Sorry-ology

  Source of Image < Takamiya Collection in Beinecke Library, Yale > Recently, I have come across some news in the field of medieval studies. One of them is the discovery of a large-scale tannery in the Fountains Abbey in Yorkshire.  <Tannery Discovered in Fountains Abbey>>   I do not remember I have been to Fountains Abbey during the 4 years when I was in York. What a shame! Isn't it? At that time, having been too much engrossed in the new relationship, I consciously avoided going anywhere without his company. Skipping my own graduation ceremony was another unreasonable decision that I made at the end of my PhD course. It looks a mystery to me now why I would choose to stay in Japan with my newly-wed spouse rather than making the trip alone to England to see witness the end-result of my 4-year efforts.  All these "compromises for love" seem ridiculous to me now. How much I would want to rewind to the past and tell myself to make a right decision for my...

I read Lahiri's The Clothing of Books while waiting to get my first COVID-19 vaccine.  It's been a long while since the last time I read Lahiri, an author's works in which I was engrossed. It is a piece of short writing derived from her lecture in Italian to a foundation some years ago.  The writing still has her unique touch of quiet tone. It was a good read, but somehow I felt distanced as the writing seems to have lost its grip on me, a grip reinforced by some magical attraction to her language that I experienced 9 to 10 years ago.

Yesterday was just another teaching day during the time of the pandemic. Nothing special about the day: I drove to the campus, sanitized hands over and over gain during the 4 hours on campus and drove back immediately after the classes were over. The class material was something that I have liked and used in class for some years. However, the class discussion did not go as satisfactory as I had imagined, and I was burdened with a feeling of exhaustion and disappointment. It is an essay about disillusion about religion. Usually my take on the essay is about the issue of conformity and language and epistemology. The presenter's choice is religion and faith. I think I was too worried that the class discussion would turn into a discussion about theology, and I also implicitly sought to avoid such discussion about religion in a class where most of the participants do not have a faith. I suddenly sounded very awkward and rigid in my instruction on the class discussion, and I also felt ...

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