What the uni could be …
What could it be?
A point of resistance. A fightback.
Oh yeah? This is where thought goes to die – everyone knows that.
We academics are not just good for nothing. We make it all worse. We supply it all with its legitimating discourse. We’re shock troops for the Destruction. We’re part of selling the Destruction. Of giving it a language.
We’re placeholders. Lieutenants of the nothing. We’re keeping the place for NOTHING. Nothingness speaks through us.
The void blows through us, right? We’re void thinkers, void writers. The void speaks of itself through us. The void calls out to the void in our students.
Our irrelevance is, like, incredible. It amazes me. I’m stunned by it. The irrelevance of the whole humanities.
We’re beautifully irrelevant. I’d say ornamental, but we’re not even that. We make no difference whatsoever.
We actually glory in it, our irrelevance. We drink toasts to our irrelevance. To the great joke played on us.
We’re not even irrelevant – that’s the problem. The humanities are a tool. We’re useful idiots. We’re actually selling the collapse.
Teaching into nothing. Into the void. Who are we trying to reach? What are we trying to say? What, to bring across. It never mattered. It doesn’t matter. It’s speech for nothing. We prepare our lectures in vain. Put together PowerPoints in vain. For no purpose.
We teach from a script – their script. We don’t know it, but we do.
We have to understand the way we’re being played. All of us. How they’re using us.
They – who are they?
They are fucking legion.
What are we for? What do they have planned for us?
We think we can just do our academic thing. Our philosophy thing.
We think we’ve been allowed to do something. We think we’ve been let off the leash. But we’re on the leash.
We think this is our chance. That it’s a kindness. That we’ve been indulged. That the world’s relented. But the world hasn’t relented.
We think we’ve got one over on the world. That this is a little reprieve. We don’t want to look the Organisational Management gifthorse in the mouth. But we should.
Work in Progress 