Alice's Adventures in Numberland
by Alice Silverberg
Over the years, I've told colleagues and friends about things I have seen or experienced. Many times, people have said that I should write them down so that they won't be lost and forgotten, since some of them might be useful parts of our history. I've been writing them down, without being sure what I would do with them. I decided to gradually post them on this website, and see what reactions I get. I suggest reading from the bottom up (starting with the August 2017 post "The Meritocracy"). Thoughtful and kind feedback would be useful for me, and would help me to revise the exposition to make it as useful as possible. I hope that while you read my stories you will ask yourself "What can I learn from this?" I'm particularly interested in knowing what you see as the point of the story, or what you take away from it. Please send feedback to asilverb@gmail.com. Thanks for taking the time to read and hopefully reflect on them!
I often run the stories past the people I mention, even when they are anonymized, to get their feedback and give them a chance to correct the record or ask for changes. When they tell me they're happy to be named, I sometimes do so. When I give letters as pseudonyms, there is no correlation between those letters and the names of the real people.
Friday, September 6, 2024
Suicide Watch
Friday, August 30, 2024
Further reminiscences of topologist Frank Adams
Friday, August 23, 2024
Conway Kibitzing in the Cambridge Common Room
Decked by Deck Transformations
Saturday, August 10, 2024
Roving Hands, Smoldering Cigarettes, and the White Slave Trade
Saturday, August 3, 2024
The Magic Word
Me: "I'd like to speak to X."Her: "Oh, she's my daughter. Alas, she left two weeks ago. Is there anything I can do to help?"Me: An explanation of how I knew X, and how I'm sorry I missed her.Her and me: More pleasantries, ending the call on good terms, feeling as if we completely understood each other, even though the only word we both understood was her daughter's name.
Saturday, July 27, 2024
The Kindness of Strangers
Saturday, July 20, 2024
Lacing up my shoe
When I was growing up, I learned on my mother's knee a song she had learned from her mother. It was sung to the same tune as Hatikvah, but with these words:
When I was single I had nothing to do.I'd sit by the window, lacing up my shoe.Now that I am married I have too much to do.I can't sit by the window, lacing up my shoe.One cries "Mama! Put me into bed!"Another cries "Mama! Give me a piece of bread!"I washed them, I fed them, I put them into bed.Then I said to my husband, "I wish I were dead."
Tuesday, February 13, 2024
What's wrong with choosing a woman?
Sunday, February 11, 2024
Staff without Passwords
Tuesday, December 26, 2023
"Your daughter will burn in Hell"
Sunday, December 17, 2023
The Statue of Jakob Herz
The 1875 statue of course had a face and a body (presumably an accurate depiction of Herz). The much smaller 1983 obelisk contained no images.
Wednesday, November 15, 2023
Don't Label Me!
Tuesday, November 7, 2023
My Bluff
"The committee meeting was a total waste of time, though perhaps somewhat amusing. It consisted of B and C yelling at each other, and interrupting me whenever I tried to speak. I raised my hand for awhile and eventually gave up. When I was finally given an opportunity to speak, I said:(1) Robert's Rules of Order are there for a reason,(2) I think it would be helpful if one person (C, who was the committee chair) ran the meeting and were in charge, and called on people fairly and equitably, and everyone were given fair opportunities to speak and not be interrupted.
C said that she's not very good at running a meeting. I said I'd be happy to do it.W once told me that what helped her most as Chair of her department was being the mother of middle school boys---she dealt with her colleagues the way she dealt with her sons. I felt as if today's meeting was like a playground argument."
"Is there any more discussion on the motion ...,"
"... that hasn't already been said?"
Monday, October 30, 2023
Likely Weekend
Thursday, October 19, 2023
Conflicts of Interest --- Say what you mean, mean what you say, and don't change the rules of the game
Monday, October 9, 2023
A one-to-one correspondence
Tuesday, October 3, 2023
Flirting with students
Tuesday, September 26, 2023
Advice on Advice
She generally gave herself very good advice (though she very seldom followed it)—Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland, by Lewis Carroll
Thursday, September 21, 2023
An All-Star Cast
Saturday, August 12, 2023
How I got John Nash to stop smoking in the Princeton math department
Saturday, August 5, 2023
"No One's here"
Tuesday, July 25, 2023
The Silent Undergrad and The Reluctant Student
Thursday, July 20, 2023
Nickel and Dime
Logically, though, the conclusion should be the other way around. Your little kid self argued in terms of size, i.e., in physical terms, while my teenage self argued in symbolic, i.e., mathematical terms. And I didn't try to cheat you, which my present economist self finds surprising.