Two Socialogists were walking down a gravel road when they came upon a older gentleman laying in a ditch, beaten to a pulp.
“What a tragedy,” the first Sociologist was heard to say.
The second Socialogist responded, “Yes...we’ve got to find out who did this and help him,”
In my son’s high school (he is just a Freshman), a boy who graduated 3rd in his class out of 1157 students is going to Cornell to study Sociology.
I told my son it was sad and a waste of a good mind.