So now it’s time for typical Unchained Male Academic Behavior. I’ve brewed a cup of cofee, put in Matrix Revolutions, and plan to spend the rest of the evening working on my Red Herring column.
I was talking today to a sociology professor friend of mine whose kids are in Arizona for the next week or so: he’s seen more films in the last few days than in the rest of the year, and is getting through a large stack of unread books. It was at that point that I realized that my idea of a pleasant evening was so socially conditioned, it was frightening. Who needs Internet porn when there are things to be said about the future of work? As Morris Zapp so rightly noted in Changing Places, “Sex is a sublimation of the work instinct.”