Wolveryeti
Detty Pig
Germaine Greer.


Which just goes to show that a lot of academia is the same old bollocks the rest of us talk about down the pub, couched in fancy terms.
The reason these people get called clever is that they've found a way of getting paid for it.
Which, let's face it, is clever.
This is very true. I was talking to Mr Paw t'other day about academia. He's coming to the end of his PhD and I'm starting to think about a proposal for funding to start mine. We both acknowledged that we were frauds.

This is very true. I was talking to Mr Paw t'other day about academia. He's coming to the end of his PhD and I'm starting to think about a proposal for funding to start mine. We both acknowledged that we were frauds.
i don't agree with this tbh
i mean, of course having a phD doesn't mean you're clever, but it does show that you can be arsed to follow it through
i'd imagine that it's a fairly small minority who don't have the brains to do a phD, but not many people actually do
I think it's the whole self-perpetuating field thing. In that you write papers and research stuff that, unless it is truly very useful to society (which writing about contemporary American literature just really ever so much isn't), simply helps sustain the field so people can write more papers. Etc.
I don't know. Obviously I think it's worth doing or I wouldn't be doing it, but I think you have to have a healthy realisation that there is a fraudulent aspect to it too.
Incidentally, and this has no relation to this thread, I was ordering a veg box today and the drop down box for 'title' had the most options I've ever seen (Including Brigadeer General). As well as single titles there were double ones: there was Dr & Mrs, Mrs & Dr, Mr & Mr, Prof & Mr etc. No Dr & Dr though, and no Prof & Prof. Harrumph.


I bet you can't really use any of that testosterone properly...



Much better than ANYTHING you can ever come up with, that's for sure!!![]()
Then, you sulk on the sidelines, smarting your life away...
Not very clever, anyone can dream up just about anything, then bang on about it, knowing full well it's in vain... 