Sunday, January 30, 2011

I Came Across This...

Enclosed in this blog post is a poem that, for some reason, reminds me of the scientific community that is dominated by Darwinian thinking. Enjoy!

Their Way, by Bob Blues

I came with all my books, lived in dorms, followed directions. 
I worked, I studied hard, met lots of folks who had connections. 
I crammed, they gave me grades, and may I say not in a fair way. 
But more, much more than this, I did it their way. 
I learned all sorts of things although I know I'll never use them. The courses that I took were all required, I didn't choose them. You'll find that to survive it's best to act the doctrinaire way. And so I buckled down and did it their way.
Yes, there were times I wondered why I had to crawl when I could fly. I had my doubts, but after all, I clipped my wings, and learned to crawl. I had to bend, and in the end I did it their way.
And so, my fine young friends, now that I'm a full professor Where once I was oppressed, now I've become the cruel oppressor. With me you'll learn to cope, you'll learn to climb life's golden stairway.
What can I do? What can I do? Open your books. Read chapter two. And if it seems a bit routine, Don't come to me, go see the dean. As long as they give me my pay I'll do it their way.