Well, the post-defense high was nice while it lasted.
I submitted my final research paper to a suitable journal about a month ago. Last week, they sent me back the referee report, i.e., the comments from the anonymous reviewer. I got what people in other fields call a “revise and resubmit”: they tell me what I need to fix, and then I return it to the journal for further review. Very standard for this journal. What’s not standard is that the reviewer—if you’ll pardon my language—was an asshole.
I don’t mean that he was critical, because reviewers are always critical, and it sucks and you feel bad and then you make the revisions and the paper is probably better for it in the end. And I don’t mean that he didn’t read carefully or was oddly picky about some little thing, because that happens all the time too and you roll your eyes and grumble about it and move on.
No, I mean that he was actively nasty. The whole review is full of snide, condescending commentary. It borders on direct insults in places. I’m not going to go back into it and try to find shareable excerpts right now, so you’re going to have to take my word for it, but this isn’t my first experience with peer review, and this one is different.
I’ll be honest: this has really knocked me back mentally. With the passage of a few days, my response has settled from the initial “BURN IT ALL DOWN” to a slightly calmer “ugh, I really don’t want to deal with this.” I’ve been able to reread the review and make a list of actionable items. But I’m still, more than anything, really angry.
I’m angry that being a straight-up asshole is allowed. (Yes, such people are everywhere, alas, and life is not fair. Doesn’t make it less frustrating.) I’m angry that I’ll have to take the high road and write a response that at least kind of sounds polite, when what I really want to do is yell at him to fuck off. I’m angry that this paper is going to take so much longer than I’d (perhaps naïvely) hoped. I’m angry that I’ll have to deal with this guy again in the next round of review, because he’ll undoubtedly come up with new jibes regardless of how thoroughly and professionally we answer in this round.
In addition to all that, I’m angry about the culture (both inside and outside of academia) that tells me to suck it up and deal with it. Be strong. Don’t let the bullies get under your skin. Don’t let the bullies win.
Screw that. Sometimes the bullies really are just assholes, and pretending otherwise doesn’t take away their power.
On the plus(?) side, I’ve had a lot of conflicting feelings in recent months about whether leaving academia is the right decision, and I think those feelings are sorted now. I do not love science enough to put up with this kind of shit.