Upton
Sinclair famously declared that "It is difficult to get a man to
understand something when his salary depends upon his not
understanding it."
Similarly, it can be difficult to get scientists-in-training to use
common sense when they perceive that their future in science demands
that they don't use it. For example: if every professor has, let's
say, about ten "trainees", and all of them have the same goal of
becoming professors themselves, common sense dictates that only a
small portion of them will succeed (let's say, about one in ten).
Yet the "trainees"
continue soldiering on, in pursuit of a goal that most of them
will not achieve. So why do we do it? How does one become addicted
to the particular brand of kool-aid that is today's science training,
and why does one continue drinking it, sometimes for decades?
Step 1: Begin kool-aid diet
Ten years ago, as an undergrad, I first stepped into the world of
academic research by joining a lab. Funding, grants, CV's, etc. were
the last things on my mind-- I just wanted to pursue my project, which
I was enjoying tremendously. I was surrounded by impressive older
people like grad students, postdocs, and professors. Though they were
doing interesting work, from many of them I could sense an
undercurrent of dissatisfaction. Even in my young state, I understood
the gist of it: their careers were stalling while their peers who had
gone into other fields were making twice the income and having better
opportunities for advancement. Yet even though I understood
these things, I said to myself, "OK, so they have some concerns. But
isn't it worth it? They get to spend their time reading and writing
these interesting papers, talking to these interesting people,
thinking about these interesting problems. Is it really such a big
deal that they have less money and fewer job opportunities?" This is
the very essence of the kool-aid. I had become an imbiber to the
core.
Step 2: Become immersed in kool-aid
By the middle of graduate school, the idea that my future as a
scientist was so important that it was worth any trade-off had become
so ingrained that I no longer had to reflect on it. It was simply the
lens through which I saw everything that happened. Once, it seemed I
might miss out on one month of pay (while making <$20,000/year) when I
went on a fellowship after being a TA. My advisor's response to this
was, "Well, you're still eating, right?" At the time, I thought he
had a point.
Step 3: Rediscover the idea of a kool-aid-free life.
A year before I finished graduate school, I was on the all-night shift
at a national laboratory, finishing up those last experiments I needed
for my dissertation. One other grad student, even nearer to
finishing, was there with me. At about 3 a.m., we had the following
conversation. "I used to want to be a professor, but not any more,"
he said. "They dangle the possibility of it in front of you at the
start, but most of us will never make it. There are better
opportunities in life." He then turned back to studying for his exam
in business administration. In a few months he would be leaving the
university with an MBA in addition to his PhD, and he seemed more
excited about the former. "How interesting," I thought to myself;
"this man appears to have stopped drinking the kool-aid. He has
weighed his options and decided that a career in academic science no
longer offers him the best deal. And his logic makes perfect sense.
Not only has he thought it over, he has taken concrete steps to build
a career outside of traditional science. Maybe I could do that too."
That was five years ago. Remembering those vaguely dissatisfied
colleagues from my earliest days in research, I was beginning to
question the kool-aid. Yet I was still an imbiber: over the next few
years, despite growing dissatisfaction with science "training", I did
very little beyond take the next steps in the standard pipeline. I
was still hanging on to the idea that I was going to "make it", that
if I just continued to be smart and hard-working the system would
reward me.
Step 4: Wean yourself off of kool-aid.
Even after becoming able to see the downside of the kool-aid, it can
take a while to wean yourself off of it. Are you truly weaned?
Here's a simple test. Repeat these three phrases to yourself, at
least ten times: "I will never get tenure." "I will never have another
first-authored publication." "I will never have my own lab." Now how
do you feel? If you've said these things and you feel calm and at
peace with the world, then congratulations, you've successfully weaned
yourself off the kool-aid. If you find yourself thinking, "but wait,
no... I'm smart... I could still get a PNAS paper..." then you are
not weaned yet.
You will continue to ignore any avenue leading away from being a famous
scientist, even when common sense suggests that you do otherwise.