My pronoun is Dr. I also identify as Black.

After the stellar example set by Claudine Gay, and Harvard, I’ve realized I was going about this education thing all wrong. I actually thought I had to go to class and do the work!

Silly me!

All you have to do is get a scholarship then plagiarize the hell out of people who actually did the work! Oh, I suppose you need to spout some Marxist Crap and whine about how oppressed you are as a member of a “Minority” and play the victim really well.

Who knew you only had to write ten academic papers for publication in your entire career? Oh that those ten papers can have at least 50 examples of plagiarism.

I’ve decided that I’m not going to bother with paying an obscene amount of money to listen to Socialist/Marxist/Victim/Racists, indoctrinate me.

I’m just going to claim I went to Harvard and completed my Phd in Physics. I’m fairly sure the level of education I’ve obtained reading actual books and watching YouTube conspiracy videos is sufficient to meet Harvard’s requirements.

Hell, I’ll submit this Blog as evidence that I’ve written and published material.

But my Crowning achievement is my New Book. A Brief History of Time, The book is actually written by Stephen Hawking, but by Harvard and Claudine Gay’s rules… WHO CARES!

After years and years of dedicated fucking around… I’m a Physicist!!!

No, you can’t accuse me of stealing anything, I identify as a Black woman. No, you can’t ask questions!

Now, who do I see about collecting my 800 thousand dollar per year paycheck???

For Fucks Sake! 

How did academia come to this low point? 

Plato, Socrates, Newton, Archimedes, Hawking, Darwin, and all the rest of the great thinkers from our history are either weeping for the future, or have decided to just go get drunk off their asses and watch humanity devolve into what?

Gender confused sheep who can’t command fire? Well at least at that point we can look forward to humanity’s relatively swift extinction and some other sentient species evolving.

Many Years from Now, in an Afterlife Nightclub™.

“Hey guys, can I join you at the bar? Oh, Sorry Stephen… err Doctor Hawking, I was making a point, not trying to claim your work as my own. Given that you had a sense of humor I figured I could get away with it. Can I buy you a beer? Is anyone taking bets on how long Humanity lasts?”

Happy New Year

I hope everyone isn’t too hung over.

All is quiet here and aside from a pup who’s a bit under the weather. You know the pu pis sick when you wake up in the middle of the night and can hear their tummy making all kinds of weird sounds.

He was dozing, but when I asked him if he needed to go out, he was instantly up and heading to the door.

He’s been out 6 times since 3am. I appears whatever it was seems to have passed. He’s sound asleep on the couch now. 

I plan on spending a nice quiet day and perhaps napping through the afternoon.

Now that we have some sunshine, I may take him for a walk earlier than usual just to get that out of the way.

When he’s sick, I don’t get much sleep. I lay awake worrying over him and trying to cuddle him so he’s comfortable.

I’ve at least been a little productive today. I’ve managed to start collecting the documents for tax season. The plan is, once I get the various 1099 forms and other statements at the end of Jan, All that crap is going to the accountant and the IRS will be out of my hair for another year. Fingers Crossed!