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		<title>Vietnam Seems Far Away</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 24 Jan 2010 12:10:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Vietnam seems very far away at the moment. It&#8217;s below zero here and I&#8217;ve been running for ten days to catch up from . . . being in Vietnam. In a few days&#8217; time I&#8217;ve gone from the leisurely life of a &#8230; <a href="http://www.sharpsand.net/2010/01/24/vietnam-seems-far-away/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Vietnam seems very far away at the moment. It&#8217;s below zero here and I&#8217;ve been running for ten days to catch up from . . . being in Vietnam. In a few days&#8217; time I&#8217;ve gone from the leisurely life of a poet in a tropical clime to being a professor of literature living beside a frozen river and teaching, in addition to a class about Vietnam, an American Literature course. The distance, both physical and psychic, is considerable. Perhaps surprisingly, I have felt on top of things in the classroom despite my preparation being a little on the thin side &#8212; my students have filled in any gaps I&#8217;ve left, bless them. Also, I came home from Vietnam filled with enthusiasm for various projects that I&#8217;ll get too as soon as things settle down a bit over on the teaching side of life.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m teaching the first half of the American Lit survey, which in twenty years at Clarkson I&#8217;ve never done before, and while I can&#8217;t work up much enthusiasm for the likes of John Winthrop and Jonathan Edwards, we&#8217;re quickly moving on to Emerson next week and I&#8217;m rereading some of the central essays with real pleasure and greater understanding than previously.(I&#8217;ve found Emerson something of a pious pill in the past, I confess.) Emerson sometimes seems tantalizingly like an American Buddhist, but then he starts talking about superior and inferior intellects in a way that seems contrary to the spirit of enlightenment,<em>i.e</em>., that while there may be quick and slow people that all are capable of enlightenment; the slow require &#8220;indirect&#8221; teaching (rituals and chanting, etc.) while the quick can grasp the truth sometimes from a single sentence or the way light glances off a bowl. Emerson, on the other hand, seems to condemn &#8220;the mob&#8221; to live their unenlightened lives as best they can &#8212; and women as well, though he never comes right out and says this, perhaps because he had lively daughters. Still, it&#8217;s hard to escape the feeling that the audience for &#8220;Self-Reliance&#8221; consists of young men of a certain class.* In getting ready to teach thias essay, I find myself wavering between asking students to defend themselves against Emerson&#8217;s charges of conformity and questioning Emerson&#8217;s assumptions about the &#8220;nature&#8221; of the individual. Of course, I&#8217;ll do both.</p>
<p>____________________<br />
There is an provocative complication to this observation in &#8220;Self-Reliance.&#8221; When Emerson compares the &#8220;Vermont or New Hampshire&#8221; country boy to the effete city boy he seems to be making room for a broader distribution of &#8220;genius,&#8221; but this strikes me as more of a rhetorical flourish than a heartfelt sentiment; that is, Emerson seems to be using the figure of the farmboy to beat up the city boy a little bit.</p>
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		<title>Slammed</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 08 Jun 2009 12:12:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I don&#8217;t bounce back like I used to. This cold hit me ten days ago and today is the first day I&#8217;ve felt like doing anything. Carole has it too, along with a couple of friends and it&#8217;s a real &#8230; <a href="http://www.sharpsand.net/2009/06/08/slammed/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I don&#8217;t bounce back like I used to. This cold hit me ten days ago and today is the first day I&#8217;ve felt like doing anything. Carole has it too, along with a couple of friends and it&#8217;s a real beast. Something like regular blogging should resume here in a day or two. <s>Today, though, I go pick up my new car, a Honda Civic EXL. We have usually bought cars that were a couple of years old, letting someone else take the depreciation hit, but this time I decided I wanted to watch all those dollars fly out the window myself. Come January, the heated seats are not going to seem like a luxury at all.</s> The morons at Dealmaker Honda in Potsdam ordered the wrong model. </p>
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		<title>Cold Snap</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 14:34:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[As if to remind me to stay inside at my desk writing, the temperature yesterday morning here in South Colton was -22&#176; though it&#8217;s a little &#8220;warmer&#8221; this morning at 5&#176;,we are in for even colder weather over the next &#8230; <a href="http://www.sharpsand.net/2009/01/11/cold-snap/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As if to remind me to stay inside at my desk writing, the temperature yesterday morning here in South Colton was -22&deg; though it&#8217;s a little &#8220;warmer&#8221; this morning at 5&deg;,we are in for even colder weather over the next few days. The forecast has highs in the single digits below zero (F). Lots of birds taking advantage of the seed &#038; suet I put out. We&#8217;ve had the usual lot of chickadees &#038; a huge flock of goldfinches, smaller numbers of juncos, woodpeckers large &#038; small, along with nuthatches &#038; the bluejays, tricked out like 1960s Cadillacs. Yesterday there was a very large hawk &#8211;maybe an eagle, we only saw him from the back &#8212; perched in one of the snags down by the river. Both yesterday &#038; today Carole has put toe warmers in her boots, donned many layers of clothing, &#038; gone off to the barn in Crary Mills where she boards her horse to muck stalls. What a woman! And she splits the firewood, too! All I have to do is keep feeding the woodstove. Which reminds me&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Between Storms</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 20 Dec 2008 18:34:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Just went out into a bright, sunny afternoon to shovel the walks and deck clear of last night&#8217;s foot of snow. It&#8217;s cold &#8212; hovering around zero &#8212; so the snow is light and easy to move. I cut a &#8230; <a href="http://www.sharpsand.net/2008/12/20/between-storms/">Continue reading <span class="meta-nav">&#8594;</span></a>]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just went out into a bright, sunny afternoon to shovel the walks and deck clear of last night&#8217;s foot of snow. It&#8217;s cold &#8212; hovering around zero &#8212; so the snow is light and easy to move. I cut a racetrack around the dogrun in back so that the terriers wouldn&#8217;t be over their heads. Have to keep ahead of the shoveling, though, since the forecast is for another foot starting tonight. As I was taking a break &amp; leaning on my snow shovel, I stood still near the bird feeder and let the chickadees fly up and down around me, cold enough that I could hear the beating of their wings. All the while I was there, a harry woodpecker braced himself against the pole with his tail and pecked at the suet I&#8217;d put out yesterday. The sun was remarkably warm for December, though the air was cold, &amp; we were all enjoying it, I think, the animal pleasure of warm sun in mid-winter.</p>
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