As I clear out files, I find scraps of paper; the one I have just found had this title.
It says that it is not a comment on writing or research, but on other aspects of work.
It says that the amount of time I have to spend managing other peoples’ emotions about my degrees and my expertise is untenable.
It says that there are multiple issues surrounding questions of authority: because I have the degrees I have, I am assumed to want to be authoritarian; at the same time, I am to compensate for having these oppressive degrees by not exercising the authority that is normal and even necessary for a person with my job description. I am not to do the things I know are right.
It talks about the idea that everything I know is wrong, because I am the knower and there is (allegedly) something wrong with me; the idea that things are wrong if I know them, and that it is wrong of me to know things.