Over at Taki’s place, Ted Dalrymple takes aim (metaphorically speaking; he’s a Brit) at some total loony university professor:
Professor MacCormack’s book defeated me, not only sapping my will to read further but inducing a state almost of catatonia. It certainly cured me, at least temporarily, of my obsessional desire to finish any book that I have started. Her style made The Critique of Pure Reason seem as light and witty as The Importance of Being Earnest. She appears to think that the English plural of manifesto is manifesti rather than manifestos; I admit that it conjured up in my mind a new Italian dish, gnocchi manifesti.
Open the book at any page and you will find passages that startle by their polysyllabic meaninglessness combined with the utmost crudity. By chance, I opened the book to page 144 and my eye fell on the following:
The multiplicity of becoming-cunt as an assemblage reassembles the tensors upon which it expresses force and by which force is expressed upon its various planes and dimensions.
And Dalrymple notes:
I have known deteriorated schizophrenic patients to speak more sensibly and coherently than this.
No kidding. Let’s take a look at this paragon of literacy, shall we?
…and not in drag: 
This Oz bint is, and I quote: “a professor of continental philosophy at Anglia Ruskin University in Cambridge, England” (whatever “continental philosophy” may be). Also, Anglia Ruskin University is not part of Cambridge University, but a separate school with campuses scattered across several towns, Cambridge being but one of them.
One wonders what John Ruskin (after whom it’s named) would think of this example of its academic excellence.
