Festschrift for Tadhg Foley
For Tadhg Anuradha Dingwaney Needham and Lawrence Needham 293
For Tadhg Anuradha Dingwaney Needham and Lawrence Needham Over dinner at our place once, when Edward Said had come to give a talk at Oberlin College, he moved seamlessly from discussing the food we were sharing to reflecting on how in colonial fiction (Forster’s Passage to India, we seem to recall) elaborate meals being offered and consumed are registered by the colonizers as a sign of waste, of a subjugated people’s fecklessness. For the colonized, however, they are understood as a sign of hospitality, of welcoming people into their homes and being secure among them- selves, of building solidarities and friendships. As beneficiaries of Tadhg’s hospitality, we like to think that his invitation to us, before he met us and while he knew of us only through his other friends – Aine O’Brien, Tom Moylan, and Luke Gibbons – resonates significantly with what Said was getting at. We were going to be in London for a semester in 1999, thinking of perhaps visiting Ireland again, when Aine and Tom urged us to contact Tadhg should we make the trip, and to meet with him and get to know him. Hesitant to impose on a stranger, we nonetheless got in touch – and were promptly invited to stay with him at his house in Galway. As we recall, it was spitting rain as we drove our small rental past the town centre in search of a shadowy destination: the HOUSE ON SALTHILL. We had toured Ireland before, visiting the castles, stone crosses, and herit-...
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