Instead of going to class and turning in my homework, I went to bed. I'm fucking done for the week, dude. Edit: "Fourier transform the Coulomb potential into 6D k-space and back again." It's not even hard! It's just fucking follow math rules, Wo0o0OO0o0, wow, that's teaching people how to think! Let's pretend everyone's a calculator! Go get fucked. How can anyone wonder why there's a lack of creativity among scientists when we're basically jamming fist fulls of punchcards down their throats since they said "ma-ma". No one's well-rounded anymore. The expertise required to achieve any coveted status in a globalized world of 8 billion stamps out generalists.I'm getting swamped with projects that require some independent research.
It's a kinetic plasma theory course. We're taking a two or one-fluid plasma phase space distribution function into fourier space for dispersion relations, and laplace transforms to get into Fokker-Planck diffusion treatments. It's more than a little cool, it's just not the sort of thing you only have 10 hours to budget for every other week because you're spending most of your time teasing out electron motions near the diffusion region of magnetic reconnection. Every class here starts like "OK, so when we subtract two vectors..." and then two months later it's "...arriving, of course, at the Christoffel symbols, a rank X tensor containing the coefficients of fictitious forces arising form coordinate transformations". My academic situation is rapidly deteriorating, yes. Someday maybe you'll read about it in a book! ...written by my future child for a fourth grade literature project. Thanks for listening by the way. I've not truly been myself for months, now. I'm leaving this place soon, American universities are becoming a generally toxic environment. I think there are 3 to 4 "administrators" for each professor, and we're still wondering where the grant money is going? Trump's going to bleed them dry, if he has his way. Big brain drain over the next few years.