{"id":17,"date":"2005-10-21T15:55:00","date_gmt":"2005-10-21T15:55:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/scottaaronson.blog\/?p=17"},"modified":"2005-10-21T15:55:00","modified_gmt":"2005-10-21T15:55:00","slug":"hath-not-a-nerd-eyes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/scottaaronson.blog\/?p=17","title":{"rendered":"Hath not a nerd eyes?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>When someone wrote to Richard Feynman to tell him how his bongo-drumming habit &#8220;proved that physicists can also be human,&#8221; Feynman shot back a scathing reply: &#8220;I am human enough to tell you to go fuck yourself.&#8221; Why was Feynman so angry? Because for him, the notion that physicists had to &#8220;prove&#8221; their humanity by having non-scientific interests was an arrogant presumption. Why not point to a guitarist who enjoys doing math on the side, as &#8220;proof that musicians can also be human&#8221;?<\/p>\n<p>While it&#8217;s possible that Feynman overreacted to what was meant as a compliment, a quick glance at American popular culture demonstrates that he had a point. In the minds of many Hollywood writers, there are apparently only two kinds of scientist: (1) the asexual nerd who babbles incomprehensibly before getting killed around scene 3 (unless of course he&#8217;s the villain), and (2) the occasional character who&#8217;s human &#8220;despite&#8221; being a scientist, as demonstrated by his or her charm, physical agility, and fashion sense. The idea that one can be both nerdy and sympathetic &#8212; indeed, that nerdiness might even have positive aspects &#8212; is absent.<\/p>\n<p>This trend is so pervasive that, whenever a movie bucks it even partly, I&#8217;m inclined to overlook any other flaws it might have. Thus, for example, I enjoyed both <a href=\"http:\/\/www.imdb.com\/title\/tt0268978\/\">A Beautiful Mind<\/a> and <a href=\"http:\/\/www.imdb.com\/title\/tt0157583\/\">Enigma<\/a>, despite those movies&#8217; liberal departures from the true stories on which they were based. But the most unabashed celebration of nerdiness I&#8217;ve seen in cinema is a little-known 80&#8217;s comedy called <a href=\"http:\/\/www.imdb.com\/title\/tt0089886\/\">Real Genius<\/a>. I was introduced to this movie by Christine Chung, a friend at Cornell. Then I saw it again with friends at Berkeley. Yesterday I continued the tradition by organizing a screening for friends at Waterloo.<\/p>\n<p>Briefly, Real Genius follows the adventures of Mitch, a 15-year-old who goes to a college obviously based on Caltech, having been recruited by the duplicitous Professor Hathaway to work on powerful lasers. Mitch is sympathetic, not because he defies the stereotype of a 15-year-old at Caltech, but because we&#8217;re shown some of the emotions behind that stereotype: the feeling of outsiderness, of taking up space on the planet only at other people&#8217;s mercy; the fear of failure, of letting down his parents, Professor Hathaway, and others who &#8220;expect great things from him&#8221;; but at the same time, the longing for the easy social confidence represented by his roommate Chris (who used to be a teenage prodigy like Mitch, but is now a womanizing slacker). All of this is shown with enough wit and humor that there&#8217;s no need for Mitch to make an explicit declaration:<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>Hath not a nerd eyes? Hath not a nerd hands organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions; fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, heal&#8217;d by the same means, warm&#8217;d and cool&#8217;d by the same winter and summer, as a quarterback is?<\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When someone wrote to Richard Feynman to tell him how his bongo-drumming habit &#8220;proved that physicists can also be human,&#8221; Feynman shot back a scathing reply: &#8220;I am human enough to tell you to go fuck yourself.&#8221; Why was Feynman so angry? 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