Physicists And Their Pedantic Pet Peeves

Engineers and physicists living in completely different realities! The engineer wants to simplify calculations by rounding gravity to 10m/s² (actual value ~9.8) and π to 3.14 (actual value 3.14159...), and the physicist is having an existential crisis. To a physicist, those constants are SACRED TEXTS! It's like suggesting we round the speed of light to "about 300 million m/s, give or take." The horror! The blasphemy! Next thing you know, someone will suggest Planck's constant is "roughly zero" and the physicist will need therapy.

The perfect visual representation of light dispersion physics! The reporter stands calmly as "sunlight" approaches from one side, then BAM—the prism works its refractive magic and transforms that single beam into a spectacular rainbow running in multiple directions. Just like in your high school physics class, except way more dramatic. This is basically what Sir Isaac Newton would've posted if he had Instagram in 1672. The "GETTING READY FOR ALIENSTOCK" caption just makes it even better—because nothing says "I understand the electromagnetic spectrum" quite like preparing for an alien festival in the desert.

From coal to uranium, our energy evolution is basically just finding more dramatic ways to boil water. The "old energy" shows a stick figure casually watching coal (C) heat water, while "new energy" shows the same process with uranium (U), but now we're wearing hazmat suits because... progress? Thirty thousand years of human innovation and we're still just making fancy tea kettles that could kill us.

Imagine an alternate universe where Ben Franklin woke up and chose chaos. In our reality, we established that electrons are negative and flow opposite to conventional current. But Evil Ben? He's that guy who puts milk before cereal, sets his thermostat to 68.1°F, and deliberately creates electrical conventions that would torment engineering students for centuries. This is basically the supervillain origin story for every EE student's 2AM homework breakdown. If Evil Ben had won, our phone chargers would probably plug in correctly on the first try, but calculus would somehow involve interpretive dance.

Physics professors worldwide have collectively decided that any quantum entanglement explanation requires exactly two participants—and they must be named Alice and Bob. It's like an unwritten law of physics education! The joke here is that instead of using generic stick figures, the professor has used an anime character and a Minion as visual aids. Quantum entanglement might be mind-bendingly complex (particles instantaneously affecting each other regardless of distance), but the naming convention is hilariously predictable. Next semester they'll introduce Charlie the cat in a box who is simultaneously dead and alive until someone looks.

The title isn't lying! Wearing black while cycling is basically nature's way of saying "I choose death today." The physics of light reflection shows why that green cyclist can be spotted from a small country away (426 ft!), while the black one might as well be wearing an invisibility cloak. This is why cyclists in neon colors look ridiculous but live to tell about it. Evolution clearly didn't prepare us for roads - natural selection now happens via visibility charts instead of genetic fitness. The red cyclist at 79 ft is that perfect middle ground where drivers can see you just in time to feel really bad about what's about to happen. Pro tip: If you're choosing between fashion and being seen by two-ton metal death machines, maybe reconsider your priorities. The white cyclist at 180 ft is just showing off their practical compromise between "wanting to live" and "not looking like a human highlighter."