Napoleon's Feet - a graduate student's step(s) between the sublime and the ridiculous

TWENTY FIVE

Sep 9th, 2007 4:20:33 am - Subscribe

i simply can not understand how (some) historians can fail to recognize or deny the existence of a separate trench reality in the first world war. i got angry today with [historian of war violence and humor] when discussing the work i am currently reviewing on assigment. the conversation escalated to obscenities but before it did, we decided that the historian whose work i am reviewing has either never read a history (or even novel) about the holocaust, or is simply a robot with no conception of the frailty of human life and the power of relationships in terrifying situations that defy reason and understanding.

i darkened my hair today in an attempt to sharpen my direction. i needed a change and i do feel slightly transformed.

discussed the nature of disappointment in friendship. i told him if you can count on one hand the number of friends who have not and never will disappoint you, you are lucky. realised im pleased i have (about) a hand of my own.

waiting for some direction on the bigger issue that has been haunting me. hopefully ill get some clarity on this soon.

finally, its raining in the midwest.