To be the best, you have to kill the rest. Which is why professors create curves. There are two, maybe three, shining students in each class that just fuck it all up for the rest of us “above average” folk. It’s only the end of the second week and most of you Gauchos out there already have to bow down to the ridiculous Aristotles of the class. Oh, sorry, professor, I’m only QUASI-genius. I’ll have to work on that during my next life.
Tomorrow’s Forecast: The cruelty gets to a point where Machiavelli has to slap a professor in the head. When the ends don’t actually justify the means, you’ve crossed a line, dude.