In fact, for some of us entering academia, the lack of common
ground with Columbia's English Department (or Duke's, for that
matter) is worth a moan as well as a groan.
Even a harmlessly failed department at our proudest institutions of
elite learning hurts the culture at large. And I don't mean conservative culture, or that only -- I mean
western culture, which, again, has been big enough to contain
multitudes certainly since Jerusalem met Athens. A proper
intellectual conservative ought to not just stomach this but savor
it. I think it's Thomas Sowell who drives his students up a wall by
leaving them stumped by semester's end as to how he "really feels"
about Marx.
Of course the agnostic pose can be taken, like all poses, too
far. At a certain point even the thinker has to do something. But
the doing, in the face of an antagonistic culture, is a behavioral
dilemma that reaches right down to the roots of a thinking
conservative's life, academician or no. How to negotiate the proper
distance between self and family and community and society is a
complex puzzle, and humans must learn from culture both the ground
rules and finer points. That our culture now seems therapeutically
committed to breaking the boundaries and smashing the categorical
slashes of all those things -- society, community, family, and self
itself -- is a trauma so acute that we can even learn from
intellectuals on the left about how the monster of liberalism has
gained a taste for eating itself.