We here in the DoD are pleased to announce the creation of a
new professional association (taking “association” and “professional” and
indeed all words loosely of course).
Operating out of the DoD’s satellite Ag campus, the new
group was founded after discovery* that academia is full of seedy sorts who
don’t fit easily in The Club and could use a club of their own. After long deliberations about what words
might combine to make a cool acronym and yet could still be used in polite
company, we named the new group the Society
for Countrified Academics in Town – i.e., SCAT. Here, then, are all the heady details.
SCAT Membership
Requirements
None really. We don’t
care who you are, town or country, but are pretty convinced that whoever you
are it’s probably a lot more interesting than a regulation-issue academic
persona permits you to freely express.
SCAT Mission
None really. Except
perhaps to affirm that most missions are best lightly held. Otherwise you’ll get really frustrated when
you head off on a mission and the truck won’t start again.
SCAT Governance
We don’t really have any governance to speak of. But we do bestow special honors for those who
can pass the following quiz.
If
I told you that Coca-cola can work both to get crud off your engine batteries
and remove staining from toilet bowls, what would you say?
a)
That’s
exactly why we shouldn’t drink Coke.
Just imagine what it does to your innards and teeth!
b)
Well, that sounds promising, but if it didn’t work, what a shameful waste of a good Coke.
SCAT
Don’t-Call-Them-Meetings
All club “meetings” (but lord, don’t actually call them
that!) shall be held in any of the following locations:
-Setting on a porch, any will do
-Anyplace two trucks pass in the
lane and the drivers roll down their windows to share a few words
-At any parts counter, hardware
store, machine shop, or any diner where the coffee costs less than two dollars
and refills are free
-Over home-cooked food lovingly
prepared out of highly processed or at least biblically justified delicious
ingredients
-Anywhere and everywhere disaster
strikes a member and a good casserole or some extra muscle would prove useful
To be absolutely clear, don’t-call-them-meetings do not
require any actual conversation, much less (god forbid) an agenda. They can also be held in silence,
particularly if it’s an especially fine day that needs our full attention to
appreciate.
Things We Incline
Against
Talk of pedigrees.
This is a professional association,
not a puppy mill.
Rankings of persons, places, and things. Though we do encourage a heated competitive
atmosphere for tall tales about Darwin Award worthy doings involving heavy
machinery and power tools. And getting
struck by lightning and living through it.
Loving Walden,
though this isn’t a hill we’d die on or anything.
Things We Could
Almost Have But Don’t
If we did have a founding father (which we don’t) and we
weren’t afraid of him (which we are, even though he’s dead), we’d pick Johnny
Pentecost since he exemplifies the art of giving fewer damns.
We were tempted to have a logo and considered a coat of arms
featuring a crossed pen and spade, but then asked ourselves: What the hell would we put that on? It’s not like we’re commissioning stationary
or anything.
We’ve always been mildly attracted by the classy “elite”
effect of gargoyles, but have settled instead for some inbred farm dogs. They don’t move much and are impressively
ugly, so we figure they’ll easily pass as nigh gothic architectural flourishes. We’re all about things nigh around here.
Things We Do Have and
Plan to Keep
This goat skull mascot with baton stopper eyes. Because even though we don’t need a mascot,
we sure do like this goat skull and think it deserves a formal role in SCAT,
however arbitrary.
This collection of truck mirrors for when SCAT members need
to make sure their dirt necklaces are hanging straight
Attitude. In fact,
multiple attitudes, often conflicting and yet still held all at once.
*After this published, I’ve received a lot feedback from
others who wear chicken scat in academia.
Several elements of the above are inspired by things
people sent me.
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