I am walking around the park pretty much every morning now, with my backpack (weights, books) and journal articles in hand. And things are coming together on this (though they probably could have earlier. So it goes). And two mundane epiphanies that will mean nothing to anyone except me and my supervisors (who I assume... Continue Reading →
Boxer’s disease
"Boxer could not get beyond the letter D. He would trace out A, B, C, D in the dust with his great hoof, and then would stand staring at the letters with his ears back, sometimes shaking his forelock, trying with all his might to remember what came next and never succeeding. On several occasions,... Continue Reading →
Fear and the capture of new markets #transitions #energy
Oh I want a post-doc. Not just for the paying of the bills: I actually know what I want to study too. I want to study the mobilisation of emotions (fear, greed, hope etc) by entrepreneurs and contrapreneurs to create new markets capture existing/emerging ones prevent new ones forming because it offends your a) worldview... Continue Reading →
Rabbit Holes, Mole Hills and living life forward… #PhDburblings
The fairly horrible (emotionally) but exhilarating (intellectually) process of The Thesis is coming to an end, overdue and incomplete as they mostly are. While yomping around the park this morning articles with title like "Institutional Logics and Institutional Work: Should they be agreed?" and "How are Management fashions institutionalized? The role of institutional work", I... Continue Reading →
Of Simmel, land yachts and sympathy for #climate denial
There's a very old joke about a man driving a huge Cadillac through the sticks in the southern States. He stops at an ancient service station for 'gas' (to buy some, not because he has it). The young hick serving him has never seen such a vehicle – sorry – 'vee-hickle', and is awestruck. He... Continue Reading →
Gig review: TV Smith in #Manchester 24 May
There are obvious signs that the species, far from being 'sapiens' (wise) is as dumb as a bag of hammers. Item the first: ignoring climate scientists and biologists for the last three decades (or more), and continuing to burn fossil fuels as if there were, um, no tomorrow. Item the second: building up nuclear weapons... Continue Reading →
Something fishy in the lake: of politics and power
Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up with snow. Robert Frost, Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening The old saw goes 'give a man a fish and you have fed him for a... Continue Reading →
Generosity and conviviality in the age of algorithmic oppression: #Manchester #odmnoble
This was a superb event. A diverse audience of somewhere between 80 and 90 attended a truly excellent event on 'algorithms of oppression' yesterday in Manchester. The event, hosted by Open Data Manchester with the support of The Federation and Manchester School of Art, was centred on a lecture and q and a with Dr Safiya... Continue Reading →
Events, dear boy, events – of oil slicks, rich people and creeping
Musing #1 on Molotch, H. 1970. Oil in Santa Barbara and Power in America. Sociological Inquiry, 40, 131-144. In January 1969 the first big Oil Slick That Mattered washed up on the beaches of rich people in California. Sure, there had been the Torrey Canyon in 1967, where someone took an ill-advised shortcut and hit... Continue Reading →
“Staying with the trouble” – Donna Haraway quote leads to productive ‘trouble’
‘Staying with the Trouble’ insists on working, playing and thinking in multispecies cosmopolitics in the face of the killing of entire ways of being on earth that characterise the age cunningly called 'now' and the place called 'here.' Donna Haraway I am the teaching assistant on a VERY interesting course for third year geography students... Continue Reading →
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