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Every writer, of every political flavor, has some neat historical analogy, or mini-lesson, with which to preface an argument for why we ought to bomb these guys or side with those guys against the guys we were bombing before. But the best argument for reading history is not that it will show us the right thing to do in one case or the other, but rather that it will show us why even doing the right thing rarely works out.

Adam Gopnik on the value of studying history. (via newyorker)

Being in a country where there a noticeable wave of historical revision of the Marcos years, I was drawn more to this part:

The real sin that the absence of a historical sense encourages is presentism, in the sense of exaggerating our present problems out of all proportion to those that have previously existed. It lies in believing that things are much worse than they have ever been—and, thus, than they really are—or are uniquely threatening rather than familiarly difficult.

Odd though, where I am, those who are quick to praise the dictator and his minions are kids born in the years after he was kicked from power.

pulitzerfieldnotes
pulitzerfieldnotes:

I have heard many theories about the true identity of the Mona Lisa. But I had never heard the one proffered by a bartender at a Bangui cafe. “It is a picture of the mother of Jesus,” she said. “It tells people we are Christian and not Muslim.” 

Image and text by Peter Gwin, via Instagram. Central African Republic, 2014.
Archive: How Al-Qaeda Claimed the Legendary City of Timbuktu, by Peter Gwin for National Geographic.


Whoah! First time to read about something like this. I wonder how the Roman Catholic bishops from where I am would react to this if there was a similar belief here.And to my Filipino friends: No, Bangui above does not refer to that beautiful municipality in Ilocandia. It’s Bangui in the Central African Republic.The post reminds me of photojournalist Camille Lepage. May she rest in peace.

pulitzerfieldnotes:

I have heard many theories about the true identity of the Mona Lisa. But I had never heard the one proffered by a bartender at a Bangui cafe. “It is a picture of the mother of Jesus,” she said. “It tells people we are Christian and not Muslim.” 

Image and text by Peter Gwin, via Instagram. Central African Republic, 2014.

Archive: How Al-Qaeda Claimed the Legendary City of Timbuktu, by Peter Gwin for National Geographic.

Whoah!

First time to read about something like this. I wonder how the Roman Catholic bishops from where I am would react to this if there was a similar belief here.

And to my Filipino friends: No, Bangui above does not refer to that beautiful municipality in Ilocandia. It’s Bangui in the Central African Republic.

The post reminds me of photojournalist Camille Lepage. May she rest in peace.