Early in '09, whilst an inexperienced first year MA student at Utah who surely didn't know what he was doing, I submitted abstracts to a couple of local academic conferences, hoping to build up my CV by getting into at least one. What was my surprise when I got into both, and now had to write the actual papers! (My bluff had been called). What's more, both conferences were the same weekend, and were on opposite sides of the state.
So, I hammered out a couple of quick papers, stapled them, and began driving across the state. The first was just this graduate student conference down the road at BYU. My shoe-string rush-job of a paper contemplated aesthetics as a possible survival mechanism, i.e. we are perhaps capable of experiencing beauty so as to better preserve healthy environments, and also perhaps to help us persevere in harsh ones, and I cited Aristotle's Goods of First and Second Intent and Victor Frankl and Hugh Nibley and etc.
It was actually a fun presentation that generated some enjoyable discussion. The surreal part came when the moderator--a BYU English Professor with a delightfully pretentious faux-European accent--asked me and another presenter, "Am I correct in assuming that you are both Darwinists?"
Confused, perplexed, we looked at each other, then at him, and said, "What the...huh??"
"Yes, you are both Darwinists," he continued. Not knowing how to respond, I just let it go, figuring it would at least make a funny anecdote back at the U.
Besides, there was no time to ponder: right after the conference, I had to immediately drive through the snow to Cedar City for my other conference! There at SUU, I presented a more conventional paper on Writing Center Pedagogy that I later got published.
The next morning at SUU, there was a lunch and raffle for the conference attendees. I was mostly uninterested in the door prizes until they announced the free t-shirts, for which I have an incurable weakness. To my delight, I won! But then I examined the t-shirt itself. The front read:
I just stared at it in confusion for a minute. "Am I correct in assuming that you are a Darwinist?" flashed across my mind. Here I had a nonsensical statement on Darwinism from a BYU Professor that weirdly coincided with this equally nonsensical t-shirt on Darwinism from SUU. What did this strange confluence of Darwinism mean? Surely they both meant nothing, yet the sheer proximity of the two events surely meant something! Or did it? Was this a sign proving strict Darwinistic Randomization? But wouldn't such serendipity undermine the very concept of Randomization? Why do random events tend to cluster? Are events actually random if they do cluster? Was this t-shirt a comment on something...about something...or something??
Sphinx-like and inscrutable, I later just threw the t-shirt into my drawer, occasionally pulling it out to tell a funny story with. I wrapped up that whirl-wind weekend of minor conferences more experienced, but I'm not sure more wise.
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