"The promise of the Internet-as-Alexandria is more than the rolling plenitude of information. It’s the ability of individuals to choreograph that information in idiosyncratic ways, the hope that individuals might feel invited by the gravitational pull of a broad and open commons to ‘rip, mix, and burn’ — to curate."
—Gideon Lewis-Kraus, “A World in Three Aisles: Browsing the Post-Digital Library” Harpers 314: no. 1884 (May 2007): 56.
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Like many other women of color bloggers, I’m done with “slave ship status.” We are not some “mysterious Sphinx” awaiting our colonial discovery by European imperialists (a la Napoleon). We refuse to be footnoted in the history books as some “mysterious other” or “unknown source.” I love the grace with which Wintley Phipps delivers this message: “When I get to heaven, I want to meet that slave called Unknown!
The truth of life lies in the impulsiveness of matter. The mind of man has been poisoned by concepts. Do not ask him to be content, ask him only to be calm, to believe that he has found his place. But only the madman is really calm.
The Cub Book, A Book of Things To Do for Boys 8 to 10. Published by the National Council, Boy Scouts of Canada, Ottawa, Canada. October 1970. (via vintage_print: Acting!)