You know, I had a whole rant ready to go. Then I nixed it. It was too personal. Too directed at someone I don’t even know who has upset me time after time over the past few weeks. A fellow blogger.
Don’t worry, it’s not any of you. This blogger doesn’t read or comment here.
Here in university-land I deal with a lot of student leaders. Year after year I watch hard-working, nice students work their way up the ranks of student government. At the lower rungs, they are involved in charity work and advocacy, performing good deeds across the land for no pay and little credit. Once they reach a paid executive position, however, there is often a shift. These dedicated servants gradually become egotistical, power-drunk snots who like to give themselves inflated importance. Their behaviour is reinforced by students still working their way up the ladder who need their support and university administrators who manipulate and stroke their egos to get what they want. They get nominated for awards they don’t deserve; they get praised for hard work they haven’t done; they are given descriptors like “bright” and “innovative” as they take credit for work done by people who actually are bright and innovative. I’m not saying all student leaders follow this path (some of my favourite people in the world are former student leaders), just that it is a phenomenon that happens often.
Anyway, that story is kind of related to my original rant. It's about noticing a shift in style that is not flattering. About forgetting what got you to where you are now. I’m done now, but feeling only moderately better.