reading maus now on postmemory in the bathtub, i wrote a note, and when i climbed out i thought, i wonder what the obamachron means for me. maybe it conjures postmemory, of the encroachment my grandma felt when they came and burned them out. this present encroachment makes me anxious, and i keep returning to it like an affliction, which it is in my life, but also connects to postmemory and collective memory. not to be grandiose, but this empirical shit is all connected.