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		<title>Comment on Condolences Book by Eva von Redecker</title>
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		<dc:creator>Eva von Redecker</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 03 Mar 2012 16:51:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When I first heard about Elisabeth&#039;s death, I could only think of Christine. 
I found it – still find it – simply unacceptable that this most beautiful, passionate and companionate relationship, the wonderful and funny story of which I recounted so many times as a proof that happiness is possible, should be broken by death just like that, just like in bad old lesbian films, assimilating it to some romantic narrative rather than the dynamic, radiating, most lively example of love I know. 
It was my friend and flatmate Mona who first found words. As so many of my friends, she has briefly met Elisabeth (somehow there was always a party when she was visiting). Crying along with me, Mona plainly said: “And I wanted her to come to Mesendorf (our newly set up land commune/artist colony outside Berlin) and once in my life have someone like her look at my paintings.” 
This wish seems so very telling of the impact Elisabeth had on innumerous lives. Her presence, her gaze, her judgement, were so uniquely powerful and generous. It definitely inspired a profound reorganization of my life and -self. Back at a time of utter consanguine shipwreck, her queer kinship saved my soul. 
Her friendship brightened my life. Being able to rely on the fact that what I did was indeed to be shared with her, exposed to her kind scrutiny, made me at home in the world and somehow responsible for it. Navigating my life seems a lonelier and less rewarding task now. Couldn&#039;t we at least go on argueing whether academic philosophy was good for anything at all? But a lot of this can be bridged in imagination and commemoration. I&#039;m used to the long gaps between our transatlantic commutes and I am steering friendlier waters these days.
What weighs heavier is the little things. Not having her stay over in our new place. No more shared culinary and oenological indulgence. Fiery debates about politics. And academic gossip. The joy of taking her out to the most obscure and original spots in Berlin. And the joy of being taken to the most must see exhibition in London – or the best place to swim in Hudson Bay. Those days of mutual visits, carefully wrung from crazy diaries. One could just link in with her intensity. Elisabeth had this wonderful gift to turn everything that caught her gaze into something that mattered. It was redeeming to be seen that way, but I will miss even more the irrevocable loss of sharing that vibrant perspective, a few days at a time, once or twice a year.
I would so have loved to show Mona&#039;s paintings to her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When I first heard about Elisabeth&#8217;s death, I could only think of Christine.<br />
I found it – still find it – simply unacceptable that this most beautiful, passionate and companionate relationship, the wonderful and funny story of which I recounted so many times as a proof that happiness is possible, should be broken by death just like that, just like in bad old lesbian films, assimilating it to some romantic narrative rather than the dynamic, radiating, most lively example of love I know.<br />
It was my friend and flatmate Mona who first found words. As so many of my friends, she has briefly met Elisabeth (somehow there was always a party when she was visiting). Crying along with me, Mona plainly said: “And I wanted her to come to Mesendorf (our newly set up land commune/artist colony outside Berlin) and once in my life have someone like her look at my paintings.”<br />
This wish seems so very telling of the impact Elisabeth had on innumerous lives. Her presence, her gaze, her judgement, were so uniquely powerful and generous. It definitely inspired a profound reorganization of my life and -self. Back at a time of utter consanguine shipwreck, her queer kinship saved my soul.<br />
Her friendship brightened my life. Being able to rely on the fact that what I did was indeed to be shared with her, exposed to her kind scrutiny, made me at home in the world and somehow responsible for it. Navigating my life seems a lonelier and less rewarding task now. Couldn&#8217;t we at least go on argueing whether academic philosophy was good for anything at all? But a lot of this can be bridged in imagination and commemoration. I&#8217;m used to the long gaps between our transatlantic commutes and I am steering friendlier waters these days.<br />
What weighs heavier is the little things. Not having her stay over in our new place. No more shared culinary and oenological indulgence. Fiery debates about politics. And academic gossip. The joy of taking her out to the most obscure and original spots in Berlin. And the joy of being taken to the most must see exhibition in London – or the best place to swim in Hudson Bay. Those days of mutual visits, carefully wrung from crazy diaries. One could just link in with her intensity. Elisabeth had this wonderful gift to turn everything that caught her gaze into something that mattered. It was redeeming to be seen that way, but I will miss even more the irrevocable loss of sharing that vibrant perspective, a few days at a time, once or twice a year.<br />
I would so have loved to show Mona&#8217;s paintings to her.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Condolences Book by Debra Brackett</title>
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		<dc:creator>Debra Brackett</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 03:08:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>KS Iyengar together on his book tour in NYC.  And I was so grateful that she found a new, wonderful life partner in Christine.  I cannot fathom your loss, as I feel seared through the heart myself.  I appreciated the way Elisabeth welcomed me into her life and cared about me.  I wanted to tell her that I had visited Freud&#039;s house in Vienna last March, and that some of the conversations we had in the park were right on target--and things were coming to fruition now; that I think of her often although we are not in touch, b/c there is so much going on in the world that is relevant to her approach to social justice.  I often used to remind Elisabeth to stay in the moment b/c she seemed to get lost in her head sometimes.  I guess she has had the last word--this early departure is a clear message to appreciate the moment you have today--and to speak truth to power and take action to right the wrongs that you see.  Her untimely death is a loss to all.  I am so sorry, Christine.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>KS Iyengar together on his book tour in NYC.  And I was so grateful that she found a new, wonderful life partner in Christine.  I cannot fathom your loss, as I feel seared through the heart myself.  I appreciated the way Elisabeth welcomed me into her life and cared about me.  I wanted to tell her that I had visited Freud&#8217;s house in Vienna last March, and that some of the conversations we had in the park were right on target&#8211;and things were coming to fruition now; that I think of her often although we are not in touch, b/c there is so much going on in the world that is relevant to her approach to social justice.  I often used to remind Elisabeth to stay in the moment b/c she seemed to get lost in her head sometimes.  I guess she has had the last word&#8211;this early departure is a clear message to appreciate the moment you have today&#8211;and to speak truth to power and take action to right the wrongs that you see.  Her untimely death is a loss to all.  I am so sorry, Christine.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Condolences Book by Debra Brackett</title>
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		<dc:creator>Debra Brackett</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 21 Feb 2012 03:00:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Only the good die young. Or so it seems in light of this information which only now has found its way to me.  I knew Elisabeth in the context of personal fitness/friend.  We shared early morning runs in the Wissahickon in Philadephia in the 90s, and stayed in touch through her move to NYC.  We saw B</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Only the good die young. Or so it seems in light of this information which only now has found its way to me.  I knew Elisabeth in the context of personal fitness/friend.  We shared early morning runs in the Wissahickon in Philadephia in the 90s, and stayed in touch through her move to NYC.  We saw B</p>
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		<title>Comment on In Memoriam: Elisabeth Young-Bruehl (Written by Dominique Browning) by Jennifer Lehr</title>
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		<dc:creator>Jennifer Lehr</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 19:39:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>hi dominique,

i found your blog researching Childism. i&#039;m so sorry for your loss. elisabeth young bruel was obviously an incredible person. i&#039;ve only now heard of her as i&#039;ve believe for quite some time that we do live in a Childist culture and was thrilled to find someone as sharp and thorough who had articulated and explained the concept. i ma saddened, of course, that she is not here (for her and her family, of course) but also to promote this well-researched, seminal work.  who might be able to carry the torch. i&#039;d hate for this title not to get the attention it NEEDS.

thank you for sharing your thoughts and feelings on elisabeth young breuhl. what an inspiration!

best,

jennifer lehr</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>hi dominique,</p>
<p>i found your blog researching Childism. i&#8217;m so sorry for your loss. elisabeth young bruel was obviously an incredible person. i&#8217;ve only now heard of her as i&#8217;ve believe for quite some time that we do live in a Childist culture and was thrilled to find someone as sharp and thorough who had articulated and explained the concept. i ma saddened, of course, that she is not here (for her and her family, of course) but also to promote this well-researched, seminal work.  who might be able to carry the torch. i&#8217;d hate for this title not to get the attention it NEEDS.</p>
<p>thank you for sharing your thoughts and feelings on elisabeth young breuhl. what an inspiration!</p>
<p>best,</p>
<p>jennifer lehr</p>
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		<title>Comment on #61. Personal Responsibility Under Dictatorship by Paula Mcdole</title>
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		<dc:creator>Paula Mcdole</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 04:53:01 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hello everyone,

I have been reading Childism and a few of these blogs.
I have not read the two that she is describing here but I must say, I seem to agree with Bakan; Elizabeth may see a fallacy in that he seems to say no one has a choice. This could be true but my experiences tell me he is on the right track. Irregardless if people &#039;inside&#039; corporations have the power to act in a way to support children, by and large, it is not happening out here in reality. 

So, what do I want to say here? I agree with Bakan, corporations are out of control; I think it is time we start discussing what can be done about it. 

I want to offer two ideas and hope to see some discussion. The first is an idea by Jacque Fresco. I will not say much about it but offer a link to a video in which he describes his theories. My hope is that if you are an extremely critical person, you will at least see it&#039;s potential. I think instead of completely dissing an idea, one should offer a worthy improvement. Please watch some of the other videos as well because he does not cover everything in this one video. 
I will say one thing: I agree that the scientific method should rule the day; I agree that the majority of people do not have the slightest clue about what is best in any situation. If we keep the &#039;majority rules&#039; (democracy) way of doing things, nothing will ever be agreed upon and &#039;action&#039; will never take place. I know there are millions of people wanting something better for themselves and their children but have little or no power to make even a dent of a difference because they lack the appropriate type and kind of education to do so. I am a perfect example of this. In other words, the educational system is failing most of the people it is supposed to be helping. Here is the link:
http://www.thevenusproject.com/en/the-venus-project/resource-based-economy

The second: in Childism, she mentions education, I strongly endorse education, however, our system needs vast reform. Three main issues, in my opinion: a lack of life skills, critical thinking, and parenting/marital classes. These skills need to be introduced in elementary school and further expanded in high school. I&#039;ve heard arguments that these types of things should be taught at home; however, one must first have knowledge in order to pass it on and second, have some idea about how to pass it on, effectively. 

I have much more to say but I will leave here for now...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hello everyone,</p>
<p>I have been reading Childism and a few of these blogs.<br />
I have not read the two that she is describing here but I must say, I seem to agree with Bakan; Elizabeth may see a fallacy in that he seems to say no one has a choice. This could be true but my experiences tell me he is on the right track. Irregardless if people &#8216;inside&#8217; corporations have the power to act in a way to support children, by and large, it is not happening out here in reality. </p>
<p>So, what do I want to say here? I agree with Bakan, corporations are out of control; I think it is time we start discussing what can be done about it. </p>
<p>I want to offer two ideas and hope to see some discussion. The first is an idea by Jacque Fresco. I will not say much about it but offer a link to a video in which he describes his theories. My hope is that if you are an extremely critical person, you will at least see it&#8217;s potential. I think instead of completely dissing an idea, one should offer a worthy improvement. Please watch some of the other videos as well because he does not cover everything in this one video.<br />
I will say one thing: I agree that the scientific method should rule the day; I agree that the majority of people do not have the slightest clue about what is best in any situation. If we keep the &#8216;majority rules&#8217; (democracy) way of doing things, nothing will ever be agreed upon and &#8216;action&#8217; will never take place. I know there are millions of people wanting something better for themselves and their children but have little or no power to make even a dent of a difference because they lack the appropriate type and kind of education to do so. I am a perfect example of this. In other words, the educational system is failing most of the people it is supposed to be helping. Here is the link:<br />
<a href="http://www.thevenusproject.com/en/the-venus-project/resource-based-economy" rel="nofollow">http://www.thevenusproject.com/en/the-venus-project/resource-based-economy</a></p>
<p>The second: in Childism, she mentions education, I strongly endorse education, however, our system needs vast reform. Three main issues, in my opinion: a lack of life skills, critical thinking, and parenting/marital classes. These skills need to be introduced in elementary school and further expanded in high school. I&#8217;ve heard arguments that these types of things should be taught at home; however, one must first have knowledge in order to pass it on and second, have some idea about how to pass it on, effectively. </p>
<p>I have much more to say but I will leave here for now&#8230;</p>
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		<title>Comment on #45. The state as a corporation: a dangerous misunderstanding by Tegan Spielberg</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tegan Spielberg</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 16 Feb 2012 01:02:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I precisely desired to say thanks all over again. I am not sure what I would have done in the absence of the entire strategies shown by you on such area of interest. It was actually a distressing difficulty in my circumstances, but being able to view a new skilled form you processed the issue forced me to cry for gladness. I will be grateful for your guidance and then hope you are aware of an amazing job that you are carrying out instructing many people by way of your web site. I know that you haven&#039;t met any of us.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I precisely desired to say thanks all over again. I am not sure what I would have done in the absence of the entire strategies shown by you on such area of interest. It was actually a distressing difficulty in my circumstances, but being able to view a new skilled form you processed the issue forced me to cry for gladness. I will be grateful for your guidance and then hope you are aware of an amazing job that you are carrying out instructing many people by way of your web site. I know that you haven&#8217;t met any of us.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Condolences Book by Tom Blancato</title>
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		<dc:creator>Tom Blancato</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 01 Feb 2012 05:33:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I am very sad to see that Elisabeth is no longer with us, having really only just discovered her. I think the many who learned from her could do well to try to bring together their inter-essence and act together in concert in a way befitting the potentials unfolded by people like Arendt to think what we are doing better and in new and developing forms. Taking such action would be a fitting homage, so I invite anyone who is interested to post a reply on my blog, inthesatyagraha.blogspot.com if the would like to explore ways of using the language of people like E. Young-Bruehl and Arendt to come to terms with the world today. The finality of death is at the same time a reminder, in a strange way, of the miraculousness of action, and this may be the best thing to take away from the loss of a wonderful mind: to take action with as unexpected and original a genius as the unexpected and unwelcome loss.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I am very sad to see that Elisabeth is no longer with us, having really only just discovered her. I think the many who learned from her could do well to try to bring together their inter-essence and act together in concert in a way befitting the potentials unfolded by people like Arendt to think what we are doing better and in new and developing forms. Taking such action would be a fitting homage, so I invite anyone who is interested to post a reply on my blog, inthesatyagraha.blogspot.com if the would like to explore ways of using the language of people like E. Young-Bruehl and Arendt to come to terms with the world today. The finality of death is at the same time a reminder, in a strange way, of the miraculousness of action, and this may be the best thing to take away from the loss of a wonderful mind: to take action with as unexpected and original a genius as the unexpected and unwelcome loss.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Condolences Book by Rosemary Balsam and Paul Schwaber</title>
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		<dc:creator>Rosemary Balsam and Paul Schwaber</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Tue, 17 Jan 2012 03:20:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Quite simply, we both loved Elisabeth.P knew her from as far back as her Wesleyan days, and we both knew her in the Western New England institute for Psychoanalysis in New Haven and ever after. Her wisdom, erudition, teaching, writing gifts, insights and generativity are legend. Her abilities to enlighten, engage, critique and even accept criticism and shift perspective were greater than most can encompass. And with it all, she was tender, dear, loving, stalwart and vulnerable. We were thrilled with her marriage to Christine. Our lives are all diminished by this deep loss. I, (R) shall be writing an obituary in Studies in Gender and Sexuality, and P will be helping organize an event in her honor at WNEIP, both of us aware of feeling grateful to share our grief with those who also cared so much about her.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Quite simply, we both loved Elisabeth.P knew her from as far back as her Wesleyan days, and we both knew her in the Western New England institute for Psychoanalysis in New Haven and ever after. Her wisdom, erudition, teaching, writing gifts, insights and generativity are legend. Her abilities to enlighten, engage, critique and even accept criticism and shift perspective were greater than most can encompass. And with it all, she was tender, dear, loving, stalwart and vulnerable. We were thrilled with her marriage to Christine. Our lives are all diminished by this deep loss. I, (R) shall be writing an obituary in Studies in Gender and Sexuality, and P will be helping organize an event in her honor at WNEIP, both of us aware of feeling grateful to share our grief with those who also cared so much about her.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Condolences Book by Elianne Keulemans</title>
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		<dc:creator>Elianne Keulemans</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Jan 2012 15:23:36 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>In October 2010, Elisabeth and Christine visited the Radboud University Nijmegen (the Netherlands), invited by Soeterbeeck Programma. Elisabeth delivered an impressive Hannah Arendt Lecture, and we were very happy to meet her and Christine. We were impressed by Elisabeth&#039;s warm, inviting and intelligent personality - it was a great pleasure to be in her and Christine&#039;s company during some days.
We, the colleagues from the Soeterbeeck Programma, Radboud University, were shocked to hear about Elisabeth&#039;s sudden death. We want to express our sympathy and to send our sincere condolences to Christine and her family.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>In October 2010, Elisabeth and Christine visited the Radboud University Nijmegen (the Netherlands), invited by Soeterbeeck Programma. Elisabeth delivered an impressive Hannah Arendt Lecture, and we were very happy to meet her and Christine. We were impressed by Elisabeth&#8217;s warm, inviting and intelligent personality &#8211; it was a great pleasure to be in her and Christine&#8217;s company during some days.<br />
We, the colleagues from the Soeterbeeck Programma, Radboud University, were shocked to hear about Elisabeth&#8217;s sudden death. We want to express our sympathy and to send our sincere condolences to Christine and her family.</p>
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		<title>Comment on Condolences Book by Daniel Frank</title>
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		<dc:creator>Daniel Frank</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 02 Jan 2012 20:04:34 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dec. 10, 2011

Dear Christine,

I first met Elisabeth in January 1971 as a high school junior who had stumbled into a course that she was teaching on Saturday mornings at the New School called “Philosophical Problems in Literature.” The syllabus included readings of Beckett, Camus, Kafka, Benjamin, Freud, Dostoyevsky and Weil, and if that was not sufficient to eliminate the dungeon walls of an adolescent’s mind, there was Elisabeth herself, appearing each Saturday morning as if she had not slept the night before, coffee cup in hand, setting herself down, fumbling in her bag for tobacco and rolling papers. She was young enough to be an older sibling, but already presented an authority of someone older, wiser. At once cool and impassioned, affectionate and brusque, decisive and sensitive, her assurance and her delight in us worked as an intoxicant that exhilarated all of us in the class. There were anecdotes of her most absently poet husband, of a student protest that they had recently had at the New School, of Arendt and her émigré circle. To put it as simply as I know: the experience of that class opened a door onto a path along which I still walk.
	Over the next decade, Elisabeth became a guide, a mentor, a friend, encouraged me to explore what mattered most to me and how I might incorporate these passions into whatever life course I might choose. Our paths crossed again fifteen years ago over my interest in publishing some of Arendt’s work. The presence of Elisabeth in my life again over the last decade has been a tremendous joy. Her insistence on attending to what she cared about, her clarity, her passionate mindfulness became more admirable, more inspiring. She was irrepressible, possessed of a unique blend of idealism and practicality that refused to accept something was impossible. That she is no longer here simply defies everything she stood for.
	I hope that the devastating loss is offset by the knowledge of how much you gave her, how much pleasure—that you, and only you, allowed her to be exactly the person she wanted to be.

	Fondly, 
		Dan</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dec. 10, 2011</p>
<p>Dear Christine,</p>
<p>I first met Elisabeth in January 1971 as a high school junior who had stumbled into a course that she was teaching on Saturday mornings at the New School called “Philosophical Problems in Literature.” The syllabus included readings of Beckett, Camus, Kafka, Benjamin, Freud, Dostoyevsky and Weil, and if that was not sufficient to eliminate the dungeon walls of an adolescent’s mind, there was Elisabeth herself, appearing each Saturday morning as if she had not slept the night before, coffee cup in hand, setting herself down, fumbling in her bag for tobacco and rolling papers. She was young enough to be an older sibling, but already presented an authority of someone older, wiser. At once cool and impassioned, affectionate and brusque, decisive and sensitive, her assurance and her delight in us worked as an intoxicant that exhilarated all of us in the class. There were anecdotes of her most absently poet husband, of a student protest that they had recently had at the New School, of Arendt and her émigré circle. To put it as simply as I know: the experience of that class opened a door onto a path along which I still walk.<br />
	Over the next decade, Elisabeth became a guide, a mentor, a friend, encouraged me to explore what mattered most to me and how I might incorporate these passions into whatever life course I might choose. Our paths crossed again fifteen years ago over my interest in publishing some of Arendt’s work. The presence of Elisabeth in my life again over the last decade has been a tremendous joy. Her insistence on attending to what she cared about, her clarity, her passionate mindfulness became more admirable, more inspiring. She was irrepressible, possessed of a unique blend of idealism and practicality that refused to accept something was impossible. That she is no longer here simply defies everything she stood for.<br />
	I hope that the devastating loss is offset by the knowledge of how much you gave her, how much pleasure—that you, and only you, allowed her to be exactly the person she wanted to be.</p>
<p>	Fondly,<br />
		Dan</p>
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