Dread Update- 2 months
It is with great pleasure that I introduce Carlos to the world. Carlos is my very first natural baby dreadlock. I noticed him on Sunday morning— or rather, Nikola fished him out of my mess…
Stories from an American living in Bulgaria
It is with great pleasure that I introduce Carlos to the world. Carlos is my very first natural baby dreadlock. I noticed him on Sunday morning— or rather, Nikola fished him out of my mess…
One of two buses destroyed at the entrance to Gezi Park, Istanbul. On Saturday night every street leading up to Taksim square was barricaded by protesters to prevent the entrance of riot-trucks armed with water…
Continue Reading Romancing Resistance: Reflections on Istanbul Protests in 2013
What I have posted here is a paper for my modern theory course. I definitely see some areas where the paper is lacking and could be expanded, but there are some points that are beginning…
Continue Reading An Interpretation of Istanbul’s Gezi Park Protests: Four Modern Social Theorists
Below is a paper that I wrote for my resistance and social movements course this semester. I am new to this section of anthropology, and a little insecure about it. That being said, if this…
Continue Reading Self-Immolation as a viable protest form in Bulgaria, 2013
Justin Bond: This place has really taken off in the last few years since all these young people started flocking to the city. Sofia: Well, why would they come to New York? It’s so expensive…
Everything that I am about to write is just rumors and hearsay. I don’t actually KNOW what is going on, and perhaps that is the intrigue and intensity of this moment- no one really knows.…
Today I went to apply for my d-visa to Bulgaria. We arrived at the Bulgarian consulate in Istanbul at 850, for the doors to open at 9am. By the time we figured out that we…
I had a final exam today. I am torn between loving and hating final exams. I dislike the way that they held at the end of the semester. You go in, take your final, and…
We went to Bulgaria for the weekend. Hardly a weekend. We left Istanbul at 9 pm on Friday and arrived back with the rising sun Monday morning. It wasn’t supposed to be a vacation, so…
Yesterday, while walking down the side of a hill, kicking up dust with my flip flops, I mentioned to the guy walking next to me that it was a nearly perfect day. He challenged me,…