Here’s something I was sent today.
Fintan Walsh is an academic from Trinity and no doubt a highly educated man.
But Fintan unfortunately suffers from a profound handicap: the complete inability to write plain English.
Here’s Fintan’s description of the lecture he’s going to deliver in UL tomorrow, and I swear to you, this is exactly as I received it. I did not — repeat NOT — in any way enhance this to make it sound more pretentious, or to make it harder to understand.
And yes, it is a form of English, but one spoken only in university coffee shops. I will send a free Bock the Robber t-shirt to the five best translations of this into English.
This lecture explores the notion of ‘trouble’ in the field of masculine ontology and cultural representation. Moreover, drawing on a range of case studies, the presentation considers the relationship between hegemonic masculinity and sacrificial modes of signification. The talk argues that these proliferative aesthetic practices gravely restrict relational, cultural and political transformation, not least of all because they are invariably premised upon the traumatization of the feminine, and the feminization of trauma.
This lecture addresses the writing of visual artist and psychoanalyst Bracha L. Ettinger, whose work seeks to reclaim the feminine from psychotic positionality. While Ettinger focuses on visual art, she is more broadly interested in the manner in which our encounters with the matrixial in art practices might open lanes of fragiliztion that resist the foreclosure of subjectivity. I look to Ettinger’s work to redress the place of the feminine/matrixial in the field of male relationality. Drawing on a selection of illustrative performances and representations, I suggest that if male trouble is to be truly transformative, then it must be fragilizing, and the feminine (and its associated others) must be disassociated from abjection and psychosis and negotiated as the basis for a border-linking, border-sharing ethical relation.
Hmmm. I challenge you to say what that means.
University, eh? Learning, eh? Literacy, you say?
Imagine writing a thesis for Fintan. I think I’d lose the will to live.
Truthfully now. Isn’t that simply pathetic?
Here’s what I think it means:
Men should try to be more like women, and women should stop feeling so sorry for themselves.
Of course, that kind of language wouldn’t get you a PhD, would it? Not vague enough.
Here’s an interesting academic paper entitled On the reception and detection of pseudo-profound bullshit. Everyone should read it.
Also on Bock: Plain English