It also helps explain why I'm reluctant to define intelligence as narrowly as some of my smart friends do:

Indeed, Frampton sees academia’s denizens as creative misfits who deserve special protection. “People who are socially inept can nevertheless be the most creative people,” he told me one afternoon on the telephone. “It’s very important that they can’t be fired. This is the genius of tenure.”

The premise is incorrect, the conclusion doesn't follow from the premise, and the motive is blatantly self-interested. Other than that, I guess it's an okay argument.

The whole story, about a physics professor who thought he was going to marry a bikini model and ended up in prison in Argentina after being convicted of running drugs, is at the New York Times. (Related reading, subtype fiction: Ian McEwan's Solar.)


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