As a retiree of the University of California I was looking forward to remote library privileges in perpetuity. Little did I suspect. Two days ago, while trying to call up someone's questionable research through the library's proxy, I was precluded from doing so. Without knowing it, I'd been living on *cough* borrowed time. As a retired member of the administrative staff, and not of the academic staff, I'm entitled to borrow hard things, in person only. No more remote access to e-journals. I'm, as the Antipodeans would say, stuffed, rooted, and let's not forget buggered.
Henceforth, I'll be shooting in the dark if I see some laughable knowledge claims parrotted in the press. I'll be forced to guess at the quality of the data that led to the claim. Fat lot of good that'll be.
You're witnessing the twilight of the Subversive Archaeologist.
But hey, you and I made it almost two years!
Maybe it's for the best. I've been neglectful for the past few months, with my mind on other matters. That hasn't stopped.
Maybe a hiatus is the answer.
OK. So, in honour of my disconnection from all that is archaeological research, it's me and the Bombay Sapphire this afternoon. Cheers, Dears! I'll be thinking of you.
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