Tell Me Something I Don't Know
or No, Seriously, Tell Me
I really shouldn't complain much when a professor in graduate school goes to great lengths to prove exceptionally easy facts. The catch to this scenario is that it rarely ever happens: there are no exceptionally easy facts in any graduate math course. Anyone who has spoken to me of grad school knows that I pull my hair out over some of the crazy things that these people do at the chalkboard (and then expect us to follow with smiles and nods).
But last week was different. Maybe the cold snap got to my analysis professor's brain. It didn't have much hair to push through, so I really believe this to be the cause of the mind-numbing stupidity that he vomited onto our impressionable young minds.
In essence, he proved 1 + 1 = 2.
At first I was stunned. What could I make of this fact? What sort of history-changing applications could I find for this incredible breakthrough? Would solving this problem at math cocktail parties have beautiful math fem-nerds from around the state winking at me over their slices of pi? Suddenly, in the person of Bill Nye, the importance of this new found knowledge hit me:
I hate grad school. But thanks, Bill.
Stay young, readers.
or No, Seriously, Tell Me
I really shouldn't complain much when a professor in graduate school goes to great lengths to prove exceptionally easy facts. The catch to this scenario is that it rarely ever happens: there are no exceptionally easy facts in any graduate math course. Anyone who has spoken to me of grad school knows that I pull my hair out over some of the crazy things that these people do at the chalkboard (and then expect us to follow with smiles and nods).
But last week was different. Maybe the cold snap got to my analysis professor's brain. It didn't have much hair to push through, so I really believe this to be the cause of the mind-numbing stupidity that he vomited onto our impressionable young minds.
In essence, he proved 1 + 1 = 2.
At first I was stunned. What could I make of this fact? What sort of history-changing applications could I find for this incredible breakthrough? Would solving this problem at math cocktail parties have beautiful math fem-nerds from around the state winking at me over their slices of pi? Suddenly, in the person of Bill Nye, the importance of this new found knowledge hit me:
I hate grad school. But thanks, Bill.
Stay young, readers.
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