I need a coterie of genii for my academic-friends magic circle.
We will compensate for our inability to be in actual academia by telling each other, in polysyllables, how marvellously brilliant we all are, and how lucky the world is to have us.
We shall scoff at cunning fools who greased palms and egos to smooth their way to funded programmes and prestigious universities, and righteously declare ourselves above it.
In our spare time, we shall craft projects and papers that will, like, totally save the world. And freedom. And democracy. We’ll be like America (minus the army, money and weapons lobby.)
Conferences shall be our holiday getaways. Gtalk shall be our data transciber. Skype shall be our yellow brick road.
[I need a strong cup of tea.]