One of my guilty pleasures is reading the Twitter feed of Real Peer Review. The condescending wit is well deserved in most cases—Sociologists waxing about human supremacy and Postmodern Studies researchers doing autoethnographies of their experiences exploiting third world men for sex. A few other recent gems include a hegemonic Snooki post-feminist narrative analysis and a vegan exploration of the “construction of gender.”
While I giggle at the utter insanity of it all, a part of me sniffles in self-pity. That part is the one that remembers that I, too, am indicted in the contemporary social science hellscape. I am a Sociology student.