It has been a bit hard for me to blog lately, as one of the things I'd like to talk about the most–my experience currently serving on a search committee–is the one thing that I cannot talk about (as I don't think it's appropriate for me to weigh in on such things while a search is still underway). I do hope to discuss my experience someday, however–perhaps after the search is over–as it has been an eye-opening experience, one that I think would enable me to add to discussions about what search committees are "looking for", such as the one Helen started on publishing advice for grad students.
Because I cannot blog on such things for the time being, I've been wracking my brain a bit on other things to blog about–and a chance encounter on facebook the other brought to mind something I figured might be worth sharing. The short story is this: I added a fellow philosopher on facebook, receiving a message in return thanking me for adding him. When I mentioned in reply that I seemed to recall him posting on the Cocoon, he said, "I'm one of those people who gets riled up at the…pessimists…". This comment got me thinking, both about the frustrations that appear to be very common among early career philosophers (particularly job seekers) in the philosophy blogosphere, but also about my own past. Allow me to explain.
Anyone who travels around the philosophy blogosphere has seen the frustrations, and anger, that some people have regarding the profession. Some people believe they were "sold a lie", signing up for a line of work under the impression that, if they got into the right program, published in the right places, etc., they would get a permanent, well-paying job, and so on. More generally, there is a great deal of frustration over the market, injustices/unfairness in the profession, and so on. I will say that I am very sympathetic with many (though not all) of these frustrations. Long time readers of this blog will know that I have been open with my own struggles and frustrations, both as a graduate student and early-career philosopher in temporary positions on the job-market for over seven years. Although everyone's situation is different–and I cannot claim to put myself in everyone's shoes–I do feel comfortable saying that I felt, many times, the kinds of frustrations, anger, and despair that other early-career people express in the most personal way. My wife, my family, and I all spent many tough years grappling with the kinds of concerns that are so common among early-career people. And indeed, as I've said before, things got so bad at some points that I succumbed to my frustrations, temporarily losing my love of philosophy, pushing friends and colleagues away, and so on.
All of which brings me to the subject of this post. My aim, in what follows, is not to "lecture" about "how to respond properly" to frustration, anger, etc., about the job market, profession, and so on. Like I said, everyone's situation is different. I don't pretend to know "the best" or "the right" way to respond to (perceived or actual) injustices in the profession. What I do know is what I have experienced myself–and so I'd just like to share my story.
Here's the long and short of it: there have been times in my career where I let my frustrations get the best of me, and times in my career where I made the conscious decision not to–and the latter times were far better all around, both internally and externally, than the former. Early in my career, when I let my frustrations fester, it was bad not only for my soul (I was an unhappy person); it also adversely affected my career: I pushed others away, isolated myself, etc. Then, at some point, I told myself, "I either need to quit or change my attitude." Because I didn't want to quit, I chose the latter: I decided to stop focusing on my frustrations and simply aim to become the best teacher, researcher, and colleague I could become. I tried to be as positive and helpful as I could, and tried to take what joy I could in doing the kind of research and teaching that reflected the kind of philosopher I wanted to be. And, while I was far from perfect–frustrations still bubbled up from time to time–I genuinely found it to be something of a transformative experience. I not only felt better on the inside, but surprisingly, I found, far more often than not, that good will was met with good will in return–by colleagues, friends, etc.
In short, I don't know what the right way is to respond to professional frustrations. There are things to be upset about in academia, and our profession, for sure. What I do know is that, at least in my own case, trying to set aside my frustrations and approach myself, my research, my colleagues, students, friends, and family with positivity and kindness worked far better–both internally and externally–than the opposite. It really did make all the difference. Indeed, the only things I really regret, to this day, are the times I failed to do so: the times that I wrote, or said, something out of frustration or anger. Those are the things I would take back. The positive things I would not, fwiw.
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