^I resisted declaring a major until my third year of college, because I just wanted to learn for its own sake, rather than as a means toward a career.
Hard to recall exactly which one was first, as I used to borrow them from local libraries when I was young, but I think it was Faces of Fire by Michael Jan Friedman. I remember enjoying it at the time, but now I have no recollection of the plot at all.
Students at a university are surrounded by fountains of knowledge, and yet if a particular fountain is not of practical use in their chosen career, most of the students won't even take so much as a tiny sip, unless they're held down while it's forced down their throats.
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...able to avoid taking philosophy (about which my attitude mirrors that of Bea Arthur's character in History of the World Part I ["Oh, a BULLSHIT ARTIST!"]).
my first was Mutiny on The Enterprise. i bought it at a flea market in 88 or 89.
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