"Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!" - unam.
"Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!" - unam. "Surely You're Joking, Mr. Feynman!" - unam.
And then one day I guess it was a Saturday I want to go up in the elevator, and there's a guy standing near the elevator. The elevator comes, I go in, and he goes in with me. I say, "Which floor?" and my hand's ready to push one of the buttons. "No, no!" he says, "I'm supposed to push the buttons for you." "What?" "Yes! The boys here can't push the buttons on Saturday, so I have to do it for them. You see, I'm not Jewish, so it's all right for me to push the buttons. I stand near the elevator, and they tell me what floor, and I push the button for them." Well, this really bothered me, so I decided to trap the students in a logical discussion. I had been brought up in a Jewish home, so I knew the kind of nitpicking logic to use, and I thought, "Here's fun!" My plan went like this: I'd start off by asking, "Is the Jewish viewpoint a viewpoint that any man can have? Because if it is not, then it's certainly not something that is truly valuable for humanity. . . yak, yak, yak." And then they would have to say, "Yes, the Jewish viewpoint is good for any man." Then I would steer them around a little more by asking, "Is it ethical for a man to hire another man to do something which is unethical for him to do? Would you hire a man to rob for you, for instance?" And I keep working them into the channel, very slowly, and very carefully, until I've got them trapped! And do you know what happened? They're rabbinical students, right? They were ten times better than I was! As soon as they saw I could put them in a hole, they went twist, turn, twist I can't remember how and they were free! I thought I had come up with an original idea phooey! It had been discussed in the Talmud for ages! So they cleaned me up just as easy as pie they got right out. Finally I tried to assure the rabbinical students that the electric spark that was bothering them when they pushed the elevator buttons was not fire. I said, "Electricity is not fire. It's not a chemical process, as fire is." "Oh?" they said. "Of course, there's electricity in amongst the atoms in a fire." "Aha!" they said. "And in every other phenomenon that occurs in the world." I even proposed a practical solution for eliminating the spark. "If that's what's bothering you, you can put a condenser across the switch, so the electricity will go on and off without any spark whatsoever anywhere." But for some reason, they didn't like that idea either. It really was a disappointment. Here they are, slowly coming to life, only to better interpret the Talmud. Imagine! In modern times like this, guys are studying to go into society and do something to be a rabbi and the only way they think that science might be interesting is because their ancient, provincial, medieval problems are being confounded slightly by some new phenomena. Something else happened at that time which is worth mentioning here. One of the questions the rabbinical students and I discussed at some length was why it is that in academic things, such as theoretical physics, there is a higher proportion of Jewish kids than their proportion in the general population. The rabbinical students thought the reason was that the Jews have a history of respecting learning: They respect their rabbis, who are really teachers, and they respect education. The Jews pass on this tradition in their
families all the time, so that if a boy is a good student, it's as good as, if not better than, being a good football player. It was the same afternoon that I was reminded how true it is. I was invited to one of the rabbinical students' home, and he introduced me to his mother, who had just come back from Washington, D.C. She clapped her hands together, in ecstasy, and said, "Oh! My day is complete. Today I met a general, and a professor!" I realized that there are not many people who think it's just as important, and just as nice, to meet a professor as to meet a general. So I guess there's something in what they said. Judging Books by Their Covers After the war, physicists were often asked to go to Washington and give advice to various sections of the government, especially the military. What happened, I suppose, is that since the scientists had made these bombs that were so important, the military felt we were useful for something. Once I was asked to serve on a committee which was to evaluate various weapons for the army, and I wrote a letter back which explained that I was only a theoretical physicist, and I didn't know anything about weapons for the army. The army responded that they had found in their experience that theoretical physicists were very useful to them in making decisions, so would I please reconsider? I wrote back again and said I didn't really know anything, and doubted I could help them. Finally I got a letter from the Secretary of the Army, which proposed a compromise: I would come to the first meeting, where I could listen and see whether I could make a contribution or not. Then I could decide whether I should continue. I said I would, of course. What else could I do? I went down to Washington and the first thing that I went to was a cocktail party to meet everybody. There were generals and other important characters from the army, and everybody talked. It was pleasant enough. One guy in a uniform came to me and told me that the army was glad that physicists were advising the military because it had a lot of problems. One of the problems was that tanks use up their fuel very quickly and thus can't go very far. So the question was how to refuel them as they're going along. Now this guy had the idea that, since the physicists can get energy out of uranium, could I work out a way in which we could use silicon dioxide sand, dirt as a fuel? If that were possible, then all this tank would have to do would be to have a little scoop underneath, and as it goes along, it would pick up the dirt and use it for fuel! He thought that was a great idea, and that all I had to do was to work out the details. That was the kind of problem I thought we would be talking about in the meeting the next day. I went to the meeting and noticed that some guy who had introduced me to all the people at the cocktail party was sitting next to me. He was apparently some flunky assigned to be at my side at all times. On my other side was some super general I had heard of before. At the first session of the meeting they talked about some technical matters, and I
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And then one day I guess it was a Saturday I want to go up in the elevator,<br />
and there's a guy standing near the elevator. The elevator comes, I go in, and he goes in<br />
with me. I say, "Which floor?" and my hand's ready to push one of the buttons.<br />
"No, no!" he says, "I'm supposed to push the buttons for you."<br />
"What?"<br />
"Yes! The boys here can't push the buttons on Saturday, so I have to do it for<br />
them. You see, I'm not Jewish, so it's all right for me to push the buttons. I stand near the<br />
elevator, and they tell me what floor, and I push the button for them."<br />
Well, this really bothered me, so I decided to trap the students in a logical<br />
discussion. I had been brought up in a Jewish home, so I knew the kind of nitpicking<br />
logic to use, and I thought, "Here's fun!"<br />
My plan went like this: I'd start off by asking, "Is the Jewish viewpoint a<br />
viewpoint that any man can have? Because if it is not, then it's certainly not something<br />
that is truly valuable for humanity. . . yak, yak, yak." And then they would have to say,<br />
"Yes, the Jewish viewpoint is good for any man."<br />
Then I would steer them around a little more by asking, "Is it ethical for a man to<br />
hire another man to do something which is unethical for him to do? Would you hire a<br />
man to rob for you, for instance?" And I keep working them into the channel, very<br />
slowly, and very carefully, until I've got them trapped!<br />
And do you know what happened? They're rabbinical students, right? They were<br />
ten times better than I was! As soon as they saw I could put them in a hole, they went<br />
twist, turn, twist I can't remember how and they were free! I thought I had come up<br />
with an original idea phooey! It had been discussed in the Talmud for ages! So they<br />
cleaned me up just as easy as pie they got right out.<br />
Finally I tried to assure the rabbinical students that the electric spark that was<br />
bothering them when they pushed the elevator buttons was not fire. I said, "Electricity is<br />
not fire. It's not a chemical process, as fire is."<br />
"Oh?" they said.<br />
"Of course, there's electricity in amongst the atoms in a fire."<br />
"Aha!" they said.<br />
"And in every other phenomenon that occurs in the world."<br />
I even proposed a practical solution for eliminating the spark. "If that's what's<br />
bothering you, you can put a condenser across the switch, so the electricity will go on and<br />
off without any spark whatsoever anywhere." But for some reason, they didn't like that<br />
idea either.<br />
It really was a disappointment. Here they are, slowly coming to life, only to better<br />
interpret the Talmud. Imagine! In modern times like this, guys are studying to go into<br />
society and do something to be a rabbi and the only way they think that science<br />
might be interesting is because their ancient, provincial, medieval problems are being<br />
confounded slightly by some new phenomena.<br />
Something else happened at that time which is worth mentioning here. One of the<br />
questions the rabbinical students and I discussed at some length was why it is that in<br />
academic things, such as theoretical physics, there is a higher proportion of Jewish kids<br />
than their proportion in the general population. The rabbinical students thought the reason<br />
was that the Jews have a history of respecting learning: They respect their rabbis, who are<br />
really teachers, and they respect education. The Jews pass on this tradition in their