I wanted to respond to a few comments, but I wanted to do it in a post.
I don't read CM because I hate my job. I actually really love my job, and could never imagine myself doing anything else. I read CM because I know that there are things wrong with the culture of what we do, and we're not allowed to talk about them anywhere but here. If I say "Hey, my students are often lazy," I'm accused of hating my students. If I say "administrators are screwing us," I get accused of trying to unionize. And if I say "sometimes, the most rewarding and valuable parts of this job are subsumed under a slough of stupid bureaucracy," I get told to stop complaining.
"Golly, teaching is so noble." Yeah, it is. It's goddamned noble to protect and preserve and increase human knowledge, to transmit it to a new generation. I am absolutely, honestly thrilled that I get to be part of that endeavor. But if you think that's all you're doing, well, maybe you should find yourself a better therapist. I like sherry. A good sherry is really, really good, but if someone is standing in my kitchen and pissing in my sherry, I'm going to say "Hey, man, stop pissing in my sherry, okay?" I'm not saying that sherry in general isn't good just because I'm pointing out that someone is pissing in mine. I'm saying, hey, man, stop pissing in my sherry. Pretending that higher education is above reproach because what we're doing is so noble -- that's the bullshit my administration pulls to tell us to shut up about the fact that they're stealing from our students and us.
"Love it or leave it" is stupid advice, as stupid and pernicious as any advice could be. If you love it, you stay. And if there are things that you don't love, things that are rotten, you point them out in the hopes that they might change. And if they can't change, you complain with friends and share your misery in order to lighten it.
And yeah, the blog has been a little slow lately. That could be because, you know, it's Christmas. Crazy, I know.