“Nepotism and (self)overpayment of administrators are notorious in chiropractic academics.”
Brief story: I took a geography class at university and a student asked the professor (who himself was a graduate student) “how did you get the job?" The professor casually answered, “nepotism.”
It’s unfortunate, yet not surprising. For us “regular folks,” grades, exam scores, and good LORs are all we can depend on. *Shrug*
Very true. I always played by the rules... because I thought it was the right way to win but also because that is the definition of winning -- any looser can cut the track or put a rock in his glove and then declare himself the winner. Winning only becomes a possibility when one is playing fair. But obviously, the insanity I saw working under chiropractic administrators was a level of insanity that I never imagined, and they all played along with it, especially the president. I have all the emails saved, even from when I was pleading with them for some semblance of sanity and order on the campus. ...
Well at least you had a Big Chicken. When I started at Texas Chiropractic College in Pasadena Texas in 1992, all we could see were auto shops and chemical plants spewing poisons into the air.
Yikes, yeah I remember that godforsaken part of Texas driving out to Tucson from here in Pa. Part of going to Life in Marietta meant having to deal with directions that invariably ran you by the Big Chicken as a reference point. It was a mile or two north of campus.
“Nepotism and (self)overpayment of administrators are notorious in chiropractic academics.”
Brief story: I took a geography class at university and a student asked the professor (who himself was a graduate student) “how did you get the job?" The professor casually answered, “nepotism.”
It’s unfortunate, yet not surprising. For us “regular folks,” grades, exam scores, and good LORs are all we can depend on. *Shrug*
Very true. I always played by the rules... because I thought it was the right way to win but also because that is the definition of winning -- any looser can cut the track or put a rock in his glove and then declare himself the winner. Winning only becomes a possibility when one is playing fair. But obviously, the insanity I saw working under chiropractic administrators was a level of insanity that I never imagined, and they all played along with it, especially the president. I have all the emails saved, even from when I was pleading with them for some semblance of sanity and order on the campus. ...
Well said.
I wish your article wasn't so thoroughly true, but it is. I went through it down in the shadow of The Big Chicken on Route 41. Great article, Alex.
Well at least you had a Big Chicken. When I started at Texas Chiropractic College in Pasadena Texas in 1992, all we could see were auto shops and chemical plants spewing poisons into the air.
Yikes, yeah I remember that godforsaken part of Texas driving out to Tucson from here in Pa. Part of going to Life in Marietta meant having to deal with directions that invariably ran you by the Big Chicken as a reference point. It was a mile or two north of campus.
PS your take on Sid and family was spot on, unfortunately for us cash donors.
I donated a year and a half of cash to Texas chiropractic college. The place was so crazy sometimes the professors wouldn’t even show up.
Godforsaken is right for that entire region. I went to high school in Georgia.
I meant to ask your impression of the vitamin D flap lately: https://chemtrails.substack.com/p/dr-lee-merritt-is-lying-about-me?utm_source=publication-search