downtown
Jersey City
Translator Alicia Maria Meier,
at the Us&Them Reading,
Molasses Books, Brooklyn
Translator Bonnie Huie at
the Us&Them reading 
A sculpture at the plaza where 8th Street,
6th Avenue and Greenwich Avenue meet,
Service Changes,
on the PATH 
The Sistine Chapel exhibit,
PATH World Trade Center station 
The Sistine Chapel exhibit,
PATH World Trade Center station 
Scaffolded walkway, which
could be almost anywhere in
endlessly-under-construction New York
Boohoo.com, West Village
CA Conrad, reading and performing
at the White Review Issue 20 launch,
McNally-Jackson, Manhattan 
Sophie Robinson
at the White Review Issue 20 launch,
McNally-Jackson, Manhattan 
Another one of our new luxury towers
in Jersey City 
The Upper West Side, near Columbia University
Outside Book Culture, Upper West Side 
At the Women in Translation Cocktail Hour
reading, with Susan Bernofsky, Ann Goldstein,
and Nathan Xavier Osorio, Book Culture 
At the Women in Translation Cocktail Hour
reading, with Susan Bernofsky, Ann Goldstein,
and Nathan Xavier Osorio, Book Culture 
L-r: Nathan Xavier Osorio, Ann Goldstein,
and Susan Bernofsky, Book Culture 

Susan Bernofsky signing copies
of the books she's translated,
Book Culture, UWS 
Lower Manhattan
Chelsea restaurant BEC
(Bacon Egg & Cheese)
A Twitter office (I assume
from that logo), Chelsea
A building site, Jersey City
Impromptu poetry, Jersey City street
UN Building, west side of Manhattan
Two stilt walkers, Jersey
City Pride, 2017 
Sugar & Spice (?), performers at
Jersey City Pride, 2017
Wrestling an umbrella, Jersey City 
Lunch al fresco, Jersey City