I defended the dissertation last Friday. That was an interesting experience. It was, for the most part, a very life-giving and affirming event. There were a couple moments when I felt like I was getting punched in the gut, but, I guess that’s part of the process. (think Klingon pain stick ritual)
The three members of my panel each played different roles—a sort of Trinitarian thing. They were all very affirming to begin their statements, but then each played a different nuance of the grill-the-Candidate game. I might write about their different approaches in another post.