So I am now over it. Over the current bout of nostalgia for places and activities and lives I missed. Over my rage at having succumbed to the pressure to renounce these things.
I still say that what I do not like about professors is that they are not aware of any other interesting jobs–they think everything else is some sort of meaningless sales position, or something like that–which means they are not qualified advisors, I do note.
I also note that my anger about pressure to put up with bad situations is essentially the same as that of the adjuncts who are apparently now told they must keep on going.
I do insist, however, that my current no-wailing-allowed, no nonsense policy with my institution, forged over the summer and kept to all fall while being honed further, can have a distinct effect upon it. Is already having this effect.
I also reiterate, to those who claim that the problem with “education” is the faculty, it is not — it is the defunding of institutions and systems. Everyone should be able to see that, and it is shocking to me how many do not.