tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post775784617985198143..comments2023-12-23T04:56:29.702-05:00Comments on Ferule & Fescue: Do mean people suck?Flaviahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17832765671541392835noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post-21024871377332364382007-03-03T00:05:00.000-05:002007-03-03T00:05:00.000-05:00So, I'm coming to this late, because I'm catching ...So, I'm coming to this late, because I'm catching up on blog reading I haven't been doing in the last couple of months, but I am ROFL at this just because I and fellow advisees of my advisor all agreed when we saw TDWP that in fact, Miranda Priestly was OUR advisor. (I think I have said before that we must have had the same advisor!)<BR/><BR/>But I think Oso Raro's points are excellent because while I haven't read the book, I have read reviews that talked about the differences between the book and the film, and I agree that there's a humanization of Miranda in the movie - in fact, I admired Miranda quite a bit and thought that on the movie's terms, I'd have completely followed Miranda and not the whiny wussy boyfriend. <BR/><BR/>That being said, I don't know that I'm attracted to difficult people in any way - I ended up with said advisor for field of expertise, NOT her personality, and I do feel kind of scarred by working with her! (And like you've said in another post, I never just e-mail her to let her know what I'm doing - it's always a carefully composed message to show me in the best light, because like your advisor, she respects success.)<BR/><BR/>Hmmm, I have lost my train of thought here entirely...sorry! ;-)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post-49596794337506508792007-02-26T19:01:00.000-05:002007-02-26T19:01:00.000-05:00Sorry for the typos. End of the day Monday and I'...Sorry for the typos. End of the day Monday and I've already had a much needed glass of wine.Pamphiliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07709191371678901051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post-67795424156264915352007-02-26T18:59:00.000-05:002007-02-26T18:59:00.000-05:00I share this sentiment with you, Flavia. I've alw...I share this sentiment with you, Flavia. I've always been drawn to powerful, intimidating, blunt women academics. They've motivated and influenced me to want to succeed in this field. It was probably a class with Martha Nussbaum as an undergrad that cemented my perverse desire to be a professor, case in point. But much as I admire them, I'll never fully become like these flinty divas who sacrifice so much of themselves for the profession, even though I wish I could. I'm just too guileless, too innocent. I'm a young soul. I'm too eager. I thought this might mellow with age, with experience, with distance and rough weather, but I'm fairly sure it won't.<BR/><BR/>I had a kind of Miranda Priestly as my dissertation director too, or maybe that was just her reputation, not the real person. Talk about sacrifice-- she's the best reader I have ever, EVER had. She is also She once said to me "You shouldn't enjoy writing so much. Writing HURTS, muse." She's critical to the point of wounding. But I wouldn't want it any other way, and she has become even more generous, colleagial and friendly with me since I've finished and landed a job. I suppose it's because she can breathe a sigh of relief: I'm accounted for. Or maybe I've just grown up.Pamphiliahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07709191371678901051noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post-80740574883784020722007-02-19T00:23:00.000-05:002007-02-19T00:23:00.000-05:00Have you ever considered that maybe you're just Sa...Have you ever considered that maybe you're just Sally Hansen Hard as Nails? Ironically enough, I just finished re-reading TDWP, and was struck by the intense differences between Miranda in the text as opposed to the glamourama that is La Streep in the film. In the text, she is completely and utterly irredeemable: a true sociopath. The filmic version defends her position a bit, humanises it maybe, and perhaps you're living the film version of some of these folks when others are living the text? After all, the old adage still holds true for most people: There are two things I hate about Her/Him: Her/His Face!Oso Rarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11345231159759787852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post-69873380375904817912007-02-18T22:45:00.000-05:002007-02-18T22:45:00.000-05:00I know what you mean about being drawn to these ki...I know what you mean about being drawn to these kinds of people too. For me it started with my b-ball coaches who were notably mean, and then it happened with various advisor figures and even colleagues (peers and not). I worked my ass off trying to impress them, but what I <I>really</I> lived for is to get to know them well enough so that I might on a rare occasion make them laugh. THAT was a challenge.dhawheehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04587885481577365329noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post-64391086715346210892007-02-18T11:50:00.000-05:002007-02-18T11:50:00.000-05:00Mmm, yes, I do know what you mean. My advisor seem...Mmm, yes, I do know what you mean. My advisor seems to belong to the school of "It's hard out there for a woman academic so I shall treat you so much worse than anything you will ever encounter in order to toughen you up for the real world." <BR/><BR/>There's also the point that many of us have to be driven and ambitious to make it in academia, and driven and ambitious people in the business world are not at all nice. (at least on the job.) Perhaps it's that you're drawn to drive and productivity rather than loving, bumbling, ineffectual incompetence. That's definitely the case for me.Sisyphushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09880634753539329199noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27054305.post-632030718887533812007-02-18T09:23:00.000-05:002007-02-18T09:23:00.000-05:00Ah, I love the title of this post. I sort of know ...Ah, I love the title of this post. <BR/><BR/>I sort of know what you mean... at least, I know I prefer being challenged than being petted... although sometimes I really do want to be petted... but I know I don't <I>really</I> want that.Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04240159816950032793noreply@blogger.com