Some things are in our control and others are not. - Epictetus
Chapter 1: Assembly
You awaken with your head on a desktop keyboard. Your 3D drafting program is still open, the schematic zoomed in to the recess where your smartphone will snap into its back to act as its brain. You recall fiddling with that part endlessly last night, until finally, your vision began to fade, there was a roaring in your ears, and you realized you had been working far, far too long. You must have passed out.
It’s the fall of 2019. You’re a twenty-four-year-old graduate student in the Ph.D. program in Computer Science at Stanford. And you’re a…
Girl beats guy by 8 votes to none. It’s the fall of 2019. You’re a twenty-four-year-old graduate student in the Ph.D. program in Computer Science at Stanford. And you’re a girl.
Whose name is…
[ol]
[li]Susan.
[/li][li]Ada.
[/li][li]Grace.
[/li][li]Sophia.
[/li][li]Hypatia.
[/li][li]Marie.
[/li][li]Cynthia.
[/li][li]Here, I’ll type it for you (feel free to suggest your own name, in which case your vote will be for that name)
[/li][/ol]
