A Stupid Student
It must be silly that a student sits hours a week in a classroom, understanding nothing, yet keeps coming
It may sound weird to say those mathematic formulas crawling all over the blackboard are pretty, but
there is a sheer pleasure in watching the professor, effortlessly (almost casually) work them out from his head (the same as reading Henry Miller's words, or listening to Wayne Shorter's music notes)
Those nicely shaped curves Those elegantly derived solutions (of course, with lots of assumptions) I know they have little to do with messy economies, but can't help admiring the beauty
And those games, with two persons each trying to win the other what if I do this, what if he does that Equilibrium is achieved by pure reasoning There can be dilemma as well, like that of prisoners I have no idea how much payoff people would place on love, hate or forgiveness, but just marvel at Nash's genius
There are also those abstract agent-based models growing artificial societies, and the kind I am not sure how well they explain the complexity of complex systems I have loved them, and still love them simply for that cleverness
Guess I can tell nothing about me, but a helplessly stupid student |
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