Some disturbances are small: a tree falls in a forest, creating a light gap. Some are huge: a tsunami knocks open a nuclear power plant.
[D]isturbance is always at the middle of things: the term does not refer us to a harmonious state before disturbance. Disturbances follow other disturbances. Thus all landscapes are disturbed; disturbance is ordinary . . . Whether a disturbance is bearable or unbearable is a question worked out through what follows it: the reformation of assemblages.Anna Lowenhaupt Tsing, “The Life of the Forest,” Chapter 11 in The Mushroom at the End of the World: On the Possibility of Life in Capitalist Ruins, by Anna Lowenhaupt Tsing
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