It’s a special day for us today because we are ordering takeout. We haven’t done this in forever, so it feels ultra-decadent and requires a ton of preparations and discussions. We are doing Applebee’s carside because nobody else has anything I can eat, and we want to give the Indian restaurant a rest. Plus, the carside part feels even more fancy and decadent. I feel like I need to dress up for this meal.
The cause for this celebration is that N’s article has been accepted for publication in a very fancy place after 6 rounds of revisions. At one point, we couldn’t use any of the computers in the house because he was running his programs on them and we didn’t want to slow them down. I contributed by editing the article and, most importantly, the letter N wrote to the editors when they were requesting unreasonable changes. I edited it in the direction away from “you stupid dimwits, go stuff yourselves” and towards “esteemed colleagues, thank you for your valuable suggestions. However.”
Our sister university is dying. This was clear a while ago from the dejected, hopeless demeanors of the faculty members who were extremely unexcited to work for their school.
We are in a bizarre situation because the sister school gets most of the finding in our university system yet produces a lot less. It constantly has to borrow money from us because, even though we get less funding, we manage our resources better and have a surplus. Our enrollments are growing. The sister’s are plummeting. We are producing tons of exciting research. They get tons more free time and money for research yet don’t produce like we do.
Just to give a single example, the sister school renamed its Foreign Languages and Literature department to “Languages, Cultures, and International Trade.” I’m sure you can measure the degree of utter desperation that produced this move.
So it’s all just like in a typical dysfunctional family.
Finally, the Board of Trustees recognized that robbing a thriving school to feed a dying one is dumb and decided to reallocate the funds we get from the state in a way that will reflect the real state of affairs. Of course, the Republican lawmakers in the state legislature immediately interfered. They clearly prefer that the entire university system that our two schools constitute should die.
I know there are people from the sister university reading this and I want them to know that I’m greatly saddened by the agony of what used to be a great school. I don’t believe, however, in dragging out agonies. Once life and joy have seeped out of a place, there’s no amount of money that can bring it back.
Well, I, for one, am happy that this clueless and nasty character is quitting her teaching job.
Poor delusional tools are massaging reality into a friendly shape but reality is resisting.
I don’t see why this is supposedly anti-Semitic and what the scandal is about but judge for yourselves.
What British people consider to be murder. I’m never going to get this.
Ancestry.com helps people break the cycle of horrible lies.
Every time I decide that Sarah Kendzior can’t get any sillier, she breaks her own record. I have no idea why she thinks it’s so cute to pose as a dumb airhead. And I don’t really think she is one. It’s a persona she cultivates.
As we say, even the most backwards among us have finally donned jeans. In other words, the demise of the nation-state is finally being discussed in tabloids.