P: So how was the session?
S: Too much negative vibes. And to add to that I kept them late, I delayed them, in the evening. And they probably cursed me for it.
P: So what are you going to do?
S: Should I give up? And do a ‘project’ where they can sefely go ahead not tampering with their minds. Just doing some work and I will promise not to look at how they think – but will look away from them and look only at what they produce. I will accept that Education is not about their learning to learn – but is the cafe model of production and consumption. Dont go into the kitchen! Just come in, eat what we serve and value us only for what we serve. Judge us. Focus, Focus, Focus – only on outputs. Dont go into the process. Dont discuss creativity. Discuss solutions. Like it is some bizarre mathematical game. UGH!
P: You were doing quite well till the end there. So you cant go on in the way you portray. Would it help if you laid it all out. Like you have done for the films – just give them the menu – and let them chose what they want to eat. But I see your point – you dont think there is any point in the eating. Or the decor. It is about the food – and what is food. Like you say – is snake also food? And your students are saying no – we dont want to go there. Only lolly is food. Hmmm. But you have time.
(to be continued)
Phaedrus was this character in Pirsig’s Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance. Where he speaks of the real university. And it has these interesting parallels with us: In Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance, is not about orthodox Zen Buddhism. Neither is it much about motorcycle maintenance. In this (obviously) autobiographical first novel, Pirsigs struggles with (amongst other things) the origins of Quality (Yes, he spells it with a capital Q). Is Quality merely relative? Is it just a matter of opinion? Personal prejudice? If it is, then is the Mona Lisa merely an over rated piece of doodling? Pirsig thinks not. Quality is absolute and has its origins at the highest primary level. And it does not go unnoticed that many of Pirsig’s sentences will retain their meaning if the word ‘Quality’ was exchanged for ‘God’. From Silverfish books.