Off to a lakeside cottage for the remainder of the week. No blogging until Sunday or Monday.
Posted by Invisible Adjunct at June 16, 2003 10:03 PMHave fun, IA! You deserve to.
Posted by: Dorothea Salo at June 16, 2003 10:18 PMI only thought tenured professors got vacations. I didn't take one for 6 years! Now I'm kind of on a permanent one. (Just kidding, I'm still working hard. Actually, I'm blogging hard, but that's not working is it? Or does it count for "keeping my writing and thinking sharp"?)
Posted by: John Lemon at June 17, 2003 12:55 AMHave a good time at the lake.
People thinking about making the jump from academia to business may be interested in the article "The Accidental CEO" in the current Fortune. It's about Anne Mulcahy, CEO of Xerox...English/Journalism degree from Marymount College. (Interestingly, her main competitor in the printer business, Carly Fiorina of HP, has a BA in Medieval History, although she later did get MBA and MS degrees.)
Posted by: David Foster at June 17, 2003 10:13 AMAdding to the chorus of good vacation wishes!
Posted by: Rana at June 17, 2003 11:02 AMFrom me too! Forget all about academia and enjoy life.
Posted by: language hat at June 17, 2003 12:56 PMSomething to occupy your time:
The PhD Octopus, by William James
In case the html is screwed up: http://philip.greenspun.com/careers/octopus.html
Posted by: zizka at June 17, 2003 01:27 PMWealth Bondage is bad. But even worse is a truly abusive common law marriage. I came back to repread your prior posts and found myself saying, "Why does she stay in such an abusive relationship, when she knows it has no future, that she is being used, humiliated and discarded?" Yet, I know why, because Art is a Cruel Mistress or Master. Though we are beaten, we kiss the rod. We would give all Academics - all. But the most horrible part is, that Bitch/Bastard could care less. He/She/it has so many other lovers, no less talented, no less devoted, no less long-suffering.
Maybe you could start a business, for parents and those who love the Adjuncts, to stage an intervention, to kidnap and deprogram.
Those Gothic Buildings seem the home of the Holy, but if God is there, he is also Elsewhere. Business is crude and empty, but it is not nearly so cruel.
How about changing your site, daringly, to "The Whore's Progress," after Hogarth, and chronicling your life as an Innocent who falls into the hands of Big Business? It has wonderful satiric potential. (Do you know the Hardy poem where the "ruined" country girl comes home from the city all dressed in finery. Her neighbor wishes she could have such nice clothes. The fallen innocent says, "Well you can't because you ain't ruined."