IT was a gorgeous, warm, light autumn day, and I’d just had a lovely walk through Back Bay, one of my favorite parts of Boston. I had come to the neuropsychologist after my first year wading through readings and constantly fighting distraction at Harvard, wondering if I might have an attention disorder. (I didn’t.) Now [...]
My classmate—a scholar of Buddhism from the west coast—told me flat-out that she’d never liked the South.
I shifted uncomfortably in the hard lecture hall seat, bored and barely even listening. The professor was explaining the importance of context in religious studies to the relatively small, mostly undergraduate class. Suddenly, something he said made me bolt up rod-straight in my seat: “So, for example, my context is going to be very different from the context of a snakehandling Pentecostal in Alabama.” My hand shot up like a bolt.
An exploration of Athens, Georgia and its personal history leads to a reflection on the loss of a sense of place in American society.
The south eastern United States possesses a traditional culture that, while under appreciated, is both as valuable as any other and as endangered by globalization. Part of that culture is its own unique English lexicon.
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