And then, the pieces click together...

I just finished re-reading Ted Chiang' "Story of your life", and a number of things clicked in my head. You may have picked up that I read this novel at the same time as I was working on my Ph.D. research. You may have picked up that this research was MY research topic, but I had not written yet that I did hunt for a supervisor all around the planet in order to fidn a slot where I could actually learn how to do research (the very essence of a Ph.D. is to learn how to do research independently – a goal/purpose that the current system doesn't do anymore – my guess is that the next generation of proper researchers will learn the stuff outside of the system – in the meantime science produces sh8t). And I found this slot on the other side of the planet, and I did learn the stuff, and that is how I became so critical of science-as-it-is-done-today, as many much younger Ph.D. students I met during my own research. That is context. Keep up with me please. This context is worth mentionning…