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Monthly Archives: December 2006

Lemon Drop

Walking out of my office, I notice that someone has left a disreputable looking blue plastic bag on the floor just inside the entrance to our work area. A crumpled, hand-written sign above the bag on the wall reads:

Lemons* + bags
Help yourself

They* need to be used soon

I particularly like the notion that the point was as much to get rid of the bag, as the lemons, and the fact that the sign contains the oddly-placed footnote.

Reading Group Sing-Along: Out of Tune

It was a battered and bruised reading group that met yesterday to discuss our selected readings related to Pinker-Jackendoff vs. Chomsky-Hauser-Fitch debate over the evolution of the linguistic faculty. Two of us were sick; all of us were tired; my longstanding interest in questions of evolution was evidently a bit of outlier within the group (which makes some sense, as evolution is generally not the hot button topic in Australia that it often is in the US)… In spite of all of this, the discussion was actually quite good – I’ll hopefully find time tomorrow to post my impressions of the readings and our talk (today, unfortunately, must be given over to meetings – and you all know how much I love those…). For those who just can’t wait, L. Magee has discovered that we are not the first reading group to debate these works in recent times – readers might want to check out the discussion at Mixing Memory.

One of our members asked, given our collective decrepitude at the moment, whether we might want to take a brief break from the cognitive science tangent, drink some hot chocolate, and read a bit of intellectual comfort food. We have agreed to do this, and will spend the next couple of weeks reading an exchange between Derrida and Searle:

Derrida (1988) Limited Inc (Note: “Signature, Event, Context” is now available online.)

Searle (1977) “Reiterating the Differences: a Reply to Derrida” Glyph I

I gather that we’re starting with the first part of Derrida’s work for next week, but the details are still being nailed down…

This temporary change of course means, among other things, that I lied to Robert, when I promised we would have a more thorough discussion of Lakoff on the blog in a couple of weeks. It’s always possible, of course, to just start such a discussion in another appropriate location – perhaps as a belated addendum to the discussion here.

Tender and Contract

Walking to the train station this morning, I found myself behind a demonstrative, affectionate couple. They meandered down the street, arms around one another, throwing one another off balance. As we all waited at a corner for a light to change, the man bent down and kissed the woman affectionately on the forehead, and whispered: “Thank you so much for signing that prenup…”

Rough Thoughts on Friendship

Inspired by Spurious’ recent round of posts on W., Jodi Dean at I Cite has been discussing friendship. Jodi’s posts outline a contrast between a vision of friendship she attributes to Aristotle – an agonistic vision of friendship as a process of driving one another toward an exclusionary form of excellence – and the vision she identifies in Spurious’ relationship to W. – a vision of friendship as a process of playfully dragging one another down and delighting in a shared decline. She wonders:

What if the most complete friends are those drag each other down, slowly, playfully, with tenderness and wit? And they stick by one another, as they are dragged down, into childishness, into a condition where no other could stand them? This may be the most complete friendship, where one becomes for the other a complete friend, the one who can endure one’s insecurity, dampness, odd humor (and humours), silliness, and despair.

For what does it take to be a friend to the virtuous? Not much, I should think, not much at all. For the virtuous are generous and humble, lively and smart, never demanding, never needy, never insecure. And with the virtuous we try to act accordingly, expending all our energies in the labors of virtue.

But virtue is tiresome and the mean is boring. Complete friends drag each other down, as low as they can go, and stay around to laugh at the other as he hits bottom.

I speak to this discussion somewhat diffidently, as the concept of friendship is not something I’ve thought about in a theoretical or philosophical sense – and, to compound the situation, I’m also a very new reader of Spurious, with less knowledge of that blog or its author than many in the I Cite discussion. The opportunities to say profoundly ignorant things abound… I’d still like to use a reflection on the I Cite discussion to work my way a bit closer to a few nagging concepts, but I’ll tuck the content below the fold, with the usual below-the-fold caveat that what follows is rather ill-considered and underdone… Read more of this post

The Apparition of Postmodernity

So I was going to write something on the concept of theoretical pessimism, but then got distracted by this article from The Australian on the rather severe absence of opportunities for students to study Australian literature systematically at university level – severe as in:

Next year, the University of Sydney may have no students taking up the country’s only honours program in Australian literature.

Readers not from Australia may not appreciate how local discussions of anything vaguely related to literary matters – or, more broadly, education policy – somehow always come back to postmodernism. Sure enough, this article obliges:

THE decline of Australian literature is also blamed on funding cuts and the inexorable rise of postmodern theory, a charge that supporters of that theory deny strenuously.

And:

But this indifference doesn’t just come from the pincer movement of academics – Eurocentric traditionalists on one flank, postmodern theorists on the other – who have pushed Australian literature to the periphery.

And:

Pierce declares that the tertiary sector’s neglect of our literature exposes a disconnect between the public and academics: “It isn’t as if people have stopped reading Australian literature. It’s a dissociation of the readership from the formal study of Australian literature.”

He says the rot set in when academics who “abased” themselves before the altar of literary theory acquired institutional power and “captured literature departments in the ’80s”.

Postmodern literary theory – and its near-relation, cultural studies – do not accord canonical works, Australian or otherwise, a privileged place. Such theories hold that everything from Big Brother to Charles Dickens’s Bleak House and Peter Carey’s Bliss is a text, thus diminishing the role of serious literature as a defining cultural force.

The bitter divisions provoked by the rise of theory are well known. Yale University professor Harold Bloom has attacked cultural studies as an enemy of reading and part of the “lunatic destruction of literary studies”.

In Australia, what remains largely unexplored is the role imported, voguish theories have played in the destruction of our literature.

I have a strange fascination with the way in which postmodernism has assumed this sinister reds-under-beds status in Australian policy discussions. The article is filled with more mundane explanations for the plight of Australian literary studies at the tertiary level: longstanding Anglophilia and deprecation of local cultural production; a shift in student interests away from the humanities and, for those who remain within the humanities, toward programs such as creative writing, and away from the study of literary texts; changing structures for the funding of tertiary education, which have resulted in pressures on universities to demonstrate the financial viability of individual degree programs; the drying up of career paths and publication opportunities for tertiary students of Australian literature… But these mundane and obvious causal explanations apparently lack the lustre of postmodernism as a form of spectral causation – after all, how can you beat something that can be demonised as “imported” and “voguish”, that “captures” departments and causes “rot” and that, apparently, carries a faint whiff of idolatry, requiring as it does ritual abasement before an altar of literary theory.

The casual juxtapositions sprinkled through the article are equally problematic – the absence of any impulse to try to reconcile or make sense of contradictory statements suggests the degree to which postmodernism functions as a spectre. Thus the article notes that postmodernism denies privileged status to the canon, while also asking readers to imagine that Eurocentric traditionalists have cooperated with postmodernists in a pincher move to squeeze out the teaching of Australian literature… The article also cites funding cuts and postmodernism in the same sentence – hitting here on something that may represent an actual relationship, but mainly in the sense that the assault on specific forms of academic theory is often hauled out as a political rationalisation for funding cuts, on the grounds that the sorts of “frivolous” studies postmodernism is claimed to promote, are then taken to exemplify why universities must be made more accountable in their use of government funds.

It would be obvious to regular readers that I am very critical of many theoretical approaches that could legitimately be described as postmodernist. The spectrisation of the term “postmodernism” in local policy discussions, however, has very little to do with either the theory or the practice of any kind of actual academic theory. Whatever the intentions, the term “postmodernism” in Australian policy discourse has come to function as a useful deflector of political energies – invoking this term predictably draws out people compelled to defend the theoretical tradition, whose participation in this ritual debate then reinforces the impression that the political dispute actually has something to do with academic theory. Coverage of the various criticisms and defenses of postmodernism then dominates the public discussion. Meanwhile issues that, from my point of view, would be worth a more serious and sustained discussion in the public sphere – changes to the structure of funding for tertiary education, for example – can hide in plain sight, while the heat of the postmodernism debate helps ensure that light rarely falls on them…

Maybe I’m writing about pessimism after all… ;-P

The Scott Heard Round the World

Most readers will already know from Acephalous, Crooked Timber, or elsewhere the fate of Scott Eric Kaufman’s meme experiment, which has been discussed here on a couple of prior occasions. The methodology slam concept seems to have become a bit of a mini-meme (counter meme?) following in Scott’s wake – an unintended experimental side effect, which Scott now apparently intends to address in his MLA presentation:

I’m happy I ran the experiment, if only because I can now cite N. Pepperell’s “methodology slam” in my talk. Because if “the new interdisciplinary” means anything, it’s that people outside your tiny corner of academia can now read, evaluate and condemn your work.

Always happy to be of service…

Blogging Identity

Over at is there no sin in it?, A White Bear has raised some interesting questions about how blogging intersects with real-world contexts. The post begins with a reflection on blogging ethics – is it problematic to blog about our lives, when it’s essentially impossible to do this without bringing in the lives of those around us? It then moves to a discussion of blogging identity: how similar is the “you” of the blog to the “you” in various real-life contexts? What happens when people who know the “you” from one context suddenly encounter the “you” from another? Specifically, A White Bear asks:

So when, if at all, do you tell people you meet that you blog? Do you like it when your new friends read it, or is that kind of creepy, for them to have so much intimate information at their fingertips when you have so little? Do people report back to you in person with their thoughts instead of commenting? Do you ever get super-paranoid that maybe it’s not okay to be talking about your life, which necessarily intersects with the life of others? Then do you get super-extra-paranoid that maybe that’s the wagging finger of the inner “you’re a bad girl!” voice talking?

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So That’s Where My Words Went…

Yesterday, I couldn’t find the words to describe what Spurious is. This morning, I notice that Joseph Kugelmass seems to have found a few:

I’ve just found out that Georges Bataille and Maurice Blanchot have gotten together to work on a group blog where they pretend to be one person named W. Except they are actually writing a novel about somebody (who appears in the picture to be a waifish woman, but I can’t even figure out what genders are really in play here) who is having a devastating, tormented relationship with W. that seems to be vaguely about intellectual despair and missed opportunity, leavened with an asthma from too much history and living in Europe. One clue is that money is given in pounds.

Must. Stop. Laughing. Now. It Hurts!

Methodology Slam

I’ve been watching with some amusement the evolution of Scott Eric Kaufman’s meme experiment, which I mentioned here the other day (anyone who hasn’t yet linked back will… I don’t know… have some horrible chain-lettery thing happen to you very soon…). For those following from the sidelines, Scott has posted an update on the quantitative success of his experiment. Personally, I’ve been following the unintended qualitative dimensions of the project – specifically, the number of people who’ve evidently decided to help out because, well, they’re so damned irritated about how badly they think the whole thing has been designed.

Sarapen opened with a thoughtful and even-tempered critique (including a literature review, even), but not all participants were as kind. Scrolling through the comments on Scott’s blog, you see a very large number of methodology criticisms, pointing Scott to things he hasn’t controlled for, noting problems in capturing the relevant data, criticising what he believes the data will show, complaining that he hasn’t sufficiently defined his hypothesis prior to the experiment, accusing him of stacking the experimental deck, arguing that the experiment can’t possibly be expected to follow the course of “wild” memes, contesting the finer points of whether “meme” was the right word for this – and, my personal favourite:

Based on my experience with technorati, when they pick up a link can be highly variable and not well-correlated with the actual time that link is created (to the point of being off by days). Your methodology is already crap just on technical grounds, even before taking into account all the objections above. Try using a web bug or something like it next time.

I suggested to Scott that he put all of this criticism to productive use at the MLA conference – prove the value of internet academic discussion, by challenging his panel audience to see whether they can come up with as many reasons that his methodology is “crap”. ;-P Since making this comment, though, I’ve begun to wonder: perhaps we’re looking at the birth of a new kind of PhD student performance art – the methodology slam. Someone stands up on some obscure corner of the net, calls out their research methodology, and asks a friend to tell a friend… Perhaps the results can be submitted as part of the portfolio to the committee approving candidature – a new criterion before you can call yourself ABD…

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