In 1926: living at the edge of time - Monoskop

ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
THANKS to Ulla Link-Heer for co-teaching that poorly prepared seminar
in the cold Siegen winter of 1987-1988 (and for liking what she saw
coming out of it); to Maria Ascher for more generosity than I deserved,
and for intellectual taste; to Friedrich Balke for offering to translate; to
Kerstin Behnke for many more quotes than anybody could use; to John
Bender for inventing the title; to Gunter Blamberger for wasting his
summer vacations on a book that wasn't his; to Karl Heinz Bohrer for
treating me as an American author; to Steven Brown for being a Heideggerian;
to Judith Butler for much-needed teachings; to Bliss Carnochan
for not buying the bit about grandparents; to Regina Casper for sharing
a favorite text; to Patricia de Castries for fabulous memories; to Joao
Cezar de Castro Rocha for more than a scent of cacha~a; to Christopher
for loving the corpses in every museum; to Wanda Corn for an insight
about tragedy; to Luiz Costa Lima for twenty-six years of friendship and
intellectual challenge; to Bill Egginton for not being too tough on my
writing; to Josh Feinstein for laughing at Kaleidoskop Weimar; to Wlad
Godzich for seeing things that I could not see; to Melissa Goldman for
liking the other entries; to Carlo Ginzburg for wanting photographs; to
Stephen Greenblatt for smiling at so many numbers; to Max Grosse for
reminding me of literature; to Hanni for speaking about his coffin; to
Robert Harrison for proving me wrong; to Thomas Harrison for a
beautiful alternative; to Fritz Hochrein for letting me speak at his birthday;
to Yasushi Ishii for the jazz tapes; to Charlie Junkerman for a sunny
year; to Alice Kaplan for being around during the following year; to
Friedrich Kittler for what his brain has accomplished and for being a
Freund; to Reinhart Koselleck for teaching me history; to Laura for
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