We had no dialogue at all. Instead, we had nothing but chaos!

Tакже прошло мной незамеченным, как злили Фейнмана теоретизирования от гуманитариев (извините). Как он не мог добиться четких определений, также постановки проблемы при выбранной теме "Этика и равенство", и т.д. В главах "is electricity fire" и "Judging Books by Their Covers" Фейнман совершенно не шутит, а бесится, раздраженный.

"There was a sociologist who had written a paper for us all to read--something he had written ahead of time. I started to read the damn thing, and my eyes were coming out: I couldn't make head nor tail of it! I figured it was because I hadn't read any of the books on that list. I had this uneasy feeling of "I'm not adequate," until finally I said to myself, "I'm gonna stop, and read one sentence slowly, so I can figure out what the hell it means." So I stopped--at random--and read the next sentence very carefully. I can't remember it precisely, but it was very close to this: "The individual member of the social community often receives his information via visual, symbolic channels." I went back and forth over it, and translated. You know what it means? "People read.""


P.S. Все-таки я редкий тормоз. Книгу прочла больше двух недель назад, а что-то для себя отметить - только сейчас собралась.