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208 pages, Hardcover
Published April 22, 2019
There's a lot of commentary in doctoral education circles about preparing students for "alt-careers," bringing their intelligence to bear in a variety of industries rather than focusing only upon an academic livelihood. Although all those adjuncts and postdocs could leave, could go into lives in pharma or finance (and make more money than they would as professors anyway), most careers are misfit for the mindset engendered by a good doctoral education. . . . Commerce rewards expertise, that thing that you know you can do reliably and quickly. Academic life rewards almost the inverse condition, a constant state of "not-knowing," a discontent with current knowledge and current practice, a desire to reexamine the foundations of one's knowledge. . . . The work of the doctorate, done well, makes its participants ill-shaped for other ways of living. They cling to academic career hopes in the face of evidence—not merely out of wishful thinking that someday they might be allowed inside the academic gates, but because it's the way scholars understand the world, and because other careers are less open to curiosity. (64–65)I have found all of this to be completely true. I feel that my lack of success in applying for jobs outside of academia is at least in part because of this misfit—other industries couldn't care less about my broad-minded perspective, my ongoing curiosity, my ability to synthesize many streams of knowledge. I mean, job descriptions may indicate that this is the kind of person they want to hire; but it's not true.
A combination of consumer thinking, market fluidity, loss of professional status, technological innovation, and demographic shifts has led us to a point where the faculty will never again be a full-time, primarily tenure-track institutional commitment. There will always be teachers, sure. But the idea of "the faculty" is as dead as the idea of coal; it'll carry on for a while because of sunk costs and the gasping demands of those still left in the industry—but really, it's gone. (135)The last chapter is bleak and sad, but I could relate to a lot of it. Giving up on dreams of academic life is really hard, and I haven't found my way through it yet. The Adjunct Underclass helped me see that I'm not alone, I'm not weird; this is something that many people are enduring, and I'm thankful that my situation is not nearly so bad as what some other people are going through. In a relatively brief book, Childress has brought up a lot of insightful points to consider, and I hope it leads to positive changes. It's too late to do anything in my own life, but may it improve the lives of the people just starting to imagine how awesome it would be to be a professor.