Guest Post: An Open Letter to Anthropology

[The following is a guest post by graduate student of anthropology. All names have been changed.] Dear Anthropology, I want you to know why I feel the way I do about you. You have absolutely, irrevocably, broken my heart. One day, I may forgive you. Today is not that day. Today is the day that ...

Photo taken from an apartment window in downtown Gaza City on a busy Thursday evening. The photo was taken with a long exposure, capturing the vibrancy of the city on a busy evening.

A City Called Gaza

When the aging stretch taxi made its way out of the parking lot of the Rafah Terminal in the southern Gaza Strip I remember being struck by the beauty of Palestine’s coastal plain. I entered Gaza via Egypt, which in the spring of 2013 was the most reliable crossing into the Strip. We made our ...

Photo of an alleyway with blue trimmed windows and flowering pants planted along the side.

Observations and reflections

Four Poems, Spring 2018 1) I remember you, abuela. The tortillas and the way you touched the comal to check the temperature. I want to ask you things that I did not ask you before. How were your boys and girls when you were young? I listen to your music and wonder why when we ...

A photo looking up at the Biosphere 2 building. It looks like a large, futuristic snake coiling from the bottom with a large tower, its head, jutting toward the sky.

The decadence and depravity of Biosphere 2

Biosphere 2 is an Earth systems research facility on occupied Tohono O’odham land (in so-called Oracle, Arizona, just north of Cuk Ṣon, so-called Tucson). It has a rather strange history. What started as a utopian project to test the feasibility of a closed ecological system for use in future outer space habitats, it ran into highly publicized ...

Something to Shoot For

A note for the reader:  I had the idea to attend a gun show and doing some writing about it a while ago, but the appeal of it faded relatively quickly. I filed it away as an idea that seemed good, but that I didn’t feel like I had the energy to actually follow through ...

Black and white photo of graffiti on a wall that reads "Soyez réaliste, demandez l'impossible," one of the many slogans of the May 1968 student/worker strike in France. It means, "Be a realist. Demand the impossible."

This is unsettling; this is our discipline.

[This article was co-authored by Dick Powis and Savannah Martin. Please cite accordingly.] Today, we are proud to launch Footnotes, a group blog by and for anthropology and anthro-adjacent scholars who want to advance anthropology, what it can do, what it means, and who can participate in it. It is thrilling to join 20 incredible ...

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