The Harsh Truth About Human Design

The graph shows a negative correlation between testosterone and IQ, but the real gem is that ONE outlier point in the top right corner—high testosterone AND high IQ—circled and labeled as "Guy who answered my question on math stack exchange 9 years ago." That legendary Stack Exchange hero defies biological trends just to explain partial differential equations to desperate students at 3 AM! The hero we needed but didn't deserve. And with an R² value of only 0.19, this correlation is weaker than my willpower around free conference snacks.

The hierarchy of scientific terror is beautifully captured here. Biologists are losing their minds over calculus while physicists just sip their coffee with that smug "I use calculus to calculate my breakfast" expression. Nothing strikes fear into the heart of a biology major quite like seeing dy/dx on an exam. Meanwhile, physicists are over there treating differential equations like they're just spicy arithmetic. The true horror isn't the monster—it's realizing you picked the wrong science major when that first partial derivative shows up.

Behold the enlightened data scientist on day 19 of neural network training! That brain expansion isn't just metaphorical—it's what happens when you've stared at loss functions for so long that memorizing the Krebs cycle (that nightmarish biochemical pathway with 8+ steps that haunts biology students) suddenly feels like a trivial achievement. The coffee cup is clearly the sacred elixir fueling this computational transcendence. Next week: spontaneously reciting all 118 elements while debugging PyTorch errors!

The pinnacle of entomological dad jokes right here! This meme plays on the homophone between "antibodies" (immune system proteins that fight infections) and "anty bodies" (the bodies of ants). While humans rely on antibodies to fight viruses like coronavirus, these little formicidae can't catch it because they're, well, ants. It's the kind of pun that would make a biology professor simultaneously groan and secretly add to their lecture slides for next semester.

While physicists and chemists engage in their eternal academic cage match over disciplinary superiority, biologists are just vibing with their evolutionary ancestors. They've transcended the petty squabbles by embracing our primate heritage—why argue about electron orbitals or force vectors when you can return to monke? The serene expression says it all: biologists have achieved enlightenment through phylogenetic acceptance. The academic hierarchy collapses when you realize we're all just fancy apes running experiments.

Behold, the human body's existential progression: from nervous system (jellyfish), to skeleton (bone pilot), to muscular system (meat suit)—all complex biological structures we've mastered in anatomy class. Then comes the true horror: titrations. Nothing strikes fear into a chemistry student like watching that solution turn from clear to pink in 0.001 mL increments while your lab partner breathes down your neck. Three hours of your life, gone because you blinked at the wrong moment. Truly the stuff of nightmares.