Catallus 85: I hate and I love

I hate and love
      And if you ask me why,
I have no answer, but I discern,
can feel, my senses rooted in eternal torture.

Catallus is my first of two presentations I'll have to make in World Lit. by paralleling the text with some other cultural artifact.  I'm thinking of offering up some song by Cradle of Filth; " ( Read more... )

So I work at the library from 8-10 in the mornings, right?  (Well, except now for Wednesdays, when I've been moved to work 4-6 pm; whatever.)  I got up at 6:30 so that I'd have plenty of time to get ready and get stuff together, and do a little studying for the Political Science exam that I had an hour ago (not really hard, by the way).

I'm ( Read more... )

Yeah, so even here in these oh, so Englightened United States, rape's still a sort of taboo thing--for discussion, I mean (of course the act should be taboo!).  But shit, check out this case in the UAE.

I would post the article in full here, but it's two pages long.  Basic gist, though--French teenager (boy) in the Emirates on vacation with family; ( Read more... )