Just when you think you’re out.. they pull you back in. I have fallen back in love with teaching, this time at Bronx Community College and at a high school in Harlem that has partnered with CUNY to bring in adjunct professors. This week's post is about how adjuncts are financially penalized for spending time designing engaging classes, and how the Kardashians are the ultimate pedagogical tool for getting the attention of jaded students.Read More
My academic relapse is in full-swing. I am caught up in the terror and hope of it all. I am placed back into the position of the powerless graduate student, and the feeling that I should have known better returns. I think about how we are still trapped in the toxic culture of academia. How our self-worth and ability to empathize is steadily ripped from our identity the longer we stay in academia.Read More
I continue my story of my academic relapse and my ventures into the past. I’m starting to unpack the trauma and emotions associated with being sued by a former professor, so stay tuned. This week, I talk about professors as dinosaurs, forced to eat their young in order to survive (even though we all know they’re going extinct regardless—both of ‘em). I talk about how, to higher education, the task of education itself does not matterRead More
In this post I talk about my (re)lapse into academia, the weight of trauma, and the shock I felt when it was all over. My legal battle is over, and I’m somehow left still standing. The blog will remain up permanently, I get to keep the series of posts “Why I Left Academia,” and finally, I feel I have my writing back. Now that I’ve reclaimed my words, I have a lot to say. Which is to say, buckle up academia.Read More
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the toxic by-product of academia, which is to say, the elitist mindset that justifies poor behavior. In many ways, I think a helpful lens to discuss this is that of Alcoholics Anonymous. So with that, here is a fun little diddy I’ve worked up for this week’s post. Of course, recovering from academia is not the same process of recovering from addiction, but it is a useful framework to discuss the sticky and less-discussed problems inherent to both leaving academia and academia itself.Read More
In this week's post, Jillian and I's interview turns to talk about applying for jobs post-academia, the struggles of being a PhD in the business space, as well as the invaluable insights a mind trained by a PhD rigor offers.
I love this post because Jillian makes no apologies for her desire to make a comfortable living (and, gasp, even a 401k!) despite her hatred of capitalism. Yeah, they're conflicting objectives, but life itself cannot be reduced to simplistic binaries of either/or. Similarly, the life Jillian has constructed for herself appears to be an "and, and" situation, where she pursues social issues that matter to her-- such as her forthcoming book about adjuncting and her social engagement class that she teaches, alongside a burgeoning career as a consultant in market research.
In this post, I interview Dr. Jillian Powers, where we finally clap back to complacent white ‘feminist’ professors, rage against the university-machine, the glory and privilege of the pursuit of knowledge, the unsung heroes that are adjuncts. Jillian also talks about living intentionally and embodying the knowledge we gained through our PhD’s. Also, Flava flav makes what is most likely his only appearance on this blog, so soak it up folks. I think Jillian’s exodus from university and her actions represent a possibility for a dissenting voice to be heard-- both within and beyond the university.Read More
Finally, an update about what I’ve been up to, why I’ve been silent for the past few months, and what I’ve learned in the process. In some ways, I think of this essay as the afterward to my “Why I Left Academia” series. A beginning of an end. Perhaps.Read More
I’ve agonized over what to write in this post. Truth be told, I’ve been overwhelmed by the many spinning plates I’ve eagerly taken on in the past few months. And then, after my 5th or 6th in-person or email conversation with fellow alt-acs about the process of professionalizing ourselves, converting not just our CV into a resumé but also translating our hard-earned academic language skills into business language skills. It’s like the work of translation, you can’t just look up the word in the dictionary and call it translation. You have to immerse yourself.Read More
Academic Fragility is what maintains the status-quo, much like the concept of White Fragility. This is for all of my fellow scholars who have left academia: We are goddamned heroes, not failures.Read More
I believe in the power of knowledge to transform life. I believe in academia. I believe in the importance of earning a Ph.D. This is why I am still fighting. And looking for collaborators.Read More
I am being sued for defamation and conspiracy. 99 people who are current or former graduate students of my former university are listed as co-conspirators. This is what happens when you speak uncomfortable truths. But I will not be silenced.Read More
This post introduces the question of why is it Ivies are so adamantly against Graduate Student Unions? The ferocity of their reaction to the unionization of graduate students suggests that there is something very powerful to be earned with collective bargaining.Read More
Since I made the decision to leave academia, like any good researcher, I have obsessively looked into what my options are, what I can do about with a Ph.D., or more generally, what I could do for a living that I would get some satisfaction and a decent paycheck from. Here are some interesting jobs that I've come across in my search and networking adventures.Read More
If you are reading this post, chances are, you are a graduate student, or recent graduate. You have probably been surfing the web, as I did, obsessively with search words like “post-ac” and “alt-ac” and reading your fill of the ills of higher education.
It’s a difficult decision to leave, even if it might not have been a decision at all, but rather a necessity. It’s scary to leave something around which you have based your entire sense of self and identity for so long.Read More