what what!
Readers! Please welcome Amy Metcalf and her blog, Gasoline Dreams of an Aspiring Intellectual to the blogroll. Happy blogging, AM!
Filed Under blogrollsocratic modernism
A series of disconnected thoughts as possible source material for a future project.
- The postmodern turn has been described as the rhetorical turn in critical and cultural theory.
- Socrates, as we know, was opposed to rhetoric.
- Although post-modernism is not defined via opposition to modernism (that is, pomo is understood as intensification of modernism, not its antithesis or undoing … or even, really, its successor per se), I wonder whether there can be drawn some analogy like the following: Socrates:rhetoric::modernism:postmodernism?
- If Socrates/Plato inaugurates a certain narrative of Western philosophy that culminates/is apotheosized by the Enlightenment and modernism, how does that tradition stand in relation to an (assumed) more sophistic postmodernism?
- More pressingly, if we are (as has been rumored) post-postmodern (add as many “posts-” as you see fit), does that mean we are similarly post-rhetoric? What would it even mean to be post-rhetorical?
- If we are post-rhetoric (whatever that comes to mean), what resources are left to the liberal tradition? A tradition based on pluralism, reason, and argument would thus seem to be likewise exhausted by a post-rhetorical turn.
I’m open to any comments as these ideas, nebulous as they are, begin to take shape.
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It’s been a while since I posted one, but here’s a real corker. From J. P. Gee, Social Linguistics and Literacies: Ideology in Discourses.
But what exactly are the consensual limits of a word’s meaning? When does sausage cease to be sausage?
That is all.
Filed Under fpotwreader’s choice
Hey gang! Pick what book my next blog post should be about of the following few that I’ve read recently.
Filed Under Uncategorizedwork it! >>updated<<
Readers!
Please welcome InkWork to the blogroll. InkWork is run by Amy Linch-Biniek, K. Mahoney, and Seth Kahn, and is (to my understanding) unofficial blog of the 4Cs Labor Caucus SIG. Blogging in solidarity!
Update!
Please see the comments to this post for a minor correction (courtesy of Seth Kahn) re: the provenance of the InkWork blog.
Filed Under blogrollken macrorie, r.i.p.
Sad news breaking on the WPA List today: Ken Macrorie, teacher and scholar of the founding years of rhetoric and composition, passed away on 11 July. The obituary:
Ken Macrorie was born in the Mississippi River town of Moline, Ill., in 1918. He graduated from Oberllin College in Ohio and served in the Army during WWII. He then earned a master’s degree in English at the University of North Carolina where he became a civil rights activist and began his lifelong dedication to breaking down racial bigotry and bars to equality wherever he was. He taught at Michigan State University and was active in forming the teachers union. When he began work on his doctorate at Columbia University, he studied perception, concentrating on how it affected journalists and accompanying New York Times reporters on assignments. He wrote his
doctoral thesis on objectivity/subjectivity in reporting. After receiving his degree, he returned to Michigan State, eventually moving to San Francisco State and then to Western Michigan University where he made the breakthroughs that led to his national leadership role in re-educating teachers trapped in unproductive teaching methods to learn how to express themselves in print and pass that knowledge on to their students.As an educator and writer, Ken touched and changed the lives of his students by opening them up to their own latent abilities to write their stories, tell their truths, find their interests, research their curiosities, and finally organize what they needed and wanted to say into memorable prose. His books include, “Uptaught,” “Writing to be
Read,” “Telling Writing,” “Four In Depth,” “A Vulnerable Teacher,” “Twenty Teachers,” and “The I-Search Paper.” All of his books are filled with student writing alongside his, demonstrating his belief in them. Additionally, for many years, he edited the professional journal, “College Composition And Communication.”Perhaps Ken’s happiest teaching experiences were at Breadloaf Graduate School of English, a summer Masters program for Vermont’s Middlebury College. He taught there for many years after retiring from Michigan and moving to Santa Fe in 1978. He was never more certain he was on a good path than during his tenure at Breadloaf. Most of the students were already teachers who came together with concentrated energies, eager to learn and willing to put what they learned to use in their own classrooms.
When old age necessitated Ken’s staying home in Santa Fe and made him consider doubles tennis rather than his usual tough singles, he decided to indulge his wife and move to warm Las Cruces. He died there on July 11, 2009, at the Village at Northrise. He leaves his wife, Joyce; grown children, Mike (Marie), Lisa Dillman
(Dennis Hamel), Karin Imel (Scott), Kirk Dillman (Lori); and the grandchildren, Olivia, Deirdre, Jessica, Erika, Cole, and Rachel. At Ken’s request, cremation will take place and no services will be held at this time.
And a very kind tribute from Andrea Lunsford, who originally posted news of Macrorie’s death. Please note the call for donation to the Macrorie Fund.
Ken was a beloved member of the faculty at Michigan State (and other places) and for about 15 years taught at Bread Loaf every summer, where he along with Dixie Goswami really created the Writing Program here–and where Ken and his students every summer put out Yeast, a publication of student writing. His work has been, of course, hugely influential in our field–his I-Search book alone has touched tens of thousands of students–and he was always a fierce advocate for students
and teachers of writing. Bread Loaf seeks to honor Ken in some very special way–probably at the Santa Fe campus. So if anyone would like to donate to the Ken Macrorie Memorial Fund, please send donations to the Bread Loaf School of English, care of Sandy LeGault, Middlebury College, Middlebury, VT 05753, and make sure to say that the donation is for the Macrorie Fund.
I won’t attest further to Macrorie’s influence on rhetoric-composition (in part because, influential as he is, I think our field has regressed tremendously into the habits of “Engfish” that Macrorie decried), but I can attest to his influence on my own studies in rhetoric and composition. If I had to distill Macrorie’s work to a single dictum, it would be this: take your students seriously. This remains both a challenge and a provocation to a field which — despite its espoused commitment to student agency and individual voice — has yet to accommodate Macrorie’s belief that students best learn writing when allowed to say the things they want in the ways they want to say them. It is perhaps easy to dismiss such provocation as naive expressivism. Yet Macrorie (at least the Macrorie evident in his books) worked to give his students a literate power that is not so easily identified in our current FYC scene that merely accommodates student voice to the strictures of academia. For those few of my fellow rhet-comp scholars who read these jottings of mine, I urge all of us to use the sad occasion of Macrorie’s passing to look forward to the coming academic year with one goal in mind above all others: to take our students seriously.
(My response to Macrorie’s Uptaught is available here).
Filed Under macrorie, memoriamenter freely, and of your own will
Peeps!
Please welcome Conor Shaw-Draves, also of Wayne State’s English department and rhet-comp program, to the blogroll. Conor’s blog, The Awesomizer (although why he didn’t call it Teh Awesomizer is beyond me), is available via the link at right.
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From the “If I’m Lyin’, I’m Dyin’” file:
Teh wordz. Dey fail mees.
Filed Under wtfohhh-oh, those summer nights
News of my summer blogging gig has hit the Blogora.
The drive into Ithaca took about 9 hours, all told. Yes, I got lost a couple of time, but here I am at Cornell, safe and sound. I passed two Mennonite boys (or Amish or whatever they are round these parts) and one buggy on the drive in. Otherwise, the drive was fairly uneventful. Except for the whole getting randomly pulled aside and searched at the border crossing back in to these United States, that is. Ah well. Doing my part for democracy.
The plan is to post scholarly responses on the Blogora. I’ll link to those posts from here, but most of the SCT blogs here at FoolScap will be about life in Ithaca. Like, for instance: why oh why did I not essentially look for a room inside White Hall? Oh well.
Nearly collided with Amanda Anderson at the welcoming picnic. Hrm. Off to a typical start.
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