So miracles do happen, and here I am again settling into an 8 to 5 routine after a six-year hiatus. Overall it is the best possible outcome for my professional career that I could have imagined--working in the same institution as Kirk and enjoying all the benefits and perks. I hope for the next 10 years at least to make some contribution to fulfilling the mission of our office to Indiana University.
I had originally intended to publish this post on last Tuesday eve to coincide with the anticipated celebration of our first female president-elect. We all know how that turned out, and how our confidence and the 99% assurance from certain quarters was dashed to pieces. It was the Brexit vote all over again. How could the polls and professional commentators have got it so wrong?! How could the ideological and regional divisions of the country have got to be so deep and unbridgeable?! Though it seems that the result of this election will be the reality we live in for the next four years, I don't think I will be able to reconcile myself to it, at least for now. I am not even able to bring myself to utter the name--the repugnance I feel is too great.
I know I am not alone in feeling this way. I was surprised by a visit to my cubicle last Thursday by an Assistant V.P. of our unit, who came to assure me of IU's commitment to diversity and who told me with teary eyes that this was not the country she thought it was.