The British Colonized The Fucking Matrices

The ultimate flex in calculus class! When ChatGPT crashes and you have to manually solve integration by parts, only to discover your human brain still works perfectly. That momentary smugness when you realize your neurons haven't completely atrophied from AI dependency. Integration by parts (the formula ∫u·dv = uv - ∫v·du) is the calculus equivalent of taking the scenic route when the highway is closed—tedious but surprisingly satisfying when you reach the destination without GPS!

Who needs flashcards when you've got addictive mobile games?! The infamous 2048 game—where you slide tiles to combine powers of 2—taught an entire generation binary exponentials better than any math teacher could! While teachers were asking "how did you memorize powers of 2 easily?" we were all secretly thinking about our high scores and that sweet, sweet dopamine rush when two 1024 tiles finally merged. Unintentional math education at its finest! Brain cells were definitely multiplying... by factors of 2! 🧠✖️2

The ultimate mathematical mic drop! When challenged to "name every number," our mathematical hero simply responds with "-∞<x<∞" (negative infinity less than x less than positive infinity) – essentially capturing the entire real number line in one elegant inequality. It's like being asked to name every star in the universe and responding with "everything in the observable cosmos." Mathematical checkmate in just 8 characters!

Nothing triggers a calculus professor faster than canceling differentials like they're fractions. That equation showing dy/du · du/dx = dy/dx is mathematically correct but for entirely different reasons than "the du's cancel out." It's the chain rule in disguise, not some algebraic simplification. Professors everywhere clutch their chalk in horror when students cross out the differentials like they're solving for x in 8th grade algebra. Pure mathematical blasphemy.

Just your typical math shower thought that hits at 3 AM. In calculus, we always treat epsilon (ε) as this infinitesimally small number approaching zero. But what if we've been looking at it all wrong? Maybe ε is actually massive but sitting way out there in the distance, mocking our limited perspective. Kind of like how that pencil looks small in the image but could be normal-sized if you're far enough away. Real analysis students nodding knowingly while the rest of us question our entire mathematical foundation.

The first panel shows Mr. Incredible calmly accepting that pressure in 3D space is force over area (N/m²). But when the concept jumps to 4D space, where pressure becomes force over volume (N/m³), his brain short-circuits into existential horror. This is dimensional analysis having a mental breakdown. Just like how my students look when I casually mention "and of course, if we extend this to n-dimensional space..." right before an exam. The fourth dimension doesn't care about your comfort zone—it's coming for your sanity whether you're ready or not.