Not much has changed here—I’m still working through the end-of-semester madness, trying to make my papers take form and make sense, trying to keep my students motivated, trying to find a five spare minutes to spend with my husband, blah blah blah. I have four more weeks of this. All the same, I needed to vent something today.
So, I usually consider myself relatively unflappable and as such I’m not one to react to news of bombings in parts of the world that I might visit soon, but this morning when I heard on the radio that al-Qaeda had left a pair of presents in Algeria, it made my insides quiver in an unexpected way. Granted, if they award me the fellowship I’m not even headed to Algeria—it would be next door, to Tunisia—but I’ve always thought of that part of the Islamic world as more moderate, more secular, more modern, more tolerant—all those good things that make it easier to live in peace with one’s fellows. It just bothered me to know that al-Qaeda is becoming active in northwest
Mind you, I’m not saying that I’m worried that fundamentalists will overrun
At this point it’s come down to either taking the hypothetically-offered fellowship, or spending the summer in