I Am Eugene Wolters

I have a confession to make.

For the past few years I have been masquerading as this petite-bourgeois blogger you know as “Eugene Wolters.”

I do not mean “I am Eugene” in the philosophical sense. I am neither German Jew, nor Zapatista. I am, however, Eugene Wolters – biologically.  But I assure you that I am still the same Eugene that you’ve come to love or, for many, hate.

I expect you are wondering: Why did I publicly shame myself? You may recall posts deriding comments I made to students such as “If you don’t give me any of your shitty papers you get an A” or another post outing my plagiarism. The short answer: I wanted to get caught.

I’ve long been fascinated with the flagellants of Christian history and Deleuze’s exploration of de Sade.  What would it mean, then, to create a public persona to “troll” myself?  I have not fully formulated my thoughts yet, but the results of this philosophical experiment will be explored in my forthcoming book, entitled “Ideology and the Art of Blog Maintenance.”

I will also note that it brought me sheer delight to be called an “anti-Žižek propaganda machine.” And the fact that I so cleverly Americanized the spelling of my name – I must give credit to my dear friend Judy Butler for that one.

The last two years have been a tremendous amount of fun, regardless. I hope to continue writing quality content without the deceptive facade.

Your Comrade,