Nothing Could be Further from the Truth
This collection brings together some of the columns written by Reed M.N. Weep, published from 1997 to his disappearance in 2011 in the Bulletin for the Study of Religion and its precursor, the Bulletin of the Council of Societies for the Study of Religion. The columns satirize the academic discipline of religious studies, contemporary university life, and popular culture. There is little here that rises to the level of Truth (with a capital T). Instead the emphasis is on humor, and trutH (with a capital H). This book includes introductions by Russell McCutcheon, Craig Prentiss, Scott Elliott, Craig Martin, and Weep’s student, Alumno Sinllanto.
Published: Jun 25, 2016
|FROM THE PUBLISHER TO THE READER||Janet Sinllanto Joyce II|
|REED M. N. WEEP: THE MAN, THE LEGEND, THE COLUMNIST||Alumno Sinllanto|
|Reminiscences of the Editors|
|HE PACKED A PUNCH||Russell T. McCutcheon|
|HITTING ROCK BOTTOM WITH REED M. N. WEEP||Craig Prentiss|
|WHO WAS WEEP? THE REVIEWER||Scott Elliott|
|BRILLIANT OBSESSIVE: A REED WEEP COMEDY||Craig Martin|
|The Columns - 1|
|THE MCCUTCHEON DECADE, 1997-2001: IT SURE SEEMED LIKE TEN YEARS||Reed Weep|
|The Columns - 2|
|THE PRENTISS DECADE, 2002-2004: I COULD HAVE SWORN IT WAS TEN YEARS||Reed Weep|
|The Columns - 3|
|THE ELLIOTT DECADE, 2005-2008: IT WAS A SHORT DECADE||Reed Weep|
|The Columns - 4|
|THE MARTIN DECADE, 2008-2011: OK, SO MAYBE IT WASN’T EXACTLY TEN YEARS||Reed Weep|
|Original Publication Information||Alumno Sinllanto|
At last the long-awaited codification of the wisdom and wit of the eponymous, intrepid Reed Weep. A must-read for all who regularly take tweed and paper to academic conferences and for those who dream of one day doing so. All fans of David Lodge will find a peer in Weep’s tales of the academy.
Willi Braun (who owns no tweed but a parka), University of Alberta
If, as Baudrillard once wrote, the secret of theory is that truth does not exist, Reed M. N. Weep puts the secret of religious studies on display for all to see. Well hidden in plain sight, Weep's dispatches are the purloined letter of the discipline.
Matthew Waggoner, Albertus Magnus College