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<title>Crisis Schmisis--I&apos;ll tell you what&apos;s ridiculous!</title>
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<description>A queer structure of feeling is a set of cultural strategies of survival for queers. It is marked by an appreciation for the ridiculous, and it values masquerade. Mockery in all its forms; posing is its strategy (49). Ultimately we...</description>
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<title>Moving, Part 4: The Room</title>
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<description>The 36 hours before we get all of Dad’s stuff to my house are brutal for him. He paces, looks, anticipates. His stuff is not yet here. He is without his things, his link with reality. The next 36 hours...</description>
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<title>Moving, Part 3: The Elevator</title>
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<description>By the time December 3rd arrived, I was spent—physically, emotionally, spiritually dry. I had not wanted to go to Michigan for Thanksgiving, but seeing no way out of it, I went anyway. While there, Corrine and I were both slammed...</description>
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<title>Moving, part 2: The Keys</title>
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<description>All in all, November of this year pretty much sucked. In addition to working through this move with my Dad, an event that took a certain and specific kind of physical and mental energy, the larger extended family was also...</description>
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<title>Moving, Part 1: The Robe</title>
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<description>The first thing I thought when my father came to the door was, “What the hell are you wearing?” The second thing I thought was, “Thank the gods Chad is not here to see this.” Early in November, and I’m...</description>
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<title>Long time, no write</title>
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<description>Well, it has been a very long time since I last wrote. Reason? Well, basically, because at some point near the beginning of Novemebr my father accepted our long-time-ago made offer to live with us. His heath had been declining...</description>
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<title>Dental Denial</title>
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<description>The news of my father losing his teeth unnerved my mother, brother and me. It unnerved us mostly because Dad was so rattled, clearly disturbed and disrupted by the fierce and undeniable evidence of the advancement of his illness. Let’s...</description>
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<title>Ethical Intentions</title>
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<description>So, it was always my intention to let my father know about the blog before I started to write it. And, lest you think that I have not yet divulged my plans prior to posting, be sure that I did,...</description>
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<title>Digestion</title>
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<description>News over meals, in public spaces, was the setting for most any exchange between me and my father during the years between 1990 and 1995. When my mother left my father, in 1990, my mom got an apartment, and my...</description>
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<title>Read Reading Womb</title>
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<description>This semester, as an effort to keep in connection with my own creative and scholarly writing—in the midst of being the Critical Encounters Fellow—I decided that I would submit postings to a blog, one that would focus not on Critical...</description>
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