Once, I asked a gay friend what it feels like if he is forced to make out with a girl.
His answer: it is like I am forced to make out with a guy.
🙂
If you are a straight guy feeling uncomfortable with gay guys making out (say 2% of all couples you see in your daily life), just imagine how uncomfortable they are with straight couples making out (98% of couples they encounter in their daily lives).
Birds of a feather flock together.
Our affiliation does reflect our own quality to some degree.
On the other hand, the prestige of institutions is becoming less important due to the internet and social media.
And really top people can transform a not-so-top institution into a top one.
Even if you are 88 years old with terminal cancer lying in the middle of the Gobi desert while being pointed at by an AK47, you can still overcome every obstacle just like we always do.
That is all you need to remember.
If you are a university professor and you boast on social networks about sending your students to other schools for higher degrees, you are essentially acknowledging that you (and your school) are not as good.
Even if under optimal physical, mental, and social status:
. It will eventually become very boring.
. One cannot participate in evolution and thus becomes inferior (barring technology like dynamic genetic splicing).
. If the universe eventually ends it will drag you down to some unknown horrible state.
Reincarnation, or some form of jumping between different intelligent species, seems much more fun.
🙂
As a game of self-motivation, I used to frame and hang rejection letters on the wall and remove them only after getting even.
Today while cleaning my office I found the very last one sitting in a corner. Looking at it feels like a guy bumping into his high school crush who rejected him years ago but now appears totally fat and ugly.
With amused satisfaction, I threw the letter away but kept the frame. Time to fill it with another motivation.
Coauthors revealed a secret in a recent paper that gave us all street credits.
:v
(It is in plain sight for anyone to see, so I won’t tell.)
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