deserve better 'for a guaranteed seat (not that you, not you, that you will not).
Post initiating a series devoted to the world of academic competitions in Italy and worldwide.
every morning passed the selection, almost without realizing it. the process was natural: he and others marched in two columns up off where a man divided them only with a gesture: right the skilled and the other left. so every day, eye and quickly, was weighed, counted and discarded. he wondered vaguely what that life differs from the previous life. some time now had become shorter: the historical events had accelerated the die. had also given a figure, a face, many faces: the machine: they had explained. first, as a civilian, he spent selection without seeing.
machine field was much smaller than the machine in the world, but it does not differ substantially, except for one thing: a car was ephemeral. when this thing ends, he said, I'll be invisible to selection. was sure it would end, because humans could not tolerate a long time concentrated dose of reality.The situation described here and 'one in which I live: In my world, the curriculum is enriched not only if and' ambitious (although some to do that), but above all because '
it ended. went home with the other survivors, occupied one of the many empty houses. went out every morning to go to work and on the street corner near the bus stop, he saw again the man in the selection, his simple gesture: the valid right, left others. at every intersection he saw another man, on each landing of scale, and in front of black homes, hospitals, asylums, churches and kindergartens. selection goes on and on, and he ended up confusing the two times.
in the middle of the street sometimes raised his arm in greeting that had taught him, and thanked the air invulnerable for that extra life: yet another turn, another minute. I said thank you, but her face ... was to fuck the shit who you are, forever.
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the productivity rate 'per year should always be high if you want to keep on getting even grants and contracts stupid. Since I graduated, my choice of life has led me to a state of perpetual uncertainty in which every 2-3 years having to start from scratch, usually in another city 'or a nation.
[Here I initially wrote a comparison between the situation now and what was normal until a few years ago, but was getting too long, so I removed.] [Then I started to write this change as part of an 'complete metamorphosis of the Italian labor market and the tensions that experiences the transition generation, and that' mine and probably yours too, reader, in a society 'that has a certain degree of inertia, but I broke my balls almost immediately, then tell me through what have saved everything'.] There 'those who live this situation with good disposition of mind, because 'at the bottom and' adventurous and romantic, because it 'makes you a true cosmopolitan, and opens up your mind. I do not, it's only 'cause the alternative (to find another job) annoys me even more', and I find nothing positive in everything '(with the notable exception that
play the card to impresses Cosmopolitan Squinzi (*)).
(*)
Note how different they sound qualitatively different responses, all strict and accurate even in summary, that alternate depending on the interlocutor when I am asked "what is your job": physical
(to Squinzi)
fellow (people who know the university)
precarious (peers which, while doing different jobs, sharing with me this ordeal generation)
work at the university ' (to others)
not have a job (my personal perception resulting from education family,' cause if it is not 'fixed and does not pay pension contributions do not count as work).
My parents wanted me to do engineering. I wanted to make physics (and I ended up staying of my idea and I did). Their argument was that an engineer is much more 'easy work. At one point, the reasoning was that "even if you become a little engineer, you can still work on the land." But I do not know 'how things work at the Land Registry, and if any readers actually worked at the Land Registry would keep us from guaranteeing that I have the utmost respect for his work. Their reasoning
age I was and still is I agree (although I decided to risk it and do what I liked more '): because you like a thing where you can have a career if you are very good (otherwise cocks in the ass) and even if you are good you'll first need to mess with bags of shit, and make one similar but it can 'lead to more permanent job 'quickly.
During that period when I had to make a decision (or rather, I had taken, but not to be rude I took into consideration the alternatives), I asked a university professor of physics' as it was actually hard to find a job (*) in research. He said he was as "a graduate must wait at least four years," and I sgomentai incredulously. It was 1994. But he added: 'Well, but you have yet to begin, at least you graduated in 1998, who knows' how things will have changed by then. " And I reassured, I went under this note of hope for air drops.
few years later, during a break in the third year of a lesson, we asked the young researcher (**) we did exercises to tell us what it 'you become like him. Dismayed to learn that he had to go through the precariousness' of some scholarships until you have a steady job. And he frightens us' saying that since he had arranged the time was now even worse, and now the waiting time had become at least (***) 8 years since graduating. And things were going to get worse!, He added (to us trembling), cursing the government and the old man.
(He was right, see note at end of post # 2.)
Now I'm 31 years (8 of graduation) and I remember when I was a student I promised myself that I just finished a doctorate I would try to carpet all competitions possible (for the research position), and if I had not placed within the 30 years I would look for another job. (The threshold of 30 years came from a conversation with someone who was recruiting in the real world
which put roughly at that age 'the threshold beyond which was really hard to be taken into account by a company) . Then he realized 'that the year in which I dottorai was the first in a long series of years of hiring freezes, in which no investigator was banned from competition. then are taken back, but with fewer seats than they were before the crash, and if it now 'before the crash was extremely hard to win when they had had to win
who now expect a thing to happen and 'how to rely on the possibility' of a temporary reversal of the law of gravity '. That, however, 'is not enough to discourage me from taking part: every few months are engaged in a contest somewhere, so that it quickly became a veteran. So now read very well the evidence from which one can 'infer well in advance who will win' .
This will be 'the subject of the next post in this series.
Texts and Notes:
(*) For me at the time, and for many years after, have a job was synonymous with having a fixed place . It seems incredible now, but back then was not playing, or at least was not perceived, the wave of insecurity forced the company 'Italian, so the fixed-term contracts simply were not considered "work", but activity' of training grants, "contrattini. Even now when people ask me what do I say "fellow", while all my foreign colleagues would say "physical", without feeling to be usurping a title (I'd feel as though, if you say).
(**) Here and below (and in general all my writing, even private conversations or face-to-face) I understand the term "researcher" in the academic sense, or "winner a competition as a researcher - ie 'third level of the hierarchy after university professor and associate professor - who has a contract for an indefinite period of about 1000 € per month recruitment and seniority' in the fourth year onwards. "At that time, c 'were researchers from 28 years (and we kid it seemed incredible that it had become so' out of time - and yet they complained of being become so 'late in disbelief that their brilliance had taken so long to be rewarded (**** ) be a thankless), I 31 and I have contests to win now, research in which people participate in 38-40 years, and those who 'make a request under 35 just to "be seen", however, as his resume will 'necessarily be too quick to give him any chance. [The thing, however, and 'very dependent on the field. In other areas, career and 'still a lot more' swift - though less rapid than it was for them the good old days.]
(***) Here and hereafter we speak of deadlines associated with those good. Those talented can take a slightly less, than Bravini not going to make anything, the others do not even try.
(****) standard speech of my colleagues, that I am against (placing myself in the minority and being treated like that in a discussion takes the point of view provocative but certainly not 'can you really think that), but speech that what I see is wide support in society'. This should please me, as it seems there are people who believe that something is owed to me, but unfortunately 'I think it is hopelessly rotten. Behind the apparently reasonable ways in which 'made the usually whining, I would say that the concept can be' summed up: I'm good but a lot of people earning less than many less brave than me.
(That 's true, are typically cited examples of students are not good enough to conceivably groped an academic career, then there are tried and sometimes work for the salaries of jade in the private sector. And along throughout the academic career path, there are tons of fallen, who can not go on as they funnel narrows, or no longer tolerate 'the tension and bitterness of life is dimmerda it, and they typically are doing very well in private . Acting in turn from anecdote to propagate in the field, reinforcing the eternal temptation of the private sector in those hardships in the field of research a bit 'in the manner of how Satan tempts Jesus' in its 40 days of tribulation in the wilderness.)
Now the point and 'We live in a society' socialist? To each is given according to merit? Lecitissimo desired, but our company 'does not follow that line, and so' absurd to call back for his small portion.
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