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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