October 1, 2014
These remarks are the public presentation portion of PhD defence. I remain thankful to my friends and colleagues for attending–they offered a crucial intervention, converting my anxiety adrenaline into performance adrenaline, or at least that’s how it felt.
“On the map, their destination had been a stretch of green, as if they would be living on the golf course. No freeways nearby, or any roads, really: those had been left to rot years before. Frida had given this place a secret name, the afterlife, and on their journey, when they were forced to hide in abandoned rest stops, or when they’d filled the car with the last of their gasoline, this place had beckoned. In her mind it was a township, and Cal was the mayor. She was the mayor’s wife” (Lepucki 2014, 3).
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