Happy New Year!
And just to let you know: I shall refrain from posting an end of year round-up.
I will however, make some predictions for this time next year – in case I am doing a round-up post then.
– We will all be a year older (On the other hand, considering the alternatives….)
– I will still feel knackered
– Mrs Dr Aust will still feel three times as knackered (or more)
– The kids will still be engaged in their ongoing competition for attention / psychological guerilla war / life-or-death struggle for access to their mothers’ lap
– Junior Aust will have lost interest in Harry Potter and will instead be telling me the plot of some other complicated book.
– The house will still be a tip.
– UK Universities willl still be under financial pressure
– The NHS will still be the subject of endless daft reforms.
– I will still be pondering whether it is time to jack in blogging.
– Mrs Dr Aust will still be mystified as to why I bother blogging at all.
– The Homeopaths will still be talking utter transcendental raving nonsense.
[a classic recent example is here, which I think should really have the same title as the present post, given the author’s utter imperviousness to reason and reality]
– So will the rest of the Alternative Medicine Fraternity (be talking nonsense, that is).
– They will still have the enthusiastic support of Prince Charles, and of various medical grandees who suffer from “knight starvation”, or who crave HRH’s patronage
– They will still get lots of laughably credulous media coverage, especially in the People’s Medical Journal
Now, I would usually add to this list
“- I will still be pondering my next series of lectures”
But given what is happening in the Universities, and what is likely to happen this coming year, I’m not at all so sure about that as I would have been even a year ago. One of my best friends and scientific colleagues, who does his own experiments and busily cranks out three papers a year, is taking voluntary early retirement next year.
He is 59.
Several other scientists I know in their mid to late 50s at other Universities have also bailed out. Most of them still had active research programmes and laboratories. One, I hear, has taken a part-time job as a lab technician. Another is teaching physiology in a medical school in Trinidad. Another is writing a book about fishing and working as a fishing guide.
Where that leaves those of us still aboard the Titanic, I mean “in the Universities”, is anyone’s guess.
I guess we will see.
Anyway, in the meantime, and ignoring the dark clouds on the horizon, I thought I should follow the always-excellent Dr Grumble and declare:
Und ein fröhliches neues Jahr!