He’s giving a speech.
He’s not. God – a speech! – that’s all we need. A speech! What about!?
A welcome speech! A speech about kindness!
No! No!
An organisational manager does profundity. Does sincerity.
He was talking about seed beds and test beds. He kept saying there’s work to be done on.
And EDI. He kept talking EDI. It was a whole mantra with him: EDI. And kindness. He loves the word, kindness. He was instructing us on the importance of kindness. That’s what’s replaced ethics, in academia.
Is Tyrell sincere? Does he actually mean this stuff?
Isn’t he just stupid?
He’s optimistic. Boundlessly so.
Doesn’t he see that there’s a different culture. A different way of looking at things. He thinks this is the future. He wants to co opt us. Synergise us.
Yeah, says the Borg.
I hate him. I really do.
Am I unreasonable? Am I a fanatic? I think I am. I’ve been radicalised. I’m a fundamentalist now.
A fundamentalist what?
I don’t know. I’m just against.
Against what?
Against everything. Against the world. Against their world, anyway.
I actually feel ashamed of being human. Ashamed of being alive, of existing.
God, how intolerable the intolerable is!
How did we get like this? How come we have such a low threshold for university bullshit? We’re not fit for human company anymore.
Were we ever?
We do it to each other. We license it in each other. We’re not good for each other. This is what being in a philosophy department does to you. It’s a hall of mirrors.
So you think we should embrace our Organisational Management overlords?
These people are of another species!
These people are robots – fucking robots – and don’t you forget it.
Work in Progress 