I will be back home in December it looks like. This is a very good thing. All my coursework should be complete by then, and all that will remain are exams — language and comprehensives, and, of course, the dissertation. Things are good, but busy. The courses I have this semester are going to be …
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About Ashok
I am a graduate student in political science at the University of Dallas who thinks the media is dumb for the most part, yet am immersed myself. I am looking to break my addiction, and this blog is part of the solution: Why not try to see what the past can tell us about the present, as opposed to seeing what the present has to say about the present only?
Currently residing in Cherry Hill, NJ. Facebook. Contact me.
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OK, I’m sold. What should I read here?
- Analysis of The Gettysburg Address: Is Democracy Feasible?
- Analysis of Lincoln’s “Second Inaugural:” Where do American virtues lie?
- Commentary on the Book of Jonah
- On “Batman Begins”
- From Love to God: On Hopkins’ “As Kingfishers Catch Fire”
- On Emily Dickinson’s “These are the days when birds come back…”
- The Coming Age: Macbeth and the Birth of the Modern World
- On Polemarchus: Commentary on the Republic of Plato, 331d-336a
- A Reading of Plato’s “Crito”
- Towards a Nietzschean Understanding of Politics: Notes on “The Case of Wagner”
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On Frost’s “Mowing:” Death, Love and Dante
Mowing Robert Frost There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I know not well myself; Perhaps it was something about the heat of the sun, Something perhaps, about the lack of sound– And that was why it …