School yell for the all too well initiated:
Give me an H! Give me an I. Give me an R! Give me an E.
H. I. R. E. and let´s hire! Hire! H. I. R. E. to the President! Hire! Hire! H. I. R. E.
We´re going to sit. Sit. Sit till you sign so let´s hire. Hire! H. I. R. E.
You may say this is an immature response but my main colleague was turned down for tenure. I have gone immediately to a defense of the position and the subfield itself. So in fact I am totally cutthroat, completely corporate, utterly unsentimental, entirely sold-out and more than restrained in my clamor for a hire. Hire! H. I. R. E. and let´s hire!
Axé.
God. How hard does it have to get? Disgusting.
This isn´t about it having gotten harder or worse. This (being hard nosed about tenure and making sure to hire) is how it has always been.