The greater part of what my [colleagues]
call good I believe in my soul to be bad,
and if I repent of anything, it is very likely
to be my good behavior. What demon
possessed me that I behaved so well?
(Thoreau, overstating, surely.)
What my colleagues call good:
the study of texts (textual harassment)
as if the text (any text) were what counted.
What I call good:
the study of contexts (contextual harassment)
as if the context (the environment, the
surrounding readers studying texts )
is what counts. .
Can you tell the difference?
Between text & context?
The relationship?
(It’s an environmentalism.)
"How can he remember well his ignorance—
which his growth requires--who has so often
to use his knowledge?" (Henry again)
What my colleagues call bad:
ignorance and confusion,
contradiction and paradox
ambiguity and doubt,
uncertainty and
unpredictability,
I call good: exposing it, turning it all UP, putting it
(what? what the? what the hell?) IN PLAY as resource:
ignorance et al which our growth requires.
Can you tell the difference? Between ignorance
exposed as asset & ignorance covered up as liability?
The relationship? (An environmental attitude,
entertaining the play between liberal art & liberal arts.
between fooling with ideas & covering ground, between
positioning & velocity: cultivating our garden & local
food or move on down, move on down the road….)
Uncover. Expose. Love the emperor: his naked butt
AND his new clothes, Like building an ice cream parlor
in hell with no injustice to hot or cold, dumb & dumber,
smart & smarter: all in the family, kin & kind & see
how-it-is they just get along..
We talk “Academics.”
But walk Take-the-Credit-&-Run. (TC&R)
“Academics” is like, say. rugby, skiing, kayaking, learning
guitar or piano, painting, poem-izing—you know: something
anyone does for the love of it.
TC&R is like required gym, compulsory music, first year
composition. .Get R done & out of the way & move on
down the road., cover ground. Hate it now but you’ll love
us for it in retrospect.’.
TC&R rules: the dominant paradigm.
But we talk AS-IF we were stunned stupid,
studying for the Love of IT.
(Can’t help myself. Obsessed. My mathematics.
My sociology. My biochemistry. My history of
the Chinese Red Army. My 18th c. literature and
the Age of Reasons Why. Eat sleep & dream it like
my cousin practicing guitar till his fingers bled.
Compulsive as jogging. An addiction:
My Academics.)
TC&R : Brown Gnosis makes good common
sense. No one loves an obsession,
compulsion, addiction.
Balance, we say.
Moderation.
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