Fran Markowitz
I am a cultural anthropologist who has worked in Israel, the U.S., Russia and Bosnia-Herzegovina. I have taught courses on social and cultural theories, ethnographic genres, diasporas, and kinship, and as of October 2020 I have become Professor Emerita. My most recent publications engage with critical race theory, the anthropology of food, millenarianism and religion.
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"Have you ever felt like time was standing still, that you were trapped in a repeating spin-cycle? Perhaps you were suddenly aware of your presence in the present; peering down on yourself from a corner of the room, just another set of eyes watching the drama unfold in the theatre of life. You may have been clinging by your fingernails to something that is being swept away by forces beyond your control; a heart-wrenching lost cause in the face of unexpected change. There might have been times when you have been trapped in the ricochets of rapidly onrushing pasts, the inescapable present and the cliff-edge of impending futures, experiencing confusion as to where and when to turn. Time becomes elastic, the world is whirling, it feels like temporal rhythms are undergoing a tectonic shift, and material objects, sights and sounds seem uncanny. Perhaps there are signs of unstoppable epochal change, nothing will ever be the same … Out with the old and in with the something else. Or maybe the sense is one of haunting, of something past returning in a weird, unexpected way. The vertiginous takes hold."
"Have you ever felt like time was standing still, that you were trapped in a repeating spin-cycle? Perhaps you were suddenly aware of your presence in the present; peering down on yourself from a corner of the room, just another set of eyes watching the drama unfold in the theatre of life. You may have been clinging by your fingernails to something that is being swept away by forces beyond your control; a heart-wrenching lost cause in the face of unexpected change. There might have been times when you have been trapped in the ricochets of rapidly onrushing pasts, the inescapable present and the cliff-edge of impending futures, experiencing confusion as to where and when to turn. Time becomes elastic, the world is whirling, it feels like temporal rhythms are undergoing a tectonic shift, and material objects, sights and sounds seem uncanny. Perhaps there are signs of unstoppable epochal change, nothing will ever be the same … Out with the old and in with the something else. Or maybe the sense is one of haunting, of something past returning in a weird, unexpected way. The vertiginous takes hold."