Author: Gil

Prelude to a . . . waitasec. What was the question again? [Rerun Sunday]

You can find a brief explanation of “Rerun Sunday” here. The post below originally appeared on 10 Feb 2007. [Possible mild spoilers ahead, depending on just how sensitive you are to these things.] Just came home from seeing The Departed at the glorious second-run theatre around the corner. And it was, in all sorts of […]

Why Cultural Studies?: A short tease

Last week, my friend Ted Striphas (so cool that he has two blogs) stumbled across an Amazon link for my really-really-long-time-coming-but-finally-almost-here book, Why Cultural Studies? and posted some nice words of congratulations about it to Facebook. My friend Kembrew McLeod called it “the cultural studies equivalent of waiting for GnR’s Chinese Democracy.” My friend Timothy […]

Last week’s links

A half dozen of the most interesting things to pass through my browser in the past seven days. Reworked pop songs Reworked Virginia Woolf Violent future? Violent media? Pianos that play themselves Papers that write themselves

Driving while . . . mulatto [Rerun Sunday]

You can find a brief explanation of “Rerun Sunday” here. The post below originally appeared on 30 Nov 2006. Michael Omi was on campus tonight, where he gave a smart and engaging talk: “The Contradictions of Colorblindness: Race and Its Discontents.” During the Q&A period, two different audience members — seemingly with noble intentions — […]

Ten books

If you’re on Facebook, you’ve probably seen some version of the “Ten Books” meme. A friend there tagged me, and I agreed to follow through … but I’d rather do so here. Partially because it’s a way for me to keep up my renewed commitment to blogging regularly, but also because I’d prefer not to […]

Stuart Hall

When Stuart Hall died earlier this year, I felt the urge to post one of my favorite quotes from his work to Facebook. It was a very small gesture, of course. And I was hardly alone in doing so. My Facebook feed was flooded with similar quotes from dozens of other friends. (This, of course, […]

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