Pinocchio Jobs
“A boy who won’t be good might just as well be made of wood”
Thoughts on excerpts from Marc Bousquet’s How the University Works
First, thanks to Steve for assigning Chapter 4 of Marc Bousquet’s book. The interplay between the individual and society vis-a-vis the “working scholar” motif is a great supplement to our discussions of the university writ large.
The president of Harvard and others, according to Bousquet, have tended to portray the university as “victims of history” (10) meaning that the austere and technocratic innovations made to higher education could not be avoided (154). But victims occasionally become predators, sometimes they become opportunistic. We live in a culture imbued with the philosophy of desert. This can probably be traced back to Calvinist if not Puritanical notions of divine signs coming through mundane happenstance and luck; though going so far back unnecessary. The university, perhaps under duress from its governmental parents cries of poverty, but also in an effort at self-transformation and autonomy, entered a marriage of convenience with business. Business is of course known for its gallant stewardship; indeed it has guided towards such wrecks as the Great Depression. For Bousquet, this convenient narrative holds the university faultless but also obviates the more pervasive issue of the toll that late capitalism takes on everyone from cradle to grave, with higher education often placed as a critical juncture in the lives of youth in developed nations.
In the late-twentieth and early-twenty-first century we teach that victimhood is a rite of passage, a mystical adventure that all must endure in order to successfully complete the quest and emerge a hero (see the book GRIT.) Often this quest is towards “adulting”, which rather than a fiat of anniversary, is now a discrete set of activities that one must conduct upon completion of the adolescent quest. Self-identification plays role in keeping the mechanism of “super-exploitation” moving. Employees who identify as something other than workers (146) are critical to exploitative labor practices. Those who identify as students are less likely to complain about conditions and wages and more likely to blame themselves if they cannot manage the Herculean feat of balancing work, and school (147). The aftermath of the experience of low-wage pink- and blue-collar work is a disassociated view of those performing the same tasks.
Like a ten-year frat hazing of climbing to a white-collar job; the journey through a doctoral program is also painfully exploitative, Bousquet “excrement” analogy (26), though jarring, does give metaphorical structure to an experience that can be just as disassociating and disorienting as that of the UPS student/worker. While the lack of academic work for PhDs is excused by “alternate careers” (because ten years of Classics obviously recommends writing pharmaceutical copy); the obscene exploitation of undergraduates qua workers is likewise excused as a support for their dreams.
The fecundity promised to society by that marriage of convenience has not sired any real children. Instead it creates a repletion of wooden facsimiles that may one day become real, but only after a harrowing adventure, many demonstrations of learned obedience, and only happens “when you wish upon a star.”
How culpable is academe for the state of faculty hiring? Has the traditional structure of higher ed as an assemblage of “content experts” (while a mark of expertise and attainment) given edu-business an excuse to treat content delivery as the primary mission of the university?

Hostos is not a response to the intellectual leisure of the bourgeoisie, or to our Horatio Alger-esque fascination with exceptionalism. The school is a quietly subversive acknowledgement of the reality of the city’s poor. A college full of poor, minoritized scholars disrupts the stereotypes used to excuse the cursory dismissal of those born in the nexus of our Venn diagram of debt. Historical/social inequity has produced a legacy of racism; economic exploitation endures along the thin wall that separate decency from destitution. The existence of Hostos is an acknowledgement that education debt exists; that it needs to be redressed where it is found, not by removing “Ragged Dicks” to loftier circumstances elsewhere.

