prompting an immediate visit on Cassirerâs part to Andrewâs office. He was driven back to the doorway by the presence of Foster.
âCan we talk?â
âYou seem to be.â
âI mean in private.â Cassirer put his handkerchief to face and glanced at Foster.
They went to the cafeteria, where over coffee Cassirer said hoarsely, âMy fate is in your hands.â
âIn what way?â
âMy promotion to tenure.â
âYou have years before a decision need be made.â
âCome on. You know I have applied for early consideration. God knows I deserve it.â There was a yellow fleck in Cassirerâs right eye. He wore a bristly beard, the better to look older; and had a heavy gold chain around his neck.
âIs that a St. Christopher medal?â
âHa. Itâs my sign. I am a Pisces.â
âYou realize I canât talk about the proceedings of the committee.â
Cassirer glared at him. âIs that your position?â
âNo, it is departmental policy.â
âIf you had any concern for the department, you would vote for me.â
âI hope concern for the department will motivate us all,â Andrew said, feeling prissy. He found himself enjoying this.
âI have just had another article accepted by Theseus . I will be on the program of the MLA. I have made St. Edmundâs known to people who never heard of it.â
âIt is a small pond for a Pisces.â
âIn this job market one has to take whatâs available. Of course I donât plan to end my career here.â
Was this meant to soften Andrew up, tenure merely as springboard to another job elsewhere? âYou say youâve applied for early consideration.â
âCome on. You know I have. It has already been discussed. I know your vote can make the difference.â
âSurely Anne didnât tell you that.â
âLook, the committee represents the past. When did you get tenure, by the way?â
âAfter the usual number of years.â
âAnd you donât even have a doctorate. Thatâs my point. What has Gogarty published? What has Pistoia done to deserve tenure?â
âAbout as much as Zalinski.â
âExactly. All this talk about excellence, yet mediocrity is entrenched. My application should be a foregone conclusion.â
Cassirer had an odd way of soliciting support, belittling those whose votes he needed. Andrew was thinking of Mabel Gormanâs remark that Cassirer had ridiculed him in class.
âTell me about your new article in Theseus . â
Cassirer confided that he had exposed Saussure to withering criticism and offered an alternative to Derrida. One had to realize that a literary text was not about anything, not about the writerâs ideas, not about the world. It was a thing in itself, without analogues, and must be spoken of only in terms of itself. He had hunched across the table, causing a faint olfactory memory of
Foster, and the yellow fleck in his eye seemed to pulse like a harbor light.
âItâs hard to explain in a few words.â
âI think I get the idea.â
âItâs not an idea! Thatâs the point. Criticism too is without analogues.â
âInteresting.â
âYouâre being condescending.â
No wonder students hated the man. That was the objective basis for opposing his application for tenure. St. Edmundâs was not a research universityâits main task was teachingâand Cassirerâs contempt for their students made Zalinski seem Mr. Chips.
âCan I count on you?â
âYou can count on us all.â
Cassirer sat back. âI understand. I threaten you, donât I?â
âHorst, I teach creative writing. I have published a few stories. My time is largely taken up with my students, some of whom are very promising.â
He thought of boney little Mabel. âI am beginning to hate him,â she had said
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