Double Standards in the PI Dark Art of Assholery

Jan 10 2012 Published by under Uncategorized

This first blog post of the New Year (whee!), I will be blogging on the idea that women have a special capacity for being hellion bosses. It’s been an idea rattling around and my head and I was reminded of it while I was twitter terrorizing tweeps yesterday (Which is a font of knowledge about my nutella eating habits, fyi. Talk about science? Pssssh).  Because everyone knows under the glitter, sparkles, and pink things wimminz be like, crazy, dawg.

Figure 1: You think He-Man could bring it like this? Boyfriend would be lying on the ground wondering what train hit him.

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Now I’m not arguing that asshole ladypants bosses do not exist, and that there are not women who pull the ladder up behind them, and all that shit. But I would argue in many cases there is a double standard applied to women in power that is not applied to men… the infamous rationalization that women are supposed to give a shit about your problems.

I know, I know, it hurts more when another woman deals with your childbearing, work/life balance, discrimination issues harshly, because presumably she went through the exact same thing. But guess what, to a narcissistic asshole their issues were unfair struggles they survived, and yours are an unfair inconvenience that has nothing to do with them. Sucks, but that’s how it is.  Ladyparts do not confer unto someone instinctual maternal feelings, love for their fellow man, or empathy.

If your only justification for being put out by something a female does identically to a male, is "but she’s a WOMAN, she should UNDERSTAND/BE NICER", you need to reevaluate your thought process. Quite frankly, I see this complaint a LOT when students were too lazy to do their research when selecting a PI and automatically gravitated towards any woman in sight, with the assumption she would obviously have the qualities listed above. Well, fucking surprise because part of equality is allowing a woman to be just as big of a dick as a man and not be judged more harshly for it.

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In Which the Monktress is Grumpysauce

Aug 02 2011 Published by under Uncategorized

Your favorite D-List Monktress is emerging from her central-AC cave to yell at the n00bs on her lawn. Today’s topic is about idea ownership, and how it doesn’t mean what n00bs think it means. I am really only speaking about the S&E part of STEM, there have already been kerfluffles amongst our nerdy brethren about different conventions for intellectual property and I do not want to go there. I don’t know what mathematicians do and I don’t know what field goes in ‘T’, so disclaimer: This ain’t about you, fool.

First grumble is about the eternal battle of I Came Up with This Awesome Idea and Now My PI Talks About it Like it’s Hir’s. Listen to the D-List monktress when I say you probably did not conceive and formulate the research in question all by yourself. I know, I know, you totally came up with this idea way outside your prof’s area of expertise and hir doesn’t know hir ass from hir elbow anyway, so how could they have helped you? Bullshit. Even if your PI doesn’t know shit for beans about the problem, your PI knows how to sell it. There are always exceptions, but most PI’s know how to get shit published and how to get money to get shit published. This requires a certain amount of salesmanship and political maneuvering you don’t know a thing about. Your PI knows how to paint a big picture question compelling enough so that hir colleagues will be interested in it, and furthermore so that funding agencies want to hand over the monies to see it come to fruition. Even if you come up with the solution to cold fusion, you probably do not know how to obtain institutional support and money for said project.

Figure 1: I mean, your PI clearly lies in wait outside your office just drooling for your brilliant idea fruit to ripen so he can win a Nobel Prize. Clearly

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Beware the Frumious Bandersneak!

Feb 21 2011 Published by under Uncategorized

PIs, as we all know, are denizens of the Order of Fucking with Your Peon Mind. It is an accepted factoid of lab servitude that to rise through the ranks, one’s PI must be a master of wily subterfuge. But no Elder Monk dark art is more devious than when your PI enters Sneakster Mode (S.M.). S.M. is an advanced, usually last-resort skill, for when the PI is about to lay a burden so great that even their most brainwashed of peons would rise up Give Us Free style.

What the hell is Sneakster Mode, Hermitage? This overwrought mystery is tempting me to read some srs science instead. Alt-tab ye not, because I shall elucidate forthwith! Sneakster Mode is when your PI is actually nice to you.

And I don’t mean nice as in your PI actually acknowledged your existence as you were walking down the hall. I mean nice as in treating you like a colleague, asking about your mental health, asking about your weekend. S.M. is especially distressing because usually your PI has two settings A) How much have you gotten done? and B) Go do more of it. So you know that when (s)he enters Sneakster Mode some serious shit is about to go down.

A S.M. PI should be avoided at all costs because entering said mode makes PI’s invulnerable to assholery. You cannot tell Sneakster Mode PI that (s)he is crazy, or to go smoke a bowl, or to dump that bullshit in someone else’s prairie. Because (s)he is being so jovial and polite you would feel like you’d basically be nut-punching a small child.

Figure 1: Denial can only save you so long. Because you can't spend every meeting with your PI with your fingers in your ears, you'll get earwax plugs that way

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But Hermitage, you say, my PI is always jovial and polite and totes loves hearing about my weekend. Clearly there is no S.M. involved! Not so fast, young n00b, because you and I are dinghies sailing in the wake of the same cruiser. We have the (mis?)fortune of serving those with superior lineage, where Sneakster Mode was literally bred into them to the point they are actually decent human beings who just Happen to Fuck with Your Mind Occasionally. This is some Omega-level PI shit. You are helpless against their mind-jitsu, so you can only hope your Elder Monk-in-Charge uses their gift for benevolence instead of evil.

For the rest of you serving Homo Superior Superiors, you may live unscathed by this phenomenon if you take proper evasion measures. You must employ your best Working Hard and Guilt-Trip skills and pray the S.M. buff wears off before your PI finds you. That or the coffee-machine breaks (*hint**cough*), so that they automatically enter Grumpy PI mode, breaking the spell.

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