How during the course of work on doctoral studies, could I even begin to feel like a ‘made man?’

A made man is a fully initiated member of the Mafia.

Doctoral education feels like a crime syndicate at times.

Secrecy, code, hierarchy, power, initiates, dons, oops deans, sudden death…

I felt briefly like I got the goods. I would be a made man.

While considering two ‘companion’ documents, a glaring contradiction leapt out.

I believe it’s really powerful. We’ll see…

Powerful in an embarrassing way to those in authority…

Have you ever had a knowing feeling, kinda like the kid whose gonna say the emperor isn’t wearing any clothes?

On the heels of that feeling came the image of a made Mafioso. Is this the excitement of irrefutable logic? Original contribution?

Who else has felt that surge of excitement in solitary work?

Original: http://fabricationnation.wordpress.com/2013/05/27/doctoral-student-feels-like-a-made-man-in-the-mafia/
By: SheriO
Posted: May 27, 2013, 6:53 am