By Cathy Davidson. This is a very loosely constructed essay (perhaps even a random series of thoughts) inspired by being cognitively impaired during a medical recuperation following a rather melodramatic GI disaster. Prognosis for full recovery is great--I'm on my way. But, currently, in a weakened state, many formerly simple cognitive tasks are difficult. In this state, I remember the wise words of my dear friend, the late Eve Kosofsky Sedgwick, when chemotherapy had so wracked her body and her mind that, at the end, she passed days playing online solitaire--and, as always, gaining insights. More...
8 juillet 2015
Handicapped By Being Underimpaired: Teaching with Equality at the Core
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