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“Not Dead Yet”

Not Dead Yet, The Chronicle of Higher Education

Lately, my professional life has reminded me of the “Bring Out Your Dead” sketch in Monty Python and The Holy Grail. The sketch opens with a man rolling a corpse-laden wheelbarrow through a 14th-century village hit hard by the plague. “Bring out your dead!” he cries to the village’s few living residents. “Bring out your dead!”

Last spring, I was ready to toss my academic career on the corpse-collector’s cart. Fed up with the life of the trailing spouse, I had declined another year of part-time teaching at my husband’s university. Then I struck out on the job market in the humanities. My Ph.D. looked DOA. Fearing the contagion would spread to other parts of my life, I tried to dump the stinking remains of my academic career.

Surprise! The career had Monty Pythonesque objections:

Me: (Tossing career on the cart) Here’s another one.

Career: I’m not dead!

Corpse Collector: What?

Me: Um, nothing. Here’s your nine pence.

Career: I’m not dead!

Corpse Collector: Here, she says she’s not dead!

Me: Yes, she is.

Career: I’m not!

Corpse Collector: She isn’t.

Me: Well, she will be soon. She’s very ill.

Career: I’m getting better!

Me: No, you’re not. You’ll be stone dead in a moment.

But it turns out that my career wasn’t dead. Minutes after bidding farewell to academe, word came that I had won a research postdoctoral position at a college just up the road from the institution where my husband is on the tenure track. I had applied for the position, but it had been so long since I’d heard anything that I hadn’t dared hope. Two months after that, I got a publishing contract to turn my dissertation into a book.

Desperate to demonstate her vitality, my career hopped from foot to foot: “I feel happy!” she sang. In The Holy Grail, that would have been the corpse collector’s cue to conk her on the head. Instead, I took her by the hand and helped her home.

My husband held open the door. And, in a connubial first, I loved him for saying “I told you so.”

Home life is a lot sweeter now that I’m not racked with resentment and regret. Now that things have stabilized — that is, now that I am regaining a sense of self and a sense of the future — this seems a good time to reflect on my two years as a trailing spouse. As someone who finished her doctorate and started a marriage to a fellow new Ph.D. in the same month, I would like to offer a frank assessment of how being the trailing partner can jeopardize a young Ph.D.’s career and relationship.

For academic couples worried (or not worried enough) that wedding bells may toll the death of one partner’s career, here are four hard-won lessons on keeping both career and marriage in good health.

Plan carefully the decision to be together. My husband’s department had resources enough — and students enough — to offer me a “part-time” teaching job. The tiny salary made me wince, but with the ink still wet on my diploma, it didn’t occur to me to negotiate. Never mind that I hadn’t yet tested my Ph.D. on the job market. Never mind that I’d held better and more lucrative teaching posts as a graduate student. My partner and I felt lucky. Unlike so many other academic couples, we would have the privilege of living in the same city.

While my husband and I are grateful for the extra time we’ve had together, we would also be the first to tell you that that time wasn’t as happy as it could have been had we given equal — or more nearly equal — attention to my own need for meaningful work.

I naïvely presumed that I could eventually make myself indispensable at my husband’s institution. (I further presumed that I would want to.) But my biggest mistake was in opting not to go on the job market myself. The decision to follow my husband was about more than a derailed career. It was also about my own fear, insecurity, ambivalence, and laziness. If I never was tested on the market, then I never risked failure on it. Unfortunately, I felt like much more of a failure for having so blithely abandoned my own desires and for having turned my back on years of training and toil.

Be realistic about differences in status. Back when we were dating, my husband and I moved through graduate school in sync, each tackling the language requirement in our program, the preliminary exam, and the dissertation defense within a few weeks of the other.

So I suppose I shouldn’t have been surprised at how grating the marked difference was in our professional statuses, post-Ph.D. Teaching twice as much and earning less than half as much as my husband left me feeling duped and depressed. His superiority in the academic hierarchy seemed everywhere in evidence, both at work and at home.

All partnerships have their share of codependencies. Academic couples are most at risk for the “equal-and-opposite-reaction-syndrome” — that is, the likelihood that the more one partner embraces the academic game, the more the other may feel outside of it. The former becomes necessarily single-minded in pursuing tenure, and may appear dreamy and disconnected when not at work.

The latter partner will then compensate for the absent-minded professor by taking over the grocery shopping, home repairs, and any other such mundane distractions. Because none of that labor is validated by the academic institution, the latter partner may instead seek validation in the role of caretaker. (As one nontenure-track woman said of her tenure-track spouse, “I’m kind of his manager. He doesn’t need to hold things in his head, because I do it for him.”)

Ultimately, the caretaker may have an identity crisis, wondering what her (or his) own career might have looked like had she demanded some caretaking of her own. My husband and I are still learning to negotiate the division of domestic and emotional labor (e.g., remembering birthdays, writing thank-you notes). That, too, is work and it shouldn’t go unrecognized or unshared.

Know the real costs of “making a contribution.” I said yes to part-time work at my husband’s university because it meant I could keep teaching. I said yes because it meant making an economic contribution to the household.

I also said yes to a lot of other things that I should have declined. Eager to prove myself a good departmental citizen (and seeking further validation through caretaking?), I volunteered for committees and student-recruitment events. I agreed to teach a time-consuming first-year seminar, because its small stipend paid for an eye exam and a new computer battery. Unpaid, I designed multiple syllabi for a new academic program and cheerfully handed them over to the dean. (She later cut the program, but promised to hold on to my “excellent courses.”)

My husband jealously guarded his time, which irritated me to no end. How could he be so selfish?

A better question might have been, “How could I not?” As long as I devalued my own labor, the university would, too. As long as I felt that my own research and writing didn’t count as “real” work, I was running in place.

The equal-and-opposite-reaction syndrome happens when only one party in an academic relationship takes himself and his work seriously. That syndrome is not confined to private life. Until I started prioritizing my own research and writing over the labor that I volunteered — or sold at a negligible price — to the university, the university and I would have a mighty unequal relationship.

Get angry. Make up. Make a change. I know what a headache it can be for a department to accommodate the partner of a new faculty hire. I know that there are academic couples out there for whom a “trailing” situation like mine might sound like a perfect fit.

I also know that the pool of part-time academic workers with no health insurance is growing. And I know that, without the time or means to publish, most part-timers (or those on teaching-intensive, one-year contracts) have just about zero opportunity for advancement, let alone for a realistic wage.

Most of the trailing spouses I meet also happen to be women. In a 1990-1994 survey of dual-career accommodation cases at the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, there was a 70-percent likelihood that the “primary hire” would be male. If the accommodated partner happened to hold a far less desirable academic position than the primary hire, “most of this difference can be explained in terms of the relative strength of their credentials,” or so reported a book on the topic, The Two-Body Problem: Dual-Career-Couple Hiring Practices in Higher Education (Johns Hopkins, 2003).

With hindsight, I can see that my otherwise respectable professional credentials took a hit when I accepted my exploitative, dead-end, trailing job. A different kind of person might have continued to make the best of it, subverting her own ambitions and exacerbating a system of academic haves and have-nots. With the support of my partner, I instead resolved to channel my misery into anger, and my anger into change. My self-respect and our marriage demanded nothing less.

While the future is still uncertain, abandoning the trailing spouse track has certainly put the bloom of pink back in the cheeks of my career. No longer professionally shackled to or by the other, my husband and I are finally experiencing the honeymoon period that should have been ours two years ago. We again feel like newlyweds — but newlyweds who have gotten an education. — Vera Taz

Vera Taz is the pseudonym of a former trailing spouse and research fellow who is not sorry to be going on the job market again this year.

“Two Careers, One Offer”

03.01.2007
Two Careers, One Offer, The Chronicle of Higher Education

The truly frightening thing about turning down a tenure-track job offer is that little bit of nagging doubt over whether you will ever get another. I don’t care how great your research is or how much self-confidence you have miraculously managed to build during graduate school, turning down an offer is rough.

And it’s even harder when it is an offer that should have been accepted.

Last month my husband, a Ph.D. in engineering, turned down his dream job. It was an assistant professorship at a top university. He would have had fantastic colleagues, the chance to participate in a new research center, and great university support, all in a city we liked.

The university had it all — for an engineer.

But as I mentioned in my first column, I am not an engineer, I’m a Ph.D. in the geological sciences. When “Tom” first applied for his dream job, we both realized it wouldn’t be a great fit for me, but we figured it was a good-enough opportunity for him that we would cross that bridge later.

I didn’t fully appreciate the lack of fit until the offer came and I took a closer look at the university’s Web site for any sign of environmental scientists there and found none. Nearby colleges were all teaching focused, so scientists with research or even interests similar to mine were nowhere to be found.

The closest departmental home for me at the university would have been engineering. And let me just say, I am not an engineer. I leave math to people who know better. I am much more talented at breaking things than building them.

At that point, I would have expected the chairman of the search committee to take one look at my CV and run screaming, or ignore me like a piece of furniture that could be easily moved and then stored in a dark corner out of trouble. (That’s what happened to me in last year’s search — he got an offer and I got complete radio silence).

Instead, in a surprise move, the chairman not only welcomed my existence, but before we could say “bad fit,” he had us on a plane returning for a visit.

Before we left, my postdoc adviser, with my best interests in mind, suggested I go to my own university’s engineering school to practice “talking to engineers.” It was clear that he considers engineers some sort of mildly fascinating alien species.

And when I arrived for the visit, and began a full day of interviewing with just about anyone who would talk to me, it was also clear that they viewed me in the same light.

The day of my visit I met more department heads than I would have guessed could exist at the university. I met with anyone who had ever done anything “environmental,” even those for whom “environment” meant urban planning. The search committee recruiting my husband even considered setting up a meeting between me and the head of the history department, which shows you the level of effort (or maybe desperation) involved.

Of course, the committee tried to find a spot for me in engineering, too. Unfortunately, environmental engineers and environmental scientists share little more than the word.

At the ends of the many meetings, the department heads all said the same thing: They just didn’t see a place for me in their fold.

So while I enjoyed the chance to explain my research to very diverse audiences, I came away feeling exactly how I feared I would: like Cinderella trying on some oversized army boot. Or maybe the university was the glass slipper and I was the evil, big-footed stepsister.

In the end, the university could offer me little more than an office and an affiliation. It also offered a year’s salary and assurances that it would work hard to keep helping me.

But I would be missing colleagues and start-up money, not to mention any hope of getting a tenure-track job there. And how would I manage to find students willing to work on earth science but get a degree in engineering? Taking the job would have crippled my research and left me scrambling frantically to write grants with little institutional interest. I didn’t want a soft-money position that would hang me out to dry. It just wasn’t enough.

You are probably wondering why we didn’t just accept the position, suck it up, and do the long-distance commute. Well, we’ve already spent a year and a half on opposite coasts while I finished my Ph.D. and he started a postdoc, and that experience just about killed me. So until we really feel as if all of our academic possibilities are exhausted, that option isn’t on the table.

Rationally I know that turning down the entire deal was right for us. My husband knows it, too. If anything, his standards of what would be an acceptable position for me are probably higher than mine.

But, emotionally, I am heartbroken because I know how happy and successful he could have been there. And I keep asking myself: Do I have the right to stand in the way of my husband’s career?

I’ve been involved long enough with women in science organizations to know that in dual-career couples, more often than not, it’s the woman’s career that takes the back seat. Women are more likely to give up research to focus on education and outreach, or to leave academe altogether for alternative careers.

I think I understand why that happens. This was one of those crossroads where I could have done it. I could have survived in that soft-money position so that my husband could flourish. And if he had said anything short of “this isn’t good enough for you,” we would probably be there now. I am lucky to have a partner so dedicated to my best interests and, I wonder, if the roles had been reversed, whether I could have walked away from a great offer.

What was really encouraging about the experience is how hard the department tried. Even with the poor fit blatantly obvious, the members of the search committee were still convinced that, given some time, they could make it work.

I appreciated that because we can’t solve this two-body problem by ourselves. It takes people at a university willing to work with us and push for a solution. It takes acknowledgement and acceptance of the idea that academics often come in pairs. The folks at the university did that, and their drive and enthusiasm will go far to make academic life easier.

I think the main things that stopped us from being willing to settle were confidence and optimism — confidence that we are good enough as individual scholars to land positions we want and optimism that those positions might exist at the same university.

I am not sure what will happen to that optimism once the end of our postdoc support is in sight. At that point, maybe, desperation will force one of us to take a back seat in our dual search. For now though, we continue on with the assumption that somewhere out there, dream jobs are waiting for both of us.

Rebecca Manderlay is the pseudonym of a new Ph.D. in geological sciences who is working as a research associate at an Ivy League research university. — Rebecca Manderlay

“I’m Your Millstone” from the Chronicle of Higher Education

04.22.2008
“I’m Your Millstone”, The Chronicle of Higher Education

A dean I know is a staunch advocate of reform in how universities treat spousal hires, especially for senior positions. Her own experience convinced her that academe is far too inflexible about dual-career hires and that, as a result, many institutions inadvertently work against their own best interests.

Before assuming her current position, she had been named a finalist for a deanship at another institution. She had been especially excited about the job because the university was fairly prestigious and sponsored one of the nation’s premier doctoral programs in her field. A prominent scholar, she would have brought additional prestige to an already first-rate program.

Her campus interview had gone exceedingly well, and all indications were that she would be offered the position. To her surprise and chagrin, the head of the search committee called one Saturday afternoon to say that, despite her successful campus visit, she would not receive an offer. She didn’t get the nod, the committee chair intimated, because the university would have had to bear the added expense of hiring her spouse — a noted scholar in his own right.

The couple was understandably disappointed. She told me that over dinner that same evening her husband had said ruefully, “I’m very sorry, dear, but I’m afraid I’ve become your millstone.”

The irony is that the dean’s husband was not truly a “trailing” spouse if by that term we mean an unequal partner — someone who, in the worst-case scenarios, is being dragged along like a dead weight. Indeed, he would have been every bit as much of a catch for the institution as the dean. It would have been a rare win-win situation.

Unfortunately for all concerned, the powers-that-be did not recognize the opportunity.

All too often we as administrators fail to make the important distinction between partners who most likely would not have been hired under normal circumstances and, thus, could be a burden on an institution, and those who would be an attractive hire under any circumstances. One is a “trailing” spouse in need of “an accommodation”; the other, for lack of a more elegant phrase, is an integral part of a recruitment package.

An institution takes on a trailing spouse (or partner) with a sense of obligation — as part of the price it has to pay for the individual it really wants. And sometimes it does so with resentment. In contrast, a university takes on (or should) a package of two high-performing professionals with enthusiasm and pride.

That is precisely the kind of language that higher-education publications tend to use in reporting on an institution’s “great coup” in attracting a “dynamic duo” from a rival institution. One department is said to have “snatched” two stars from the other, or to have “lured” the couple away. The recipient institution gets credit for wise strategic recruitment while the other is implicitly blamed for its failure to retain the couple.

Clearly, hiring the superstar partner of a superstar is substantially different from negotiating a job offer for someone who could legitimately be called a trailing spouse. The key distinction that should always be at the forefront of such decisions is whether hiring someone’s partner genuinely enhances and contributes to the department and its programs in appreciable ways.

Perhaps some departments fall into the trap of automatically classifying all spousal hires as undesirable, out of fear of ending up with an unacceptable or mediocre colleague. We all know of situations in which a university official exerted pressure on a department to accept a spouse or partner that the department felt was not a good fit. No department likes to feel that a colleague was foisted on it, and such situations have left a bad taste in the mouth of many a faculty member regarding spousal hires.

It would be a real mistake, however, to assume that just because some dual-career hires have gone bad (usually because of a lack of faculty participation in the process), all such hires are to be avoided. In effect, some departments have allowed the legitimate concern about undue pressure to blind them to the obvious benefits that could accrue to a department that actively sets out to recruit a high-achieving couple.

That is the case with the dean and her so-called millstone husband: Both are popular and well-respected members of their current institution. Some of the best hires I have made over the years have been dual-career couples who ended up contributing substantially to a department’s culture and prestige. In fact, in a few cases, colleagues have commented that the partner was “even more of a catch” or “even more impressive” than the principal hire.

Of course, the effort to appoint a partner needs to be handled with deftness and sensitivity. Above all, the process needs to be open and transparent. While the search may not be as elaborate as a traditional one, the affected department must be afforded the opportunity to vet the candidate’s credentials thoroughly.

The department should also have the opportunity to invite the candidate to a campus visit, although in some cases, the candidate may be so well-known that a department will dispense with that ritual. The advantage of a visit is that it helps both the new recruit and the department feel that the process has integrity and legitimacy. The principal objection to the good-old-boy scenario of an administrator pressuring a department to accept a partner is that its faculty members feel voiceless, that their input was neither solicited nor desired.

In determining the trailing spouse’s starting salary, the administrator who makes the offer should be cognizant of salary compression and inversion issues with existing faculty members in the department. Many academics are suspicious of the whole notion of spousal hiring in general, so there is no need to add to the tensions by introducing inequities from the start.

Finally, once the partner joins the faculty, the department must treat him or her as a full member of the departmental community, not as an interloper. Some departments have made the serious mistake of treating a spouse or partner not as a fellow colleague but as the “chair’s wife” or the “dean’s partner” or the institution’s “first lady.” If recruiting a dynamic package of two high-performing professionals is going to work, then both partners must be accepted as individuals.

My point is that the real millstone is not someone’s partner; it is the debilitating fear that a spousal hire will necessarily disadvantage the department. My experience is that it usually is the reverse: A carefully vetted spousal hire can add immeasurably to a department and an institution. — Gary A. Olson

Atlas Corporate Relocation Survey – 2009

PhD Move is a valuable asset in recruiting PhD or high-level professionals to the Capital Region.  Additional incentives, like PhD Move, can help to bring these professionals to local organizations.

“For the vast majority of firms (8 out of 10 or more), regardless
of size, additional incentives proved “almost always” or
“frequently” successful in convincing an employee to relocate.”

To see the entire survey click here:   Atlas Corporate Relocation Survey

Dual-Career Academic Couples: Executive Summary (August 2008)

Dual-career issues are increasingly important in higher education today. Over 70 percent of faculty are in dual-career relationships; more than a third are partnered with another academic. This trend is particularly strong among women scientists and assistant professors. As the number of women receiving Ph.D.s continues to rise, U.S. universities will see an increasing number of high quality candidates for faculty positions partnered with another academic. This presents universities with a challenge, but also a great opportunity to diversify their faculty.

Read the full Executive Summary (pdf) from The Michelle R. Clayman Institute for Gender Research at Stanford University.

Dual Career Couples

Finding one good job is hard enough. Finding two takes hard work, patience, compromise and a bit of luck.

The challenges facing dual-career couples, particularly those aiming for academic positions, are great. While belt-tightening at universities is making extra money for spousal appointments hard to find, dual careers have become both a personal goal and an economic necessity for many couples, particularly in high-cost regions such as New York, Boston or the San Francisco Bay Area.

But there is hope. With hard work, good luck, clear goals, patience and a willingness to compromise, success is possible, say psychologists who have made their own dual-career relationships work. And although the academic job market remains intensely competitive, institutions of higher education are increasingly recognizing that providing support for employees in dual-career relationships–who now comprise about 80 percent of the faculty at American universities–can help them meet their own recruitment goals.

To read the whole article go to gradPSYCH.

Cooperative effort to recruit, keep professionals in the region

Check out the post about Tech Valley Connect in “The Buzz: Business News”  blog from the Times Union.

A Missing Ingredient: Diversity

From “A missing ingredient: diversity” article in the Times Union on Sunday, January 10, 2010:

Capital Region employment recruiters, especially those involved with internationl applicants, said the area’s lack of diversity is something they have to overcome.

“If you land somewhere where there’s nobody who is like you, it can be very isolating — and people don’t stay,” said Angela Doyle McNerney, director of the consortium of employers known as Tech Valley Connect, which helps workers relocate to the Capital Region.

Read more at Times Union

Helping New Workers Fit Right In

Tech Valley Connect article in the Times Union

Consortium assists employees, spouses and partners adjust to the area. 

Participating organizations make a commitment to meet with the spouses or partners of the recruited person, letting them know about suitable opportunities locally and introducing them to others in their field.

Read the complete article in the Times Union.