The Age of Truthiness

There has been an interesting convergence recently of two worlds that rarely intersect: political journalism and classroom pedagogy. In the first category, New York Times public editor Arthur Brisbane asked on his blog a few weeks ago whether it ought to be journalists’ responsibility to identify what they suspect to be outright lies voiced by political figures–whether they should be, in his words, "truth vigilantes." In the latter category, my colleague Peter Boghossian has asked whether it ought to be a teacher’s responsibility to correct fallacious, i.e. faith-based, reasoning voiced by students.

The fascinating part is that both Brisbane’s and Boghossian’s contributions have generated hubbub, but largely in opposite directions. Hordes of commentators pounced on Brisbane as being doltish for wondering, even for a nanosecond, whether perhaps, possibly, journalists should report the objective truth. For example, Clay Shirky at The Guardian:

[Brisbane] is evidently so steeped in newsroom culture that he does not understand – literally, does not understand, as we know from his subsequent clarifications – that this is not a hard question at all, considered from the readers’ perspective. Readers do not care about the epistemological differences between lies and weasel words; we want newspapers to limit the ability of politicians to make dubious assertions without penalty. Judging from the reactions to his post, most of us never understood that this wasn’t the newspapers’ self-conceived mission in the first place.

In Boghossian’s case, although many students have rushed to his defense, many teachers, especially those self-identified as secular liberals, have attacked. One common opinion in that latter camp is that a professor’s responsibility is to preserve epistemological neutrality, in part because there is a power gap and teachers need to take pains to avoid oppressing their students. Also, on the opposition view, a teacher’s coming out on just one side of the “how do we know what we know” question contravenes widespread expectations, and indeed institutional mandates, of tolerance of diverse religious views. In that case, it seems that educators must betray absolutely no favor when it comes to different "ways of knowing"–something James Fallows of The Atlantic identified, in reference to Brisbane, as the false equivalence problem.

I find very interesting the parallels and anti-parallels between these situations: reader-journalist, on the one hand, student-teacher on the other. What role for the messenger? With respect to truth-telling, journalistic ambivalence is widely seen as an atavism: the raison-d’etre of the messenger is to guide readers to the best available understanding of reality. When it comes to a teacher’s role in the classroom, however, it would appear that no such consensus has been reached.

Toolbox online

Two of the chapters from my book in progress The Thinker’s Toolbox are now available. Click here to read a comics interpretation of a condensed critical thinking lesson, or click here to read the chapter on life sciences, including (of course) evolution. I expect to make the whole book available as time permits. Chapters can be read in any order. Enjoy!

The education problem

I’m not saying this is the whole truth–there are many serious difficulties facing educators–but I sense a mostly unspoken chain of reasoning that goes like this: The problem with higher education is K-12 education. The problem with K-12 education is parenting. The problem with parenting is popular culture, and the problem with popular culture is that it’s not sufficiently educated.

Big Questions

In connection with a talk I’m giving later this week, I’ve posted a selection of one hundred Big Questions. These were extracted from a list of 1,000 that I collected by scanning on-line course catalogs.

The journey

Watching American Idol tonight (I know, I know) it was hard not to feel for some of these kids who are just crushed by the rejection. I mean, they are just personally destroyed. The sociopath in me was amused by their wracking sobs. Just that day, while cleaning up the hard drive, I had rediscovered generous handfuls of old documents. Failed job applications, rejected manuscripts, unpublished letters to the editor, other work efforts that went nowhere. Like everyone who has made it past their late teens, though, I see these unrequited dreams in a larger context. Most things you try don’t work. A few do. As far as I can tell, there is no correlation between the magnitude of my desire and the likelihood of success. No matter what happens, you just sort of keep going, because…well, what else are you going to do? What I wanted to tell these kids was, “Buddy, I know it hurts. But trust me, it’ll be ok. What you don’t realize is that this failure today is just the beginning of a long, long string of failures. In time, you’ll see that the best way to get a good look at the landscape of your life is by climbing atop the wreckage of your dead and abandoned dreams.”

Whatdya think? Not bad for a pep talk?