Reading batch#4: more lint in their navels...
The scholars in this batch are slightly livelier than one would expect from a group of people who actually still write out the letters d e r r i d a close enough that it forms that word which still invokes a mad rush for the door of any room in which it is used, but not much.
A happy reader I generally am not with this "crowd" (the lint in their navels scholars who write so as not to perish), though I'm obviously no less arrogant.
That these particular writers have the nerve to discuss the dangers of aggregation must mean that they think none of us have attended their conferences: prior to becoming more familiar with the digitelligencia, i couldn't have imagined a more self-contained, self-referential population than academics-talking-to-each-other-while-out-of-town. that is, when they aren't reading-to-each-other-what-they-just-wrote-for-this-very-occasion (a bedtime story ALREADY peer-reviewed, to boot!).
They have managed to continue to produce content, however distributed; they continue to walk, talk (oh god do they talk) and write without feeling the slice of the digital scalpel which will lobotomize every one of them if the brilliance they just espoused on the dais turns up in bytes...just ask them. What nonsense: narractivity my narrass!