Literary scholars, like Butler, have no way of asserting that they understand the human condition in any way other than analysis of literary texts. Since we don’t actually live in novels, and have to deal with material realities that are actually measurable, they resort to obfuscatory language both to sound profound, and to disguise the fact that they have not the least fucking idea about reality.
Literary scholars, like Butler, have no way of asserting that they understand the human condition in any way other than analysis of literary texts. Since we don’t actually live in novels, and have to deal with material realities that are actually measurable, they resort to obfuscatory language both to sound profound, and to disguise the fact that they have not the least fucking idea about reality.