The search for this coach,
Inspires nothing in me.
The haikus suffer.
Thursday (Bonus) Haiku!
A season of pain
Ends in bliss at Lambeau Field.
Caleb gives me hope.
The Chicago Bears
are the only team for me.
Our time is coming.
Biography of Author
Philip Kaisary is the 2023–25 Ruth and Mark Phillips Professor in Cultural Mediations and an Associate Professor in the Department of Law & Legal Studies, the Department of English Language & Literature, and the Institute for Comparative Studies in Literature, Art & Culture. Philip is a legal, literary, and cultural comparativist and his work brings questions of resistance and struggle to bear on legal and cultural forms, theorizes and critically appraises alternative modes of being in the world, and addresses the intersections of law, politics, and culture. He is the author of The Haitian Revolution in the Literary Imagination: Radical Horizons, Conservative Constraints (University of Virginia Press, 2014) and his next book, From Havana to Hollywood: Slave Resistance in the Cinematic Imaginary, is forthcoming with SUNY Press. During his tenure as Ruth and Mark Phillips Professor, Philip will be leading a law and literature teaching and research project that, evoking the work of Benita Parry on postcolonial theory, is titled, “Directions and Dead Ends in the ‘Law and Literature’ Movement.” This project has as its goal the development of a materialist and worldly approach to ‘Law and Literature.’
Tomorrow: Haiku Thursday!
Note: This is the final week of my semester, and thus time will be a precious commodity. Since the Bears are delivering much of an effort on game days, I’m moving to haikus until this week’s game preview on Thursday.
In Glendale, we learned
a game can tell a story.
A tragic drama.
Lifeless and listless,
the Bears quit on their head coach,
ending their season.
When do you move on?
When do you know it’s over?
Has that time not come?
As I stood in Northwest Stadium, coming to the realization that the Bears had allowed an unthinkable Hail Maryland and lost a game they had no business winning in the first place, I wasn’t angry. Was I disappointed? Of course. I don’t think I need to use this space to present my credentials as a Bears fan. That resume has been thoroughly vetted. I wasn’t angry because football doesn’t make me angry anymore. And quite frankly, if it’s capable of making you angry, you shouldn’t watch it.
I’m 42 years old. I got a theater company with a thriving education program. I got a new play and musical I think are going to be really interesting when we get them on stage. I have a great relationship, amazing friends, two cool cats, an incredible community and yes, this website, which has endured since 2005 and given me more than I could have ever imagined. Oh, and I am also pursuing a PhD that is about as rigorous as one could imagine, swallowing up every available minute of my time. I don’t share all of this to brag about my life. (Although it is pretty good, aside from a wonky back the last month.) I share all of this to say that IS my life. Those things are me. If I’m going to get angry it’s going to be in support of those endeavors and for those people.
The Bears aren’t me. And quite frankly, I’m thrilled about that.
His name is Trevor.
Seems a very British name.
Well, ‘allo Trevor!
Along Edgware Road,
Montez mangias on shawarma.
Both white and red sauce.
(Note: Shawarma can be a three-syllable word, but I have never used more than two, so it’s writing in my colloquial.)
A bear in London,
is no werewolf of London.
Still, be wary, Jim.
New Bear With Us coming tomorrow, Titans preview later this week. Anything to ease the day-to-day nerves.
Jeff has a Labor Day Haiku to get us closer to Sunday, and I’ll be live tonight looking at Titans film — see you there.
A (rhyming) haiku for the holiday.
ON THIS LABOR DAY
ONE FILM STANDS ABOVE THE FRAY.
UNION. NORMA RAE.— DaBearsBlog (@dabearsblog) September 2, 2024
