This weekend, over dinner with friends, six of us lamented the plight of universities we’ve attended, defended, and loved. You might have been having a similar conversation, about soaring costs, declining civillity, pernicious scandals, and more. But serving a university, as employee or alum, has always been an honor. So even in private, we pull our punches. We dare not seem disloyal. The dread of disloyalty dogs us so relentlessly it must be instinctive—a circuit on our moth
An insurgence of words
In which we attempt to puncture the culture of spin.