Mr. Bibey substituted for Ms. Dougherty in our math class, and spent half an hour pontificating about how unlikely it is that the Lorenz transformation equations prove anything, and that we shouldn't believe in no principle of relativity/constant velocity of light schtick. "Here's this 26-year-old postal clerk telling me that the station-master on the embankment and the conductor on the train which is moving at 'very fast' velocity are both going to see light moving in a spherical wave? No way! It's gotta be like an ellipse for the conductor, doesn't it? How the hell could we both see the same thing? I may have a two digit IQ, but there's no way this punk, with his poofy hair, is gonna convince me. Hippies are gone, buddy. Spherical wave. Yeah, right. Bull shit, Einstein! I'll bet you anything it's not going to work. Look at those equations! They're not even symmetrical! Here, I'm going 'all-in' like it's Texas Hold-em. And now, of course, someone's going to put up these equations and prove me wrong." Thirty minutes he did this, while the class just stared at him. I was slack-jawed and stupefied with the innecessity of his speech.

Another class for which my parents paid $150.