From Rachel Toor
If there’s a third rail for presidents, it’s talking honestly about shared governance. Until I started hearing things in the Vegas that is this newsletter, I had no idea what they actually deal with and how little they can say publicly about the dysfunction they navigate daily. That’s why The Sandbox exists: so leaders can be honest without risking their jobs or getting (meaningless but annoying) no-confidence votes.
As I wrote in my IHE column this week, I received no training as a member of the Faculty Senate and learned by (bad) example. Thus was born, I am ashamed to say, a member of the Angry Eight. No one ever explained what exactly “shared governance” is, what was the scope, or why it mattered. Like any new kid on the playground, I just did what I thought was expected in order to fit in.
Sitting in on a cabinet meeting at another campus, I heard a president say that you need a watering can and a pair of stiletto heels to deal with faculty. Some, those who can grow and bloom, just need a bit of moisture. Others, the weeds, you have to stomp out before they strangle the flowers. A VP responded by saying that the weeds rarely think they’re weeds. Ah, the banality of egos.
Shared governance is messy and contextual and sometimes beautiful and sometimes a freaking disaster. Below, we offer some presidential takes.