Before that, I think most feel the need to prove that they can, indeed, play with the big boys. I think the male factor is (and please forgive the stereotype), just like playing sports. It`s an ego/testosterone thing, where they have to out maneouver the other players.

*huge grin* I think this is one of the best metaphors I've heard in along time. Especially since the young male associate professors (the YMAP?)from the arts history department tend to be pale, with a shade of tweed. Not very sporting types - expect in the sport of bitching. There they excel.

I`m guilty of the former, of course. Especially when I`m writing for someone I know is above my level - I want to use all the big words and I want to use them correctly.

Ooh, I'm guilty as well. But I will say to my defense that I only use big words when writing. When I'm giving a lecture or a presentation I feel the need to communicate properly, and the complicated words hinder me in this.
And these words can definitely help when writing, but I think a little goes a long way.Then again my annoyance at the YMAP can stem from my, well, general dislike of YMAP's?
Like the one who said to me in this really surprised voice: "You know visual rhetoric?"
To which I replayed: "Yes - just because I have tits doesn't mean I'm retarded."

And yes - I might have been a bit grumpy that day.

And I must say those are some very expensive DVDs. Help!
LOTR are part of my comfort watching collection. Like Firefly and Band of Brothers. I need to watch them on a regular basis to keep my equilibrium.;)