Apoptosis Is My Passion

Hold up, we're having an existential crisis in the lecture hall! The cosmic irony that biologists—who are literally organized collections of cells themselves—spend their entire careers studying other cell collections is just *chef's kiss*. It's like cells becoming self-aware enough to get PhDs about other cells! Next up: neurons writing research papers about how neurons work. The cellular inception is complete!

Etymologically speaking, "virus" comes from Latin meaning "poison" or "slimy liquid." But this meme suggests a far more straightforward origin story: scientists just watched someone slap a container of mysterious goop and said "yep, that's the virus right there." Meanwhile, the symptoms get a casual wave from across the room. Classic virology lab procedure - identify the pathogen, then acknowledge its manifestations from a safe distance. The peer-reviewed journals conveniently leave this part out.

The chemistry vs. biology representation gap is REAL! 😂 Chemists show off with their fancy Wittig reaction mechanism - all those electron-pushing arrows, intermediates, and mysterious "EWG" groups. Meanwhile, biologists are over here with their adorable Pac-Man style enzyme diagrams! The contrast is hilarious - one field needs a PhD to understand their "simple" reaction, while the other explains complex cellular processes with what looks like a hungry blue circle. And biochemists? They're the ultimate translators who understand BOTH languages - no wonder they've achieved godlike status in the science world!

While physicists and chemists are locked in their eternal superiority battle over equations and elements, biologists are just vibing with monkeys, completely unbothered. They've transcended the academic hierarchy wars and returned to their evolutionary roots. Why argue about which science is best when you can just study creatures that fling poop for communication? Biologists have clearly figured out the secret to scientific happiness - reject disciplinary drama, embrace monke.

Time travel priorities: saving Rosalind Franklin from scientific robbery! Her X-ray crystallography work (Photo 51) was crucial for understanding DNA's double helix structure, but Watson and Crick swooped in, took credit, and won the Nobel Prize while she got a footnote. The ultimate scientific heist of the 20th century! Franklin died of ovarian cancer at 37, never knowing her work would eventually be recognized. Next time someone asks about changing history, remember the scientist whose "Well shit, thanks for letting me know" moment came decades too late.

Imagine being a fish during the Devonian Period (419-359 million years ago) and looking at land like it's free real estate! This fishy fellow is basically saying "Hey, nobody's using those legs yet... DIBS!" The Devonian was when our finned ancestors were just starting to experiment with limbs, but hadn't quite figured out the whole "walking" thing. It's like evolution was playing "The Floor is Lava" but everyone was still stuck in the water! That empty ecological niche was just waiting for someone brave enough to flop their way onto shore and claim those sweet, sweet terrestrial resources. Talk about a ground-floor opportunity in evolutionary real estate!