Writing 4.361: Games We Play

People tend to believe the world is a fair and just place, until hitting the harsh reality.

Here is a case in mind. Our administrators have been enjoying the wild ride for quite a while. They do what they please, reward their cronies, penalize who dare to challenge. The violations go one without real check. Last year, one faculty who cannot speak just got promotion, because he is their guy. This allows him to continue ruin students. Another faculty who has published zero got all the goodies and stayed for eight years, wasting taxpayers over a million of dollars. 

But they are running out of luck. Last year, we elected a new faculty chair, a seemingly harmless Asian guy. He turns out to be the show stopper. Two months into his tenure, he organized the faculty coupe to outer the provost. The provost tried several measurers, but eventually sees the inevitability. To avoid immediate embarrassment, he choose to step down by the end of June.

These dramas are at the university level, and should have not affected our school much. But in his final attempt to stay in power, the provost finally appointed a committee to investigate our dean. We have doubted that the committee is just another token show.

But now it seems all real: the provost intends to sacrifice our dean to save himself. This week, our dean eliminated two directors in the graduate office—they know too much of his fishy deals. One of them is a competent Polish guy, who sincerely cares about students.  Unfortunately, no one is real safe in this politicized place. His layoff is neither expected, nor preventable: the election of new faculty chair eventually leads to his layoff.

So, get real: the world is never a fair and just place. You got to watch out for yourself.



Writing 4.361: Games We Play