Defio al la tradukarto

Hodiaŭ matene, mi tre ŝatis hajkon kiel estas mia kutimo, mi tradukis ĝin en Esperanton.

Hieraŭ, Phil afiŝis pri tradukado responde al demando de samideano. Pripensinte tion, mi konstatis ke estis unu afero pri mia traduko kiu ne bone kontentigis min. La hajko turnas sur tio ke oni personigas la nokton kiel virinon kiu, en la mateno, ankoraŭ portas tion, kion ŝi portis dum la vespero. Oni imagas ŝin kiel kaŝamanto kiu iras hejmen antaŭ la suno. Sed oni efikas tion per la pronomo kiun oni uzas ĉe la fino "her diamonds". En Esperanto, tamen, oni kutime uzus "la" -- certe mi kutime dirus ĝin tiel, same kiel parto de la korpo: la manon, la kolĉenon. Kaj eĉ se oni uzus pronomon, la taŭga devas esti "si", kiu ne indikas genron. Se oni dirus "ŝiajn diamantojn" temus pri tiuj de iu alia ĉiesulino. Mi pripensis aldoni klarigon aliiel, ekz, "l' nokto ŝi…" se tio trafis min eĉ pli malkontentige. Do, mi simple lasis ĝin tiel. Sed mia traduko ne enhavas la saman econ kiel la originalon, bedaŭrinde. La hajko, tamen, ankoraŭ trafas.

Reading, Writing, and Passion

A week ago, I was talking to Lucy at the breakfast table and she mentioned that she had first heard of Esperanto reading a book in high school called Suds in Your Eye by Mary Lasswell (published in 1942). She went to her room and came back with a little hard-cover book with a red cover. It has illustrations by George Price and is a charming story about 'three impoverished but high-spirited and beer-loving elderly women". Set in Southern California during WWII, it has many fascinating cultural details. I carefully restricted myself to just one or two chapters a day to make it last, but have now finished it and have gotten permission to pass it along to Buzz next. I am confident he will find it as charming as I have.

Snail on milkweed leaf

As my initial prompt for my writing class, I decided to look for terrestrial gastropods. It had been dry for weeks, but just before the semester started, we got a lot of rain. I went out after the rain, during the rain, several times and found almost nothing. But then Randy mentioned that he'd seen some snails on milkweeds near the sun circle. I went there and hit pay dirt. I was able to bring back a bunch of snails for my students to look at. They're cute little guys -- maybe in the genus Novisuccinea, but I'm not sure.

I've been thinking about trying to parley the terrestrial gastropods into a theme for the semester, so I did some googling and turned up a CV of a faculty member at UMass -- a new faculty member in public health who just arrived. He's originally from Russia. He mostly does endocrine disruptor stuff, but earlier in his career he'd published articles about terrestrial gastropods, including what looks like the description of a new species of slug from the Caucasus. I sent him a cautious email mentioning my class and wondering if he had suggestions for something that the students could do with molluscs that would be fun or interesting. In just a few minutes, I got a reply from him enthusiastically saying that his passion was terrestrial molluscs and that he would love to be involved anyway he could. We're going to get together for coffee on Tuesday. It's wonderful to meet enthusiastic people!

Happy 16th Birthday to Dreamhost

I've been very happy with Dreamhost as my hosting service. People often joke "Cheap, Fast, Good: Pick two". But with Dreamhost you get all three. It's always a balance or tradeoff, but the balance for me has been very satisfactory. Best of all has been the service. I've very rarely had a serious problem but, when I have, I've always been astonished by the quick, professional service. It's like you don't even have to say "shibboleet"! Dreamhost: Here's to another 16 years!

Citizenship

If someone is born on one side of an imaginary line, they're a citizen of the United States. On the other side, they're not. And there's a constant flood of people across the borders trying to have children inside the US seeking citizenship. Does this make sense to anyone?

It's not like that in many other places. In Russia, you might be born in Russia -- in fact your family may have lived in Russia for generations -- but you're not Russian unless you're ethnicly Russian or naturalized (the principle of jus sanguinius.)

We in the US spend a lot of time and money debating whether or not to intervene in other countries. And it's complicated: even dictators have their supporters. And even people that don't really support the dictator may have reservations about a foreign power sending military forces into their country. At the same time, what right do we have to intervene militarily in other countries?

I suggest an alternate path: we should offer US citizenship to anyone in the world who swears allegiance and starts paying taxes. And once the majority of people in another country (or region) are US citizens, they could hold a referendum and join the United States. Once they're US citizens, it gives us a much greater range of options. And, if they aren't ready to join the United States, it lets us off the hook trying to fix their problems.

senokulvitre

Today I received the proofs and approved senokulvitre. Also available via Amazon. It's my third book of haiku. I'm very pleased with how it's turned out.

I've been pleased with each of my volumes of haiku. With each one, I had an epiphany -- a moment of realization -- where the idea for what I wanted to do came to me in a flash. And after each, I thought, "Well -- I did that one, but I have no idea what I could do next."

Actually in this case, I already have an idea... But enough about that.

Each of these has gotten easier than the last. And better! I feel like I have a better process and a better understanding of what works -- and how things work.

Crossing Over

Phil sent me this link about the MIT Pirate Program. If you pass courses in “pistol, archery, sailing, and fencing” you can get an acknowledgement as a "pirate". They're considering whether to make some kind of public, formal acknowledgment, rather than the current, informal recognition of your peers.

This is something I didn't get at all when I was younger. I had a very active personal, private, fantasy life and the stuff I did at school. Or work. And the two were completely separate.

It took me years to figure out that I could bring them together. It would have been OK as a college student to find classes I was actually interested in, rather than just fulfilling requirements. It would have been OK to do something I was really interested in for my class project, and not just slavishly try to meet the requirements.

Eventually, I did figure it out. Even so, it took me many years to really bring them into line. And even now, I recognize that not everyone appreciates when I list my Esperanto haiku book on my Annual Faculty Review. But, Hey! If I didn't put it down, how else could I show that I'm making a multicultural accomplishment?

More Than Half of Us Make Less than Minimum Wage

Do you think you deserve more than minimum wage? Recently, it was pointed out that if it had grown as much as US productivity, minimum wage would be $21.72 per hour instead of the $7 or $8 dollars it currently is, depending on where you live. But, hold on! If you earned $21.72 per hour and worked full time, you'd earn $45,178 per year. The current real disposable income in the US is around $37,030. In other words, more than half of the people in the US are making less than what someone with minimum wage earned in 1968. And we wonder why we feel squeezed and have trouble making ends meet. Duh.

Collapse of Academia

While writing Issues of Class, I thought a lot about my personal experience and the path that led me here. I once dreamed of being a tenured professor of Biology but saw early on which way the wind was blowing.

When I was a kid, I liked to catch snakes. You could dream of studying herpetology and having a career becoming an expert in the natural history of actual organisms. When I was in third grade, I decided that was what I was going to do.

When I got to be about a junior in college, I started looking at graduate school opportunities and job opportunities. What I found was that essentially all of the future of biology was in cellular and molecular biology. That was where the funding opportunities were and universities were pushing faculty assiduously to pursue external funding. There were a small number of jobs for someone who wanted to study organisms, but I could see that I was unlikely to be the 1-in-a-hundred or 1-in-a-thousand that got one of those jobs. So, in 1985, I turned aside from graduate school.

There have been an abundance of former academics describing their abject despair about moving on after realizing what's happening. In Write like a Motherfucker the author links to this classic flameout

But how did this happen? Colleges and universities have more students than ever—and charge higher tuition than ever—so whither the humanities professorship amid all the resort-like luxury dormitories and gleaming student centers? Is the humanities professorship extinct because at this very second, thousands of parents of wide-eyed college freshmen are discouraging them from taking literature, philosophy, foreign languages or history (the disciplines that comprised a college education in its entirety for thousands of years, but whatever), even though quite unlike humanities Ph.D.s, humanities B.A. degrees are actually among the most hirable? Or is it, as Rosenbaum and others have suggested, that the overproduction of obtuse torrents of jargon has caused my profession to hasten its own irrelevance?

I never became a tenured professor. I eventually went back to school in Science Education, the Internet happened, and I found engaging work at the intersection of Biology, Technology, and Science Education. I ended up in a pretty good place, but it was never really through planning: it was more like falling into a river and clinging to bits of flotsam and jetsam until it fetched up somewhere that seemed comparatively secure. But no place really looks secure these days.

For my entire career, higher education has been slowly collapsing. But it's only recently that people have put together what's actually happening. Since the plutocrats and oligarchs began diverting more and more of the world's wealth into their own coffers, public funding for everything, including infrastructure, science, and higher education, has been increasingly cut.

Universities responded creatively to weather each individual crisis in a slow-motion race to the bottom. They began increasing the amount of teaching done by slave-labor graduate students. Then they began replacing tenure-system with non-tenure-system faculty. They gradually increased class-sizes. In a thousand ways, they economized by cutting and trimming, looking for ways to make the experience cheaper without making it unacceptably bad.

At the same time, they began charging a larger and larger fraction of the cost to parents and students. It's a bitter irony to hear people talk about how higher education is so much more expensive now -- as if somehow the cost of educating students has increased. We actually spend much less now per student than we did 10 or 20 or 30 years ago. But it used to be seen as a public good to enable everyone to rise to their full potential. Those days are long over. Essentially all institutions of public higher education receive the majority of their funding from other sources than the public. Many might as well be private.

The irony that people pay more for less isn't lost on anyone who understands what's happening. Clay Shirky talked about how your massive open offline college is broken. He watched as the forces of globalization swallowed the newspaper industry, in spite of clear warnings of what was going on. Now what on the surface look like the same forces are threatening higher education.

The difference is that what's destroying public higher education is not really competition or globalization -- it's the defunding of the public sphere. At the same time business people talk about lack of skills or the need to bring in educated workers because American workers lack the skills, we've increasingly put education out of the reach of a growing body of people. And made it so bad, you might as well just read wikipedia by yourself in the basement.

My only consolation in watching the rich people, like Bill Gates or Nolan Bushnell, trying to remake education without a clue is being able to see, in advance, that it's doomed to failure.

We already know how to educate people well: our problem is that the only goal these days is trying to do it cheaper without making it unacceptably bad. Get used to it being unacceptably bad.

Issues of Class

Today, Tobias Buckell talks about Time Isn't Spare. He's reacting to a recent post talking about asking for money for activities associated with being a well-known author. And this morning I saw this tweet:

@sarahkendzior If you are being paid in 1) debit cards 2) exposure 3) a line on the CV 4) promises, you have an abusive employer.

I'm reminded of a conversation I had with Phil and Tom many years ago, at the tail end of another recession, when we saw an article describing someone, who needed experience to get a job, and wished he'd found work as a student -- even unpaid work -- in order to show something to a potential employer. Tom was very offended by the idea of letting people work without paying them, and building a model in which people work for free -- or for "experience" or whatever else you want to call it.

Today, I'm realizing the extent to which this is an issue of class. There are exceptions -- where a young person has so much native talent or cunning that they can invert the power relationship and use the opportunity to pull themselves up by their bootstraps. But those are the exceptions. For most, working for free means helping someone else who's higher in the foodchain get a larger reward for themselves. Unless they're a member of an elite class that isn't dependent on the relationship between their "work" and their economic state. Nowadays, that's mostly only the independently wealthy -- with a few exceptions.

In fact, I regularly do work for people for a line on my CV -- or for even less. In some ways all of the work I do is for free. I receive a salary from the University but the exact nature of the work I do is not particularly well defined. When I was hired, teaching was not part of my initial job description. In fact, there really wasn't a job description: They had built a computer lab and I was hired to come in and do what needed to be done. I had to report to a steering committee, which turned out to be like my own personal pep-squad, but otherwise had broad latitude to choose projects and work with faculty as I saw fit.

What do I do? Well, I run the BCRC: I hire, schedule, train, and supervise staff for the BCRC. I select, install, and configure software for the computers in the BCRC and a bunch of teaching labs. More generally, though I do a lot of other stuff: I answer a lot of questions in person and by email. I help people print posters, use projectors, solve technology problems, and make technology choices. I attend meetings and try to influence the University to support (or at least not interfere) with what the Biology Department is trying to do. I keep parts of the local technical infrastructure up-to-date and have been, if not the architect, than a consultant in selecting, installing, configuring, and supporting many of the technical services for the department. I support, more or less directly, a bajillion websites. And I spend a lot of time just educating myself: trying to stay current on trends in technology, education, and life sciences. And beyond that I perform various kinds of service for the community. I sometimes give talks, teach classes, conduct workshops, provide technical support, serve on boards and committees for local, national and international organizations.

As I say, when I was hired, teaching was not part of my original job description. In consultation with the steering committee, I found that I could make time to teach a class and so I started teaching partly to offer something to the department and students, partly as a way that I could illustrate to other faculty in the department forms of pedagogy that weren't just lecture, and partly to enhance my own skills and experience -- if I needed to look for a different job. I'm teaching a class next semester, but am I getting paid for my teaching?

This semester, I have also agreed to take over being the coordinator for the junior year writing program. I'm not getting paid anything (extra) for doing that either. When I was asked to do it, however, I asked about potential remuneration because, as it turns out, some people in the department do get extra compensation for taking on extra work. I figured it was worth asking, although I wasn't really expecting it -- because there's not a strong connection between what I actually do and my compensation.

Our thinking about it gets tangled up in issues of class. Are you a proletarian? Or a member of the Bourgeoisie? Are you doing this as a fee for service? Or is this just part of your activity in managing your enterprise? What would you do if you were given free rein to just try to make things work better?

Faculty are in a weird place -- we are among the last who get paid to work on what we're interested in. And who often want to blur the lines between their job and the rest of their life. Others often strive for work/life balance whereas faculty often want their work to be their life.

I've been very grateful to not have to look at everything I do and decide whether to help someone or not based on whether that's what's paying my salary today. I don't have to check to see if a question is from a Chemistry Major or a Biology Major -- or even from someone at UMass. Or whether the email came at 8am or 8pm. I've been given wide latitude to use my best judgment to just make stuff better.

This way of thinking is coming to an end. Most corporations want everyone to be contingent, freelance employees that only do work that gets paid for. Universities are moving toward "Responsibility Centered Management" where the goal is for units to understand where their money comes from and to make sure that everything they do is "adding value" (or contributing toward the bottom line.)

Years ago, I had a friend who had studied business and he would periodically describe the owner of the company we were working for as "a good businessman". But he would spit it like a curse or an oath and it was only after weeks of hearing this that I came understand what he meant. He meant that a good businessman was someone who always maximized the bottom line, even if it came at the expense of his friends or morals -- or even common sense. I've written a lot in my blog about the fact that capitalism encourages this kind of thinking.

But we desperately need to not get caught in this trap. We need the courage to do what we think is right. We need the freedom to live a human life and pay attention to other values. We need to use our reason to apprehend the world and value things according to more than just their monetary ROI. An ecosystem, a wetland, a human life -- these things can all be given a monetary value, but that value is a lie.

Perhaps the only reason the progressive movement was as successful as it was, back in the 30's and 40's was due to the oligarchs being terrified of communism. And, in the 1980s, when communism collapsed, the gloves came off. Everyone's standards of living have stagnated or declined (except for the 1%) -- I understand why people feel compelled to play their game. I recognize that I have been sheltered from this and may be among the last who enjoys the freedom to tell the capitalists to stick it. But I say, I will do what I think is right and necessary. I will give that talk in spite of the pathetic honorarium. I will spends hundreds of hours without additional compensation to organize and run the Hackathon or Drupal Camp, because I think those things are important and necessary and I can do them.

For now.

Tomorrow, I don't know.

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