When I was an undergrad I ran out of physics classes. So I was allowed to take graduate first year QM. I was a junior so I was awestruck but now I realize the professor was the poor dude who drew the short straw and had to teach 1st year QM.
It was actually pretty cool because it was basically a #Sakurai based course. This is important because non-matrix based approaches were deemed “simple” in view of all this. If you don’t know what I mean just understand that Schrödinger was early and so after he figured it out...
...other people could take time to see if there were better or more natural or easier ways to do it. The great JJ Sakurai was one of them, and the story of the book I mention, completed through sheer force of will by his wife after he died, is another worth telling. Anyway...
My professor for this was a powerfully Catholic, tea-totaling, by-the-book guy who went so far as to collect and grade our NOTEBOOKS. It was weird for me at the time because I figured grad school was less grade-schooly than that but it was what it was. Still have the notes...
OK so one day he starts the class by saying that he’s going to tell us the story of the discovery of QM, so that we understand why the notation is weird, and why we learn it in historical order, etc. and he’s REALLY down on this history, and we are glancing at one another... why?
So he sets the chalk down (this was the 90s, kids), rolls up his sleeves, and leans against the blackboard facing us. We have never seen this behavior. Usually it’s a flurry of equations and mumbling into the slate. Now he’s...like...LEVELLING with us?
Also Dirac is the most English looking person EVER here.
He says, and I have to accentuate here that most of the students were Chinese and Russian and had...awkward...English, he says “THIS STORY IS PERVERTED BUT ITS IMPORTANT FOR YOU TO KNOW.” One of the Chinese guys laughs nervously but stops when he is STARED AT.
“This guy Shrödinger,” the prof says, turning, writing the name on the board. “He was kind of a sick guy.” My friend Rohit at this point stares at me me, pleadingly, like, why have I come to America? “He believed that his best work only happened after he had made love to a woman”
“He also believed that it was acceptable to have sexual relations with women other than his wife.” Rohit at this point appears ready to vomit. He didn’t come 1st in Calculus in Bangalore for this shit. “It turns out Schrödinger had an ‘arrangement’ with his LESBIAN wife...”
OK. So this is clearly some kind of huge therapy-moment for the professor. He’s projecting some serious shit. We are all freaking out because the context switch is NECK SNAPPING from our usual day-to-day. And I’m an undergrad, with ultra-mega-class imposter syndrome...
He continues, “so Erwin Shrödinger get a hotel room, and has his mistress there with him, and his wife knows, and this is all agreed upon, and the mistress is, is...” and he starts writing on the board...
“This equation is the result of an incestuous orgasm!”
Rohit quietly leaves the room, and vomits in a trash can in the electronics lab. <end>
Postmortem: I have a huge Sakurai bias to this day because of this. But then I went into QFT and it all seemed... less important. We are lucky to understand what little we do of the fabric of reality. Whatever it takes. Stay safe, I love you all. 👊❤️
*he got the words confused- he meant adulterous. It sticks with me because it was possibly ACCURATE.
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Ancient Baking this Weekend. Let’s start by comparing modern and old grains. On the right, modern engineered hard red spring wheat. On the left, heirloom Emmer, which in Old Kingdom ancient Egypt was the main bread grain- “bedjet.”
It’s even easier to see the difference in the bags. Humans have done a thousand-odd years of genetic engineering to wheat cultivars. My Old Kingdom baking buddies mastered what was basically a wild grass. I’d estimate they were 100-300% smarter than me.
I don’t want to get you all excited for baking today- this takes a while. Today, I have removed a sample of our research yeast from the fridge and am feeding it sterilized bedjet flour now, so we have an active culture for baking tomorrow.
Ancient Egyptian Bakery Update (short). Thrills! Chills! Holes filled with Embers!
I now have TWO holes filled with embers, for parallel experiments. These are terra-cotta tagines, which are doubling as BDJ3 while we wait out the quarantine. They are filled with dough, made from Emmer, coriander, and the (hopefully) Ancient Egyptian bread culture...
If you’re wondering what this is about, google “Egyptian Yeast” or read this:
Today I achieved* something that I’ve been trying to do for a year. The slice of bread here was made with leavening cultures sampled from ancient Egyptian baking vessels, using ancient Emmer wheat, with an ancient Egyptian recipe, using ancient Egyptian baking tools, and NO OVEN.
The * is because at the end, I did a dumb thing and burned the top of the bread. But read on...
If this all sounds like completely insane lies, well, probably, but check out the delusional thread below. With the help of some friends, I collected some baking cultures from the time of the construction of the pyramids!
“Levain” is a fancy French baking term (pronounced the same as your friend Herb Levin’s last name) that’s basically a fermentation kickstart for sourdough making. Someone asked so now you’re going to suffer through some goddamn manslplaining.
Like a lot of things in our weird new “sourdough is a trend” world, hipsters (and people who want to seem like hipters) make a big fancy fuss about levains, and all sorts of shit you should put in them and do. So, in an effort to bring some regular-guy to all this, let me dispel.
It’s a HIGHLY technical process in which you make a small amount of very wet dough: some flour, a bit of your starter culture, and some water. Your bread recipe will guide you how much you’ll need; I usually make 150% of what’s needed, and give the rest to a friend- a new starter