Crack In Glass

My doctorate looks at me every day, in my law office. There is a crack that runs through the glass. Says many things. Occasional glass of life. The crack that does not shatter. Frame one’s own meaning out of damage. And so on, with high drama or low.

Obtained the doctorate in 1993. Feeling mixed about much at the time. Went to the Zellers (Woolco?) in downtown Kitchener. Picked out a frame with a picture of a cow in it. Put the doctorate in the frame, over the cow picture. Ended up slightly off-centre. Hung it in my office at Wilfrid Laurier University.

It fell down a couple of days later; cracked glass. Put it back up, and have left it that way, ever since, wherever I have been.

Says this is a most important academic accomplishment (not necessarily the most important, when reflecting on law degree), but also seriously flawed, particularly as to outcomes.

The Appointment now hangs beside it, all pristine. Doctoral studies relating to the Appointment, in terms of appreciating research into regulatory processes and the doctoral conclusions relating to same. Siblings, of sorts.

Partner says she will get new frame for doctorate, having picked out Appointment frame.

No; doctorate says what it needs to say, already.

Still Off-Centre

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3 Responses to Crack In Glass

  1. On September 22, 2012, a friend commented as follows (e-mail correspondence reproduced with permission and preferred identification):

    Just read “Crack in Glass”. I read it while I was reorganizing piles of documents that I have since I started studying in Canada in 2008. I was 17, back then. The funny thing is that, at the beggining of every semester, Hijri year, Gregorian year, and at my birthdays, I always write some goals that I want to accomplish in the next period. Some are long term and some are short term. I have listened to many lectures about time management and goal setting, yet I do not see anything but writing the same every time, with very little accomplishment. Most of the goals are to excel in doing the daily matters that I am currently doing, while maintaining a balance between the things that I am building for this life, and the things that I am building for the hereafter.

    Then I thought about it. I guess that a person is in a continuous struggle with his desires, and has to continuously look back and sense if he/she is in the right direction. I am happy to have the same direction every time, but unhappy about the amount of accomplishment. A person plans things, and end up doing very different things, sometimes. Eventually, I always realize that Allah chooses the best for me.

  2. On September 23, 2012, Neil Remington Abramson commented as follows (e-mail correspondence reproduced with permission):

    I wonder if you are really an academic, or more of a practitioner type? The LL.B. and professional accounting designations suggest the latter. Too practical; not theoretical (irrelevant?) enough. Maybe the crack is in the eye of the academic beholder, and the glass merely mirrors it. That is often true for me, especially when merit is being dispensed.

  3. On September 25, 2012, Neil Remington Abramson commented further, as follows (e-mail correspondence reproduced with permission):

    I suppose if I were a really fancy thinker like Derrida, I could make something of whether the crack pointed left to right or right to left; or from up to down; or represented only a single corner – and then write a while book on what that symbolized. Luckily, I am not Derrida, and he is dead.

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