El mantón, the flamenco shawl, refuses to do my bidding. It refuses to levitate in the air in front of me, in order to then fall softly on my chest – like it levitates in front of my teacher and then falls on hers, right under her collar bones and covering her entire wide-open arms. […]
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On feminist philosophy, Freud, populism and flamenco shawls
My Alice-in-Wonderland moment of (allegorically) entering a smoke-filled room full of (mostly male) critical theorists, which I described earlier, has brought me here, to this point (or should I already start saying ‘standpoint’?) of musing on, puzzling over and, as one of the professors at our department loves saying, ‘muddling’ with feminist epistemology. A reminder: […]
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