Long story, but the gist is that my dissertation committee, revolving door with members leaving The University of the Usual for other jobs, met with me yesterday for my proposal defense, and one of the people there forgot (as did my director) that she had recused herself after comps (not a scholar in my field, really), so one of my REAL committee member was not invited to the defense. I teach and serve on committees aplenty; I get that stuff happens. However, this particular "oops" led to a deep confusion, of course, and also to a proposal defense that became dominated by the person who wasn't sure why she was there. Okay, so here's where the culture of my first higher-education experiences comes into play. I am a somewhat non-traditional student -- age, years teaching, and life experience. The makings of this student are for another post, but the outcome of my proposal defense (which is going to be okay; ABD on its way with a few changes to the research topic abstract) is deeply connected to how I was "brought up" in academia. I was taught not to question, and continuing not to do so is my bad. I assumed (add cliché here) that the change in my committee was a political move I should not question and that two PhD-bearing, experienced professors would not make a mistake so BIG. Always challenge something "hinky" is what I learned. The climate and culture of graduate studies has changed since my first era in college, and I have to adapt. I teach at a community college and am delighted to do so. My students are for the most part bright and respectful. Nonetheless, if I make a mistake with a due date or any manner of class business, they will point it out to me. I am glad that they do. I have a great deal to learn from them.