John Searle once told me about a conversation he had with the late Michel Foucault: "Michel, you're so clear in conversation; why is your written work so obscure?" To which Foucault replied, "That's because, in order to be taken seriously by French philosophers, twenty-five percent of what you write has to be impenetrable nonsense." I have coined a term for this tactic, in honour of Foucault's candor: eumerdification.
The word is much nicer in French, since in English it would be something like shittifying. So here's the definition:
I love that. I suspect there's some eumerdification in this article I reformatted several years ago.