A life made, or half-made, under conditions of academic precarity is often a paranoid, anxious, stupefying life - stupefying in part because, in some sense, you chose it. As any director of graduate studies will remind you, no one forced you to go to graduate school. You went because you thought, like Strong's narrator, that books were the answer to life's problems. Or maybe because, like Dorothy, you thought you might become the kind of "scholar who taught in at a top-tier research university and wrote books for the general reader that would be reviewed in the daily paper." For whatever reason, you chose a less remunerative (and possibly less evil) path than your peers who went into management consulting or tech. What you did not choose, at least not knowingly, was a life of permanent gig work and near-poverty wages.
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