Real Men Don't Do Workshops

At a quasi-festive faculty gathering last winter, I had an illuminating exchange with a colleague in the social sciences whom I'll call "Blume." Despite the considerable gaps between us in age (Blume is nearing retirement, while I am in my 40s), field (I'm a humanist), and girth (Blume outweighs me by a good 50 pounds), we've been on friendly terms since my arrival on the campus in 1985. I had not sparred with him for more than a year and looked forward to his customary pull-no-punches

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