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*screams*
Last year when I wrote my thesis and did my bachelor's, i was so anxious i was ill for almost a year. The very next day when everything was over, all my symptoms disappeared. I hate it here.
I woke up in the middle of the night like I HAVE AN IDEA FOR A MEME and I couldn't go to sleep until I promised myself that I would make it in the morning. Behold, my subconscious masterpiece:
Modern J + H au where Jekyll is this incredibly wholesome old man on YouTube and he explains science and never swears and is kinda like Mrs Doubtfire and parents + teachers love him and Hyde is this twitch streamer who’s been banned 5 times and swears like a sailor and is incredibly problematic and everyone assumes he’s like 17, plot kicks off when someone finds out both accounts have the same recovery email
((Stolen from a discord message by
@/mushr00m_collective
people who don’t have boops on, I respect your peace but also picture me standing outside your blog scratching the door like a cat wanting to be let in
Reblog if you are ASEXUAL, SUPPORT ASEXUALS, or really really want to WEAR A REALLY FANCY BLACK CAPE
Story time:
In middle school biology, we did an experiment. We were given yams, which we would sprout in cups of water. We then had to make hypotheses about how the yams would grow, based on descriptions of yam plants in our books, and make notes of our observations as they grew.
Here’s what was supposed to happen: we were supposed to see that the actual growth of the plant did not resemble our hypotheses. We were then supposed to figure out that these were, in fact, sweet potatoes.
What actually happened was that every single student in every single class lied in their notes so that their observations perfectly matched their hypotheses. See, everyone assumed the mismatch meant they had done something wrong in the process of growing the plant or that they had misunderstood the dichotomous key or the plant identification terminology. And, thanks to the wonders of a public school education, everyone assumed the wrong results would get us a failing grade. We were trying to pass. We didn’t want to get bitched out by the teacher. Curiosity, learning, science - that had nothing to do with why we were sitting in that classroom. So we all lied.
The teacher was furious. She tried to fail every student, but the administration stepped in and told her she wasn’t allowed to because a 100% fail rate is recognized as a failure of the teacher, not the class. It wasn’t even her fault, really, though her being a notorious hard-ass didn’t help. It was a failure of the entire educational system.
So whenever I see crap like Elizabeth Holmes’s blood test scam or pharmaceutical trials which are unable to be replicated or industry-funded research that reaches wildly unscientific conclusions, I just remember those fucking sweet potatoes. I remember that curiosity dies when people are just trying to give their superiors the “right” answers, so they can get the grade, get the job, get the paycheck. It’s not about truth when it’s about paying rent. There’s no scientific integrity if you can’t control for human desperation.
