Because I embraced such ways of knowing, White, Black, and Native American people called me — in so many words — inauthentically Black. This is not an outlier’s opinion; many academics, out of either sincerity or peer pressure, promote this idea. Why would I want to stay in a place where so many people feel a sense of duty to label me “phony,” “traitor,” or academia’s favorite “four-letter word,” conservative?
Academia has devolved into an enclave for people with high IQs, but low EQs (Emotional Quotients) – a place full of brilliant people who can’t “adult.” I have spent time writing and speaking about the “middle school mean girl” antics of academics in my field and the humanities in general, including students, faculty and administration.
My dedication to the preparation of my students for a free, pluralistic and liberal society induced a rancorous and multiracial tantrum from those dedicated to destroying said society — and in academia their numbers have become legion. My desire to empower my students was taken as an apologia for settler colonialism, a manifestation of my internalized anti-Blackness, a preference for White supremacy and a promotion of modern-day fascism.
Rhetoric and composition, the field of academia I entered upon finishing graduate school had its issues, but it was not the rabidly illiberal enclave it is now. That change has proven too much for me to bear. This is because emotion, not critical thinking, is the primary epistemology for the loudest among them. They have demonized reason and rationality as “White ways of knowing,” projected evil onto anyone who disagrees with their outlook, and have created an epidemic hatred of free speech. The “life of the mind” I thought I was entering has instead become the life of the heart I am gladly exiting.
Perhaps my biggest issue is with the role of Black people in academia, especially the humanities. The illiberal dispositions of academics are often justified as the stances of social justice activists trying to make things right for the historically downtrodden, most often represented by Black Americans. The grade inflation (if there is grading at all), the deprecation of standardized English, the dismissal of tried-and-true critical thinking skills and other ways of jettisoning merit from fundamental learning outcomes are all done in the name of Black racial justice.
I see a conversation in the not-so-distant future in which one person asks, “Why did academia become such an illiberal and anti-intellectual institution?” to which the answer would be, “Well, you know, the Black people.” I do not want to frequent the places where I am most likely to hear such a conversation.
For this reason, and with no attempt at hyperbole, I say that academia, like other distinctly leftist institutions, has no use for a Black person who does not identify as a victim, e.g., me. Ultimately, academia simply does not like me. At best, I was invisible.
I was not doing distinctly Black scholarship. That is, I am a rhetorician, but I do not do distinctly Black rhetoric. I teach American philosophy, but I do not focus primarily on Black scholars. It is as if the academic collective is saying, “Why do you want to teach a class on classical rhetoric? We have a White guy for that.” Again, why would I stay in such a situation?