Someone recently told me that academia has become a “meat-eating flower”. The image still haunts me. On the surface, the university is like a garden in bloom, a place of wisdom and truth. Beautiful yes, but beneath that lies a predator. It’s a ”flower” that consumes the life force and mental health of anyone who does not yet have a permanent position. As long as you are not a professor, you are not the gardener but the prey. And even when you are…
