Letters to My Tutor…

My dearest Simone,

I’ve been continuing my review of chemistry. The book has a bit of a narrative in which scientific study and discovery are touted as the height of human achievement; it’s the most important and the most glorious of human endeavors. I marveled at the grandiose absolutes used for self-defined values, at the totally straight-faced delivery. I’m reminded of an episode of “The Simpson’s” in which Bart bangs a pot and sings, “I am so great. I am so great. Everybody loves me. I am so great…” His lyrics are said to be a byproduct of the terrible two’s. I love and enjoy scientific pursuits, but I cannot dampen my awareness of its culturally defined importance.

I continue to ponder where to go next with what I write here. I will return to my reading of Black Feminist Anthropology: Theory, Politics, Praxis, and Poetics next week.

Ever yours,

S.

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