Really smart students are sort of a dime a dozen at my school; students who can finish in three years and get into graduate school, not so many. This guy obviously has some real chops; too bad for me he was in such a hurry and didn’t have time to take any of my courses! He has a really promising career in front of him; if it unfolds as it appears it will, it will be good for my health and yours down the line.
Unclear if that career will be as long as we might hope, though; the incredibly cool software he will code after he’s, say, 40 may be left for someone else to do, or not done at all. See, to the best of my knowledge, our smart students do their thinking and like that with their physical brains, Brazinski too. For some reason, Cal’s idea of how to take care of that particular device is to send it to collide with really big guys, again and again, to entertain the rest of us and pay for our fancy new stadium and coaching office palace.
Maybe that’s efficient use of a class-A brain; Mark weighs 305 lbs and will surely give us some Really Great Hits this season – the kind you can hear over the crowd and the announcers on TV – to go with all the one’s he’s taking and dishing up in practice. In the seven minutes of play he will probably get (that’s the average playing time of a member of our football squad), should be at least two or three of those! As between doing some wonky computer stuff for a few decades, and steering an offensive lineman into collisions for a couple of years, don’t the fundamental values of a university clearly favor the latter way to use up a good brain?