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Teoristudie om ”Rasismens biopolitiska våld” framlagd vid Södertörns högskola

Henrik Arnstad har lagt fram uppsatsen Rasismens biopolitiska våld: Produktion av makt, sanning och normativitet i ”det rena landet” som examinationstext vid seminarium om Foucault på Södertörns högskola. Uppsatsen är en teoristudie, angående rasismens biopolitik, det vill säga en politik som har den mänskliga kroppen som sitt subjekt: Det rasistiska projektets biopolitiska dimension understryks av […]

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Historiker berömmer ”En svensk tiger”

Historikern Ida Östenberg berömmer podcasten ”En svensk tiger” i SvD Kultur, i en text som går igenom poddar om historia, under rubriken ”Elva historiepoddar du bör lyssna på”. Östenberg skriver om ”En svensk tiger”: Podden fokuserar på modern historia och reflekterar över aktuella ämnen som rasism, demokrati, nationalism, feminism och postmodernism. Poddens styrka ligger i […]

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Dean’s road runner

Rarely I forge a friendship with someone from the second camp. And, if they get me on a bad day, their reaction can feel like a gentle kick in the stomach. I thought about this. Then I thought about my childhood. It turns out that I rode the bus to school nearly 200 days a […]

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”Wood Studio” Cafe Opening

I’m a firm believer that how your day goes depends on how you choose to start it. The days I’ve gotten up late and eaten a junky breakfast, my day is usually sluggish and a bit depressing. However, when I wake up early and take the time to gently allow myself to come into the […]

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Those beats are made for listening

Of all the places I’ve ever done gongfu tea, my very favorite is my uncle’s living room. A true tea connoisseur, he took a personal interest in educating me and my American partner about tea during our last visit to my hometown of Fuzhou. And then again, I am ruining the Tea Road by being […]

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Summer at the Lake

Four fawns stood in the street over the creek in our subdivision as I was driving out for a beer yesterday evening. Four.  I’m told it’s unusual to see four fawns together, all skinny stilts and big ears and spots and not yet savvy about things like streets. Fawns and such have been a relief […]

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Riding the bus challenge

Nothing excites me more than the split of second when I visualise something in mind which I have never ever possibly imagine before. I am so afraid to miss that fragment of vision, I will have to sketch it down immediately in my book. And this above, is that vision I have been keeping for a […]

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We heart ponchos

It’s rare that I forge a friendship with someone from the second camp. And, if they get me on a bad day, their reaction can feel like a gentle kick in the stomach. I thought about this. Then I thought about my childhood. It turns out that I rode the bus to school nearly 200 […]

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