A musician standing outside an office, accidentally overheard another musician being interviewed for a teaching position. Walls were thin. At first he had no intention of eavesdropping but trapped by circumstance he heard enough to form an opinion. The candidate sounded excellent. A sense of philosophy behind the teaching. Not just technique, but actual understanding of what learning is supposed to do to a person, yet the interviewer seemed unimpressed. Dismissive in the cool institutional way people become when they mistake their preferences for standards. Every answer the candidate gave was met with another question designed not to explore but to expose. The interviewer did not seem interested in whether the person could teach. He seemed interested in whether the person resembled his own idea of a teacher.