"Return To Sender" Nuel Belnap, Philosophy
"Return Postage Required" Richard Gale, Philosophy
(none, mail not returned) Jerome Cochran, Vice-Chancellor
Additional, second guy forgot the part about being *from* New York,
even very far away. (Didn't ever know nothin' else, really.) Not
much of much, but isn't that always enough?
Plus, they shoot hearses, if you know I mean.
Guys, if you're reading this, you probably should try not to talk
about the suspicious cancer deaths (Vladimir Padenov and Joe White are
liable to make you look bad). But if it seems like I've "gone off the
deep end" again, you're still civil enough for my tastes -- I don't
even want to think about what Jimenez would do (he liked to make fun
of sectarians intended and actual, y'know, tell jokes about them).
And on that score you might want to talk to Marcus Rediker -- try to
get him on a day he's not wearing the pleather coat, and watch the
talk about Southerners.
Furthermore, could anybody here tell me what sentences under RICO
typically amount to? It's for a friend.
And to give you my stake: these guys have been responsible for me
losing tens of thousands of dollars in wages, which has ramifications
at several derives. I'm a writer, and my writing was salable in the
open market before I went to college; I was an aspiring intellectual,
and had a lot of people outside this department interested in me
without even really trying (I had no plans to go to graduate school).
They smeared me, and when it didn't take they smeared me some more
(this was repeated uh, several times over several years, including two
full years out of school; they're very "proactive"). With one
exception (whom I've never spoken to at all), I don't think too much
of any of them and didn't at the time; they're just *massively*
conceited. In fact, I can't even imagine any bounds on that.
And yes, there is indeed even more "dirt"; but in my defense, when the
woman I thought was sick but didn't know was sick died, and Pitt
sicced their cops on me a couple weeks later because nobody felt like
talking anymore, I contacted the Pittsburgh police. Further
communications coming from where I live in Oregon were supposed to
prompt criminal charges from Pittcops, but that was in May and my
whereabouts remain no secret. And there's even more than that, but
someone (including near and dears) needs to say something, not in code
and not to me. That's not what I need to hear; in fact, I'd suggest
department chairman Stephen Engstrom, a thoroughly moral man. I'm not
really mad at the world, but Pitt's not it and they need to mind their
bit.
But whatever you do (and this is a piece of general advice), don't let
WPIC sell you a bill of "goods". There are good psychiatrists, but
they don't exist in the vicinity of funded research which requires
people to have exciting problems; and UPMC is never outside the domain
of funded research, if you know what I mean.
And for anyone who's reading this and thinking "Well, you don't seem
to have any problems with Pitt we don't have", well: I remember Iron
City and something about sandwiches, but I swear those guys are on the
cutting edge.
But just to dilate on Pitt not being it: I'm still over here in the
Portland (OR) metro area, and we remember Starry Night as the
nightclub, which employed a Reed student who got murdered by the owner
as part of a ticket-forging scam. (Took years and years to reveal,
but the local underground-newspaper guy was real hot for the story and
rode that son of a bitch into the ground.) So maybe not everybody
understands everything everywhere, you know?
But formerly interested parties should probably disregard all this,
since Robert Brandom's now got a couple hundred K from the Mellon
Foundation and (gasp!) a sketch for a critical reading of Hegel (but I'm
guessing this one's not derived from Daumier).
However, if anyone wants to hire me (outside the 'Burgh, even) here's
what I can currently do which would merit less than a training session.
I'll write anything I can put my name on -- manuals, "white papers",
co-ordinating emails, and I'll write those things in an expository style
which will be clear and accessible by *anyone's* standard: I've been
doing this for a while (since before I lived in Pittsburgh). If I am to
write something that pleases myself, I write "philo-logical" essays:
academic-standard thinkpieces blending formal logic and literary/social
theory (classic and contemporary in both cases) *without the
intervention of classical metaphysics*: it's quite different from
analytic philosophy as it is practiced today. Also "incidental pieces"
on US culture of the industrial era, roughly "from 1876 to 1976"
(politics and socially influential literature, art, and music).
Also "ultra-incidental" translations of classic European and
Latin-American writers, into an acceptably Mid-Atlantic English based on
correspondences researched and posited between the lexica involved. But
really, it's not a question of anyone doing this better: it's a question
of social reality, and the answer is I'll teach anybody old enough to be
tried as an adult anything except the various physical sciences (though
they are not unknown to me), in English or the pidgin of your choice.
Do I have problems? I have problems aplenty, but they don't need to be
yours: and although I've been known to "redd up" a room or two and I do,
too, I've never been accused of conspiring against higher powers (and
that's even kind of difficult in the US) and I've never been accused of
throwing a punch, which is some math you might want to do.
Or not: these guys never cared for me too much, and if you agree with
Nuel Belnap that the *Blackwell Guide To Philosophical Logic* is the
perfect guide for someone who knows a little philosophy and a little
logic rather than minutiae about Old Social Movements, I know how to do
all kinds of stuff they paid for a little while ago over here in Oregon.
But if you've done some math here (been *known* to happen), you might
be wondering whether Lou Goble at Willamette gets everything his own way
(including things he deserves to have his own way) and whether he
necessarily keeps his trap shut, or just keeps the talk elevated. As
for me, that's the way I like to be and I keep my expectations low as a
perfectly acceptable result: I expect no more money than your worst paid
docent, less actually as for some time I have had no intention of
re-enrolling as a student at an institution of higher learning.
Either way, east is east and west is west, or something. Inquiries can
be directed to jru...@fusemail.com.
Jeff Rubard
The address is actually jeffr...@fusemail.com, which I'm really
comfortable enough with, but I should add that my policy is that I
should never have to call anybody by their first name at work (though
exceptions are gladly admitted) and not have to perform any tasks which
would require use of another's surname (i.e., be "responsible" for the
occupational success or failure of other workers). In other words, give
me my "inch" and I'm a little old-fashioned and "pragmatic" about
workplace interaction; given an "ell" I'll go take that fork in the road.
Jeff Rubard
And if you're reading this, Bob, the gist of your problem is that Dick
Rorty wrote some inference tickets an ash couldn't catch *in the late
90s*: you and co. never really had the get-up to bother me. So let's
agree that disagreement is okay, for your sake, or something.
But if you're ready to move beyond fastbacking, I hope you enjoy that
swag: I got another used copy of *Lenin and Philosophy*, and I'll work
on Sun Ra (one's evidently not supposed to read Carl Schmitt anymore,
I guess he's too left-wing).