Good Old Days . . .

I was looking through some boxes and came across my old graduate school lab notebook. On the front of the notebook in large letters are the words "Everything You Know Is Wrong." At the top, "Lab Notebook" is crossed out and replaced with "Exercises in Futility." Three underlined quotes are on the cover:

Do you really think this crazy world will get better?

All our potential is wasted on trivial problems.

Fluids is a dead science.

In the inner pages, amongst to do lists, hand-drawn sketches, derivations, and occasional discussion of Poincare mappings and cross correlation, there are several pages of rants. On one page, there is simply an encircled list of quotes, which I have included below for your pleasure:

Religion is a club.
Contradiction is balance.
Civilization is only skin deep.
Guilt is not of God.
Watch more TV.
Everything is bullshit.
The worst thing you can call me is human.
The world is over.
Religion is evil.
Believe the lie.
Stealing from the thieves.
Thought is for suckers.
Science is narcissism.
Work is for fools.
We are out of control.
Human nature is constant.
Money is the cure.
Money is power.
Money controls us all.
Death is the only way out.
Leave me alone.
There is no solution.
I'm not like you.
People cannot accept change.
Stupidity reigns today.
These are the end times.
End game.
Can't you see it's over.
Can't you see we are all doomed.
Why try.
It's no use.

Outside of the list is one final quote:

Depression is a medical term for seeing what's really there. . .

To anyone reading this that is considering graduate work or expending any sort of effort in an attempt to further science, make a difference, or toil for any number of outrageously unworthy causes: Stop now. Save yourself the trouble. Get a drink. And enjoy your life, if it's not too late.