Salt Dragon

There are few people in my life who have been so understanding, patient and respectful of my mental illness as my thesis advisor. In three years she has, at least three times, seen me fall into completely paralyzing depressions that take me out of life for weeks at a time. Each time I have been ready to get back to work, though, she has been there ready to work with me without a hint of anger, annoyance or judgment. She is not interested in excuses or explanations beyond “I’ve been sick,” and that is enough. She cares about good work, and she does not mind waiting for it. I am so fortunate to be able to work with this brilliant and endlessly patient scholar and educator.

…the image of the vampire bleeding gold connects not only to Dracula’s abuses of capital, his avarice with money, and his excessive sexuality, it also identifies Dracula within the racial chain of signification that, as I have shown, links vampirism to anti-Semitic representations of Jewishness. The scene vividly resonates with Shylock’s famous speech in The Merchant of Venice: “I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions? fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases…if you prick us do we not bleed? if you tickle us do we not laugh? if you poison us do we not die? and if you wrong us shall we not revenge?” (3.1). Bram Stoker was stage manager for the 250 performances of The Merchant of Venice in which Henry Irving, his employer, played Shylock and so it is not so strange to find echoes of Shakespeare’s quintessential outsider in Stoker’s Dracula. But Stoker epitomizes the differences between Dracula and his persecutors in the very terms that Shylock claims as common ground. Dracula’s eyes and hands, his sense and passions are patently alien; he does not eat the same food; he is not hurt by the same weapons or infected by the same diseases; and when he is wounded, “pricked,” he does not bleed, he sheds gold. In the character of Dracula, Stoker has inverted the Jew’s defense into a damning testimony of otherness. The traditional portrayal of the Jew as usurer or banker, as a parasite who uses money to make money, suggests the economic base of anti-Semitism and the relation between the anti-Semite’s monster Jew and Dracula….the Jew and the vampire, within a certain politics of monstrosity, are both degenerate—they both represent parasite sexuality and economy, they both unite blood and gold in what is feared to be a conspiracy against nationhood.
Judith Halberstam, Skin Shows, pg.104-5 (via bemusedbibliophile)



today I felt like trying to make a low poly mini terrarium model, so I did! I have a game about terrariums I’d like to make eventually in this sort of style, need to get better at it first tho

Waaaah, this is great! Pixel art has seen such a huge revival in the last few years that it’s probably about time we graduate from NES/SNES to N64-era designs. Now if only I could make this low-poly terrarium physical. Someone loan me a 3D printer. —MN

To all the Tumblr users who tend to use tags very liberally:



Let’s play a game.

Type the following words into your tags box, then post the first automatic tag that comes up.










#youth chili cookoff


#how are people supposed to read books if they can’t even eat fries off of them?

#you are the reason I am wary of converts
#also I had no idea who adam levine was but now I’ve looked him up and he’s ugly
#What I want has nothing to do with it. Information just wants to be shared it wants to be free
#How to Be a Stuffed Animal
#look at that Very Natural composition
#because everyone is talking about Hebrew pronunciation
#3 am rum will never be a bad decision before important progress reports

Just playing devil’s advocate, what if you shut up and didn’t entertain patently stupid ideas?

gone four days and already back to petty sniping


Today in Mussar, the elderly man kept bringing up Hitler as a reason why he thinks we can’t honor every human being. I, playing Devil’s Advocate, brought up the other side — that of course what he did was a terrible terrible thing and I don’t condone his actions whatsoever, but he could have being doing what he thought was right and/or what was best for Germany after their humiliation from WWI. If looks could kill, I’m dead.

Not without reason.

a pop-up cat cafe is coming to the bowery on the 24th, running through the 27th. is this the moment at which NY reverses its backwards slide into irrelevance, and marches forth proudly into the 21st century? is this a harbinger of cat cafes to come?

I should get off of tumblr for a few days. Too much anxiety on here right now. Less likely to open my mouth about things I don’t quite understand and say unintentionally flippant things.