Introduction to the old “Moving to Canada” blog, originally posted 20 June, 2005:
Why are we moving? Why Canada?
The simple answer is, we needed jobs. Professors are like soldiers and priests, sitting on their bags, waiting for their next billet. Less so in North America than in Germany, where you do 15 years of postgraduate training, and then cluck about in the university coop until a job opens up. Between us, we applied for about 60 jobs, were invited for 11 interviews, and received two offers, one from Queen’s University in Kingston, Ontario, and one from Louvain-la-Neuve, in Belgium. About two thirds of the jobs were in the US, but we only had three interviews. Two of these were at Yale, where they told us they found us quite interesting, but they didn’t really have jobs open, and weren’t quite sure why they had invited us. We had heard that Canadian universities often have very generous policies for supporting academic couples, a crucial point when considering how many couples we know who work hundreds or thousands of miles apart, or where one or the other has abandoned all career ambitions. Queen’s attracted our attention very early for its very generous policy, clearly stated on its website. They were as good as their word: After offering me a position as associate professor in the mathematics/statistics department, they created a special five-year position for Julia, half in math/stat, half in community health/epidemiology.
While many left-wing Americans like myself have prattled about moving to Canada as a protest against the Bush regime, or to have a field where progressive politics are not forelorn, they pretty much all stayed put in the end. We have no illusions of Canada as a progressive Shangri-La, but we are going. Sutter’s Mill pulled more pioneers out west than a dozen idealistic Horace Greeleys.