To remind myself that when I get an hour or so (mmm... an hour...) I must post about how Walter Benjamin pre-emptively and definitively dismantles Lee Edelman's No Future. And how my MA class were the ones to show me how. I love my MA class.
A people without history / Is not redeemed from time, for history is a pattern / Of timeless moments. So, while the light fails/ On a winter's afternoon, in a secluded chapel/ History is now and England.
T. S. Eliot, 'Little Gidding'.