Quote:Between 2015 and 2023, she [Sabine] was employed at the Frankfurt Institute for Advanced Studies,[citation needed]

Quote: is a private-public institution for basic theoretical research in various areas of science focusing on interdisciplinary research.

Quote:A public–private partnership (PPP, 3P, or P3) is a long-term arrangement between a government and private sector institutions.[1][2] Typically, it involves private capital financing government projects and services up-front, and then drawing revenues from taxpayers and/or users for profit over the course of the PPP contract.

Sabine Wrote:The moment you put people into big institutions, the goal shifts from knowledge discovery to money making. Here’s how this works...

I expected rational debate. But that never came. No one was interested. No one is interested.

They were interested in writing more papers. And that’s what they need all these particles and other wild ideas for.

To write papers. To get grants. To get postdocs. To write more papers. And round and round it goes.

[...] And at some point you just accept the constant moving as normal because the only people you know also do it.

It’s incredibly hostile to personal life, detrimental to mental health, and women suffer from it because our reproductive reality is that we need to start families earlier than men.

By my mid-thirties, I had somehow miraculously managed to get married and have two children.

But I couldn’t find a job anywhere near my husband. So for several years I commuted from Frankfurt to Stockholm. And yes, those cities are actually in different countries.

After 5 years of my murder commute, I just couldn’t do it anymore. I constantly felt guilty for not working more and not spending more time with my kids.

My mental health was worse than ever, I was permanently stressed out, I had several nervous breakdowns, I was constantly ill.

I decided I’d go back to Germany and not move out of country again, until the kids were out of school.

Instead, I applied for research grants on projects that lasted one two or three years and that could be located in Germany.

[...] At this point I’d figured out what you need to put into a grant proposal to get the money. And that’s what I did.

I applied for grants on research projects because it was a way to make money, not because I thought it would leave an impact in the history of science.

It’s not that what I did was somehow wrong. It was, and still is, totally state of the art.

I did what I said I’d do in the proposal, I did the calculation, I wrote the paper...

(Apr 13, 2024 09:37 PM)C C Wrote: Her employment stint with FIAS seems far too late for whatever "institute" also on Goethe University Frankfurt grounds that she was referring to with respect to the textbooks tyrant (either the 1990s or the early 2000s), while still on a university scholarship for women. She didn't fully finish her education with the university until 2004, and wasn't married until her mid-30s which would have been at the end of the 2000s or start of the 2010s (if born in 1976).

But given that Goethe University Frankfurt turf is loaded with research facilities, whichever ones she was at in the earlier period would likewise be profit oriented. She worked at public universities in Arizona and California somewhere between 2004 and 2009, so she had exposure to other academic environments than just Goethe.

And any rate, if she wanted interesting debates then she should have taken up philosophy of science or something. Or become a physicist who writes books (which in a related sense is what she finally did become: a science communicator). Those actually working in it, getting their hands dirty in a lab or a math shop (theoretical physics) and publishing papers, would be as she describes below (including herself after she finally got over the idealized expectations of youth):

I expected rational debate. But that never came. No one was interested. No one is interested.

They were interested in writing more papers. And that’s what they need all these particles and other wild ideas for.

To write papers. To get grants. To get postdocs. To write more papers. And round and round it goes.

[...] And at some point you just accept the constant moving as normal because the only people you know also do it.

It’s incredibly hostile to personal life, detrimental to mental health, and women suffer from it because our reproductive reality is that we need to start families earlier than men.

By my mid-thirties, I had somehow miraculously managed to get married and have two children.

But I couldn’t find a job anywhere near my husband. So for several years I commuted from Frankfurt to Stockholm. And yes, those cities are actually in different countries.

After 5 years of my murder commute, I just couldn’t do it anymore. I constantly felt guilty for not working more and not spending more time with my kids.

My mental health was worse than ever, I was permanently stressed out, I had several nervous breakdowns, I was constantly ill.

I decided I’d go back to Germany and not move out of country again, until the kids were out of school.

Instead, I applied for research grants on projects that lasted one two or three years and that could be located in Germany.

[...] At this point I’d figured out what you need to put into a grant proposal to get the money. And that’s what I did.

I applied for grants on research projects because it was a way to make money, not because I thought it would leave an impact in the history of science.

It’s not that what I did was somehow wrong. It was, and still is, totally state of the art.

I did what I said I’d do in the proposal, I did the calculation, I wrote the paper...

Quote:He said "Look .You get a job and you do the hours.Then you get home and start to live"