What “queer” means to me.

Or, My Worst Queer Nightmare.
It’s pretty quiet at my job, since finals have descended. Not surprisingly, after a month of dealing with all manner of life-logistics consequent to my stepfather’s death, I simply don’t have the stamina to focus on the writing I need to do. So I’ve been totally absorbed by this article in [...]

Foucaultian inquiries.

One of the things that has been happening for me (I know others experience it) once I’ve grasped what a certain masked philosopher’s whole project was about is that everything in everyday life looks different – new questions and ideas come to the fore in everything. Foucault suggests that a historical-critical “ontology of ourselves” must [...]

In memoriam William Scott Laird.

My stepfather, William Scott Laird, died Friday, April 4, 2008, in a terrible car accident outside his work (Hartsfield-Jackson Atlanta International Airport).