By Nate Barksdale
Originally published in Comment, 10 December 2010
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There are many reasons why I was never able to finish reading Crime and Punishment—the type was a bit on the small side, the names and the chapters were a little too long, the plot reminded me of a bad experience I had in high school—but, in hindsight, I'd say the blame falls heaviest at the feet of two men. I am speaking, of course, of Gandhi and Hitler.
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By Nate Barksdale
Originally published in the print edition of Comment, 1 September 2010
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Foucault's pendulum has fallen. On April 6, the steel cable snapped and sent it crashing onto the polished floor of the Musée des Artes et Metiers in Paris. The 28 kilogram brass weight ended its 159-year career—the dented bob is, a museum spokesperson affirmed, beyond repair—doing what it was meant to do: obeying the law of gravity. I have to admit I shed a tear (or at least the idea of a tear) for the fallen bit of scientific history, not because I'd visited the pendulum myself, or even read the 1988 Umberto Eco novel which takes its title and climax from the now-not-swinging orb. I have my own tangled history with pendulums—one stretching back, depending how you count it, decades, even centuries. It's quite a bit of weight to bear, but a tale worth telling.
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By Nate Barksdale
Originally published in Comment, 24 September 2010
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A few months ago, around my thirty-fourth birthday, I decided what I really needed was a smaller guitar. A man reaches a certain age, I guess, and after spending most of my life figuring out tunes on a classical guitar, I figured I'd gotten as good at "Wayfaring Stranger" as I was going to get. I thought something smaller might enliven the mix.
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By Nate Barksdale
Originally published in Comment, 11 June 2010
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One Friday night in the early 1990s, my family rented an old black-and-white foreign film for our weekend's entertainment. I don't recall the movie's title, let alone what any of us thought of it when we viewed it, but I remember very clearly a bit of promotional copy on the front of the VHS cassette's cardboard slipcase, in the space usually reserved for Siskel and Ebert's thumbs: NOW WITH YELLOW SUBTITLES!
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With attention to religious expression, Olympic performance,
and general bloodthirstiness

By Nate Barksdale
February 2010
One of my 2010 New Year's resolutions was simple: I wanted to learn the words to the French national anthem. My reasons for memorizing "La Marseillaise" were twofold: first, I'd always wanted to sing along with that climactic scene in Casablanca where Bogart, Bergman, and the whole gang at Rick's Café Américain join together to drown out an annoying chorus of Nazi officers. And second, for the past few years I've undertaken an unsuccessful effort to teach myself the language of Voltaire and Hulot, largely by watching Le 20 Heures, the French national broadcaster's nightly newscast.
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