The Standard Model Of Mental Illnesses

Ever wonder what would happen if the father of classical mechanics decided to Netflix and chill instead of revolutionizing physics? This masterpiece shows Newton's groundbreaking Principia - the book that gave us the laws of motion and universal gravitation - with the hilarious caption "if Newton had been lazy." Imagine the alternate universe where Newton just shrugged and said "Eh, that apple probably fell for no reason whatsoever" and went back to napping under the tree! No calculus, no laws of motion, and we'd all still be wondering why planets move in ellipses. The entire Scientific Revolution might have been postponed because someone couldn't be bothered to write down a few equations! Fun fact: Newton wrote this 500+ page mathematical beast in just 18 months. Talk about the opposite of lazy! And he did it while hiding from the plague in the countryside. Some people bake sourdough during lockdowns, others casually invent calculus and explain the cosmos.

You start physics with dreams of understanding the universe, but then the math hits you like a sledgehammer! The left side shows the innocent joy of "becoming a physicist" - all fun and games sliding down with a smile. Then BAM! The right side reveals "THE MATH" reality - suddenly you're tumbling down in terror as equations multiply faster than you can solve them! Nobody warns you that "I love space and atoms!" quickly turns into "Help, I'm drowning in partial differential equations!" The transition from conceptual physics to mathematical physics is the academic equivalent of thinking you're signing up for a gentle water slide and ending up on a free-fall drop tower!

The perfect physics pun doesn't exi— Oh wait, it does! In calculus, the derivative of position is velocity, the derivative of velocity is acceleration, and yes, the derivative of acceleration is called "jerk." She's not insulting him—she's continuing the mathematical sequence! That poor guy missed his chance to impress with his knowledge of higher-order derivatives. Next up would've been "snap," followed by "crackle," and then "pop" (seriously, those are the actual terms). Dating a physicist means you're never safe from spontaneous differential equations at 2 AM.

The existential crisis of an inductor in an LC circuit. While capacitors get all the glory for storing electric charge, inductors are stuck with the thankless job of fighting current changes. That coil is literally designed to create a magnetic field that opposes any change in current flow—it's basically the electrical component equivalent of that one friend who resists all plans. "Current changes forever" is just rubbing salt in the wound. No wonder it's making sad noises... probably a low-frequency hum of disappointment.

That moment when your cat's quantum physics education is more advanced than yours! While you're still struggling with "Schrödinger's cat," your actual cat is studying real photon wave-particle duality. The irony isn't lost on me that cats—who spend half their day chasing invisible particles around the house—might actually have an intuitive understanding of quantum mechanics. Next thing you know, kitty will be publishing in Nature while you're still trying to figure out why the TV remote isn't working. Future Nobel Prize winner right there, just needs opposable thumbs to write the acceptance speech.

The eternal disappointment of finding a promising physics YouTube channel only to discover they've "solved" the impossible problem of perpetual motion. That moment when your excitement crashes harder than a failed rocket launch! The laws of thermodynamics are literally sobbing in the corner right now. No matter how fancy the magnets or how shiny the contraption, you can't outsmart entropy, folks! It's like watching someone confidently announce they've discovered that 2+2=5. The true perpetual motion machine is the endless cycle of these videos popping up and physicists everywhere facepalming simultaneously.