{"id":54125,"date":"2020-04-10T01:00:01","date_gmt":"2020-04-10T05:00:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/?p=54125"},"modified":"2022-04-07T09:34:33","modified_gmt":"2022-04-07T13:34:33","slug":"qotd-ketman","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/2020\/04\/10\/qotd-ketman\/","title":{"rendered":"QotD: Ketman"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>I got into the higher ed biz fully intending to practice what Milosz calls “aesthetic ketman<\/a>.” [“paying lip service to official ideology while secretly subverting it”] I loved my subject, but my subject was recondite enough, I figured, that I could keep the SJW bullshit to a bare minimum. I don’t remember what they called “intersectionality” back then, but whatever it was, I’d just make a few brief nods to it, then get on with my work in relative peace. Throw a few quotes from Foucault, Judith Butler, Gayatri Spivak, and the like in my dissertation intro, and that was that.<\/p>\n

The problem, though, is that the sour pleasure of ketman is addictive, and like any addiction, you need to keep upping the dose to feel the same effect.<\/p>\n

My first few years in grad school, anyone who cared to look could’ve easily spotted me as a secret shitlord. For one thing, I was the only guy in the whole damn town who actually looked happy<\/em>. For one thing, professing is a 24\/7 job \u2014 that’s “24 hours a week, 7 months a year,” and don’t let anyone tell you otherwise. All that free time is lovely, especially in a college town with 24-hour everything and scads of scantily clad undergraduate eye candy.<\/p>\n

But more importantly, there’s the pleasure of ketman. So long as I make a few radical noises, I can get you sheep to believe anything I say. I used to tell people I studied transgendered potato farmers in the Kenyan uplands. I told this obnoxious girl from the Gender Studies department my dissertation was on resistance strategies of Eskimos in the Waffen-SS. I cited Alan Sokal’s hoax paper on the social construction of gravity<\/a> in every seminar taught by a radical feminist, and no one ever called me on it. Anyone who thinks I’m kidding obviously hasn’t been on campus in the last 20 years or so. It was fucking hilarious<\/em> …<\/p>\n

… for a time. And then it got sad, then nauseating, because I eventually realized I was no different from the fools who swallowed my bullshit. It doesn’t matter if you’re being exquisitely ironic when you tell a room full of freshmen that “gender is a social construction.” They can’t recognize irony anyway, and even if they could, parroting the phrase “gender is a social construction” is still required to pass the class. More importantly, what if they did<\/em> recognize it? I’m up there thinking I’m a shitlord, speaking truth to power to anyone smart enough to figure it out, but all they<\/em> see is another fat, middle-aged sellout parroting nonsense. If I were serious about my shitlordery, they think, then I’d quit. But I don’t quit, which must mean my so-called “principles” are worth … what? We’ve already established you’re a whore, madam; now we’re just haggling over the price.<\/p>\n

Severian, “The Pleasures of Ketman”, Rotten Chestnuts<\/em><\/a>, 2020-01-09.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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