Slate on the Death of Literary Theory
November 19, 2005
In Slate yesterday:
By never firmly establishing what it itself was for, the English department cultivated habits of withering self-reflection and so became one mechanism by which the university could stay in touch with its nonutilitarian self and subject its own practices to ongoing critique. Did the theory era produce bullshit by the mountain-load? Of course it did. But by allowing “literary theory” to turn into a pundit’s byword, signifying the pompous, the outmoded, the shallow, the faddish, we may have quietly resolved the argument over what a university is for in favor of no self-reflection whatsoever.
A brief history of teaching English as a profession, the Sokal hoax, and some French intellectuals… what more could you want?
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November 21st, 2005 at 3:57 am
Yeah, Slate’s really got its finger on the pulse, there. I always love reading about what’s going on in “the” English dept (perpetually ca. 1995, it seems). Why is it that, whenever I read an article like this, I think I’m going to see “Ivan Tribble” in the byline?
November 30th, 2005 at 9:05 am
I actually think many English Depts ARE still in 1995– and some of the rest have slipped back to 1955 … but I still enjoyed the article.