The chemical engineering move. Was it planned in advance? Were we recruited as part of some dastardly plant to discredit European philosophy? To make it look ridiculous. To destroy its reputation? To drag it down even further. Were we one of the many chess pieces that had to be moved into place?

 

Of course not. It was a whim of some manager, that’s all. It was a more or less random event.  They put no thought into hiring us – not really.

It was a movement in the void, of the void. It was the void hiring us, the void bringing us in. The void that was the centre of all plans. The void desiring. Laughing. The void moving all the pieces. 

Nihilism at work. The void at work, as it’s always at work.

 

We’re a product of mass Higher Education. Of diversity programmes.

We were ripe for the chemical engineering move. Perfect for chemical engineering move!

They were counting on us being flattered. We’d been lifted above our level, into a Russell Group uni. They knew we’d be grateful. Manpulable.

 

How often do three jobs in continental philosophy come up? At a Russell group uni. Never. Never ever. But they came up. And we applied. And we got the jobs.

 

There must have been some greater game here – obvious. And now we’d find out what was going on. Intriguing – to see how the plan pans out. To see what will happen. What we’re for. What our role is. What part we will play. What the void wants of us …