{"id":1573,"date":"2010-08-08T23:37:02","date_gmt":"2010-08-08T22:37:02","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/?p=1573"},"modified":"2010-08-08T23:37:02","modified_gmt":"2010-08-08T22:37:02","slug":"the-academics-work-is-never-done","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/2010\/08\/08\/the-academics-work-is-never-done\/","title":{"rendered":"The academic&#8217;s work is never done"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>This story is true.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Last week I was sitting on a hilltop with my book in basically the absolute middle of nowhere in Wales. Dressed in gray and brown. Motionless.<\/p>\n<p>Two women maybe my parents&#8217; age walk past me on the cliff path. We say hi, in the cursory way that&#8217;s the norm for passing hikers.<\/p>\n<p>A third person goes by, and I don&#8217;t even look up. But then she peers down under my hat brim.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Are you somebody?&#8221; she asks quizzically.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yeah,&#8221; I say, nonplussed by the nonsensical question.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I saw something as I was coming,&#8221; she explains, &#8220;but I thought it was a bush or a rock.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I laugh.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Are you studying?&#8221; she asks after a moment.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Yeah,&#8221; I say.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Nice spot for it,&#8221; and she looks around at the view.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What are you studying?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;French politics,&#8221; I say after a second of scrambling around in my brain for a quick explanation of what I do.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;What?&#8221; she says. Her accent sounds a little German.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;French politics.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;French politics!&#8221; she exclaims in surprise. &#8220;Well, good luck with it.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Thanks!&#8221; I say, smiling with a half laugh.<\/p>\n<p>She goes on to her friends, tells them &#8220;French politics!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>And they go on among themselves, speaking another language, German perhaps, and taking each others&#8217; photos with a cheap tourist camera as they vanish downhill.<\/p>\n<p>&#8230;<\/p>\n<p><em>The moral of this story would appear to be that if you aren&#8217;t careful and you do academic work in nonacademic places you may be mistaken for a shrubbery. Or perhaps a small boulder.<\/p>\n<p>Alternatively, the moral of this story is that overinvestment in academic work can become a bizarre spectacle for passers-by.<br \/>\n<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>The moral of this story, and here I&#8217;m going to be serious for a second, is that it&#8217;s mighty strange that graduate school can manage to induce this state of <strong>perpetual work<\/strong> where even the most obscure corners of summer are subjected to neurotic productivity compulsions.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>In the end, in spite of everything that this blog pretends to know about the little dominations of academic life, I have to confess that I can&#8217;t help mostly feeling that I love my work.<\/p>\n<p>Disturbing, I know.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This story is true. Last week I was sitting on a hilltop with my book in basically the absolute middle of nowhere in Wales. Dressed in gray and brown. Motionless. Two women maybe my parents&#8217; age walk past me on the cliff path. We say hi, in the cursory way that&#8217;s the norm for passing [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[493],"tags":[642],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1573"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1573\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1573"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1573"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/decasia.org\/academic_culture\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1573"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}