{"id":64581,"date":"2021-07-01T01:00:58","date_gmt":"2021-07-01T05:00:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/?p=64581"},"modified":"2022-04-07T09:49:05","modified_gmt":"2022-04-07T13:49:05","slug":"qotd-life-at-flyover-state-in-the-1990s","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/quotulatiousness.ca\/blog\/2021\/07\/01\/qotd-life-at-flyover-state-in-the-1990s\/","title":{"rendered":"QotD: Life at “Flyover State” in the 1990s"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>Something felt off<\/em> when I arrived at Flyover State to take up my first teaching gig. It took me a while, but I finally figured it out: Everything, everywhere, was just ugly<\/em>.<\/p>\n

“Blandly utilitarian” was about the best that one could say about the least offensive campus architecture; “brutalist monstrosities” was closer to the truth for most of it. And as with the campus, so with the town \u2014 the off-campus housing was beautiful old Victorian houses ripped up and made into “efficiency” apartments, crammed cheek by jowl with poured-concrete boxes that looked like barracks for low-ranking Party members in the Pyongyang suburbs. The public parks were nicely landscaped, but each featured some publicly-subsidized “art” that made you want to gouge your eyeballs out. Every single space had wheelchair ramps, and was festooned with enough signs to give M. Night Shyamalan wood. It was hideous.<\/p>\n

As with the built environment, so with human behavior. Everyone on the faculty looked like a refugee from 1968, but instead of toking righteous bud, they’d been taking sriracha enemas. The shopkeepers who catered to them were seemingly locked in a contest to out-obnoxious each other over their leftwing politics, and as for the few tradesmen who provided vital services, they had the warm and welcoming vibe of a DMV supervisor. Not that I blame them for this \u2014 I ended up hanging out with a lot of those guys at a townie bar, and trust me, being called out to work at a professor’s home is exactly the kind of experience you think it is. Hurry up and fix the leaky pipe, bigot, while I lecture you about your privilege … then try to stiff you on the bill. (Same thing in reverse for the students). So they came off like cops, assuming that everyone they met was a dyed-in-the-wool asshole until proven otherwise.<\/p>\n

Life in a college town, then, is soulless, instrumentalist, transactionalist \u2014 everything’s for sale, but everything had best be spelled out, in writing, in triplicate. Nobody’s from there, nobody stays there, so everything is always on the arm. No one and nothing is ever on the level; everyone is always looking to chisel everyone else. And, ironically, the longer someone stays there, the more likely xzhey are to push this attitude to near-platonic perfection \u2014 eggheads all believe, with all their hearts and souls, that they deserve<\/em> to be at Harvard, so when Harvard doesn’t come calling, the days and months and years become an intolerable insult. How dare they expect me<\/em> to live like this<\/em>, in a place designed to cater to my every whim, making only 100 large per year! It’s an outrage!!<\/p>\n

Looking back on it, I see now why I hated the 1990s so much. Eggheads are incredibly conservative about everything but their politics, but in this one case, they really were as “progressive” as they fancy themselves. Before just about anyone else, they embraced the globohomo ethos of rootless piracy. Then as now, they all claimed to hate “sportsball” (if you’ll forgive an anachronism for clarity’s sake) with the heat of a thousand suns, but they could’ve given LeBron James lessons on how to be a backstabbing, glory-hogging, money-chasing, utterly mercenary douchebag. As early as the late 1980s, they found the idea of remaining loyally in one institution, building it up as a service to the community, as laughable as modern sportsballers find sticking in one city in order to be a role model. Fuck that, give me mine!!!<\/p>\n

Severian, “Everything Is Ugly New”, Rotten Chestnuts<\/em><\/a>, 2021-02-15.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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