But from what I could tell, my 20-or-so classmates seemed to roll with his punches pretty well. Possibly, the contempt, sarcasm, and condescension that constituted his pedagogical method, not to mention his undeviating and extreme Eurocentrism, left lasting scars on the psyches of multitudes of his impressionable young students. He wouldn’t have lasted five minutes in today’s academic environment. Brodsky had no respect for that culture and he had very little respect for us. ![]() Year after year, “Mister” Brodsky (who insisted on formality of address-we were “mister” and “miss” to him as well) confronted the products of what must have seemed to him the appalling vacuity of American middle-class culture and tried to drill some philosophy into our heads. By his lights, I was probably just another ignorant, unwashed American plebe, whose cultural consciousness (to the extent that I had any) had been formed by the twin vapidities of television and rock and roll music. In the spring semester of 1976, I enrolled in his Problems of Philosophy survey course. Gary Brodsky taught philosophy at the University of Connecticut from 1963 to 1997.
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