I haven't been writing much because I've been thinking. (how's that for an excuse)
I've been mulling over a conversation I had with an old grad school buddy this past weekend, which is also resonating with discussions we're having at the reading blog for D. Hall's The Academic Self.
I suspect I'll have more to say, there or here, in the days to come. But this is the pithy version:
Tenure represents freedom, an end to many forms of constraint. So why is it that so many of us sit around polishing our shackles instead of noticing that the lock is now open?