Dear academic friends:
I am in awe of your work and your minds. But I am continually frustrated by my inability to share your brilliance with ordinary people who do not have doctoral degrees (and vast numbers of people who do.)
I know many of you will sniff at my plea, turning up your noses at my possibly under-theorized work.
But at least people read it and understand my work. I speak and write to people who are educated, and I try to make my work accessible to people who aren’teducated.
Regular people read my book. Ordinary people who most need the ideas and arguments I write about.
And that’s our job.
What is the point of hyper-theoretical work if barely five of the least practical people in the world read it? What is the point of a book if the people who read it are the ones who rarely ever get out of their offices?
We must not write books and articles that are metaphorical walls dividing ordinary people from ideas, blocking people from this exclusive club of ideas.
And to make sure that this idea is brief and accessible, I will end this post here.