What the bleep does my psychology class know?

Wha? You saying I never win arguments? :confused:

The final update, most likely:
Before class today, the professor sat down next to me and said she wanted to talk to me. I started to apologize for blindsiding her on Monday, but she handwaved that away and told me that she was very impressed with what I’d done, and that if I ever needed a recommendation, she’d be happy to give me one: she said she’d never had a student present an argument like that before. I thanked her effusively, and then she began class.

This could, of course, be part of a long-reaching plan for vengeance on her part (“Daniel asked me for a recommendation, so here’s a recommendation: don’t even think about hiring this arrogant bastard!”), but I doubt it :). All’s well that ends well.

Daniel

That’s excellent news, LHoD!

I am sure that, if she even decides to show the film again in the future, she will have a much different (and more accuarate) discussion with the class. I think that it says a lot (that is good) about the prof.

Oh, it’s much worse than that. Some time in the dark future, you will find yourself surrounded by a semicircle of identical professors, each armed with an assegai. You have perhaps one shot in the antique black powder shotgun that you took down from the wall earlier. They speak. “We meet again, Daniel! But which of us is the real professor, and not just an illusion?”