Compassion in the most random of places…
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/27/2015. Song of the Day: “Dance with my Father” by Luther Vandrose. This comes from a conversation I had yesterday with a [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/27/2015. Song of the Day: “Dance with my Father” by Luther Vandrose. This comes from a conversation I had yesterday with a [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/27/2015: Today’s agenda: (1) visit the permit office to tour Union Carbide; (2) first round of interviews with staff/administration and doctors; (3) [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/26/2015. Here is one photo. I will upload more later (the internet is slow tonight). Every photo gives the option of listening [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/26/2015. Before coming to India I binged on a Nat Geo docu-series on Netflix called Wild India, woof, hoping to get accustomed [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/25/2015. Being an ethnographer you are required to be in situations deviant from the (your) norm. You find yourself in places studying [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/25/2015. I went to one of the local malls that is a fifteen minute ride in a tuk tuk, man, what an [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/24/2015. I am having a cup of Indian green tea on the veranda, reading the Stoic philosophy of antiquity, listening to the [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/23/2015. Day Three: Morning Prayers and Bespoke Kurta I drank caffeine last night at the soiree and was unable to sleep peacefully [...]
By ATIBA ROUGIER, 7/23/2015. “I’m in India,” the reality sits in and not just India, but Bhopal, India. The site of the 1984 chemical disaster [...]