Thursday, February 10, 2011

Tensions

I think tension is a great word. It conveys both separation and connection. For example, I love the poetry of Leonard Cohen because of the tension between the sacred and profane.

In my own work, I am playing with tensions as well. For me, the tensions are less substantive and more stylistic. I prefer to write my academic articles with distinctive and deliberate flippancy. I do this to battle my own internal tensions. I, like many academics (or almost academics), tend towards arrogance and pompous elitism. But, I realize most of this attitude is a reflection of the minor importance of most of our work. In a world where they work hard to have such limited impact, academics imagine they are doing work of singular importance. And I want to remind myself, and others, that what they write isn't that serious. Plus, from a basic philosophical perspective I think that focusing on the impact of work, rather than the substance of work, will inevitably decrease its value.

So, how do I remain true to my voice and be taken seriously in the overly-stuffy world of academia? Should I follow the road taken by scholars like Gregory Bateson who never sought internment in the ivory tower? Or is that more self-delusion to compare myself to an intellect such as his? (I realize most people have no idea who Bateson is, but he was an incredible thinker and communicator).

As I said, tension is a great word even if tensions are hard to live with. Maybe I need to embrace them like I do the concept and stop treating them like a riddle.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Bulawayo

My lost, wandering discord
is replaced by the futility
of academic minutiae.
Our flaccid visions enlighten no creation,
only the inevitable causes.
Its undeniable outcome is all
self-abuse and populist rhetoric.
Mugabe treats me well, though:
at least the shadow of him I cast
from my own regret.
All is not lost,
on the horizon of colonial influence.
There is still place in the world,
for my people's burden.