The Motherland.

My uncle is trying to hook me up with a job in the motherland. I have made it clear to him that I wish to do research in specific areas of the economy. He replies back to me suggesting that I take on a teaching position at a "top ranked school" in the motherland. If I were a boy would he have suggested something different?

Initially I was very excited about the prospect of doing research there. But slowly (perhaps too slowly) I am beginning to realize that maybe going back will be like diving into a pile of quicksand. Slowly you get sucked in until you realize you'll never be able to get out. And you're stuck. Forever.