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One sunny day a rabbit came out of her hole in the ground to
enjoy the fine weather. The day was so nice that she became
careless and a fox sneaked up behind her and caught her.
"I am going to eat you for lunch!", said the fox.
"Wait!", replied the rabbit, "You should at least wait a few
days."
"Oh yeah? Why should I wait?"
"Well, I am just finishing my thesis on 'The Superiority of
Rabbits over Foxes and Wolves.'"
"Are you crazy? I should eat you right now! Everybody knows that
a fox will always win over a rabbit."
"Not really, not according to my research. If you like, you can
come into my hole and read it for yourself. If you are not
convinced, you can go ahead and have me for lunch."
"You really are crazy!" But since the fox was curious and had
nothing to lose, it went with the rabbit. The fox never came
out. A few days later the rabbit was again taking a break from
writing and sure enough, a wolf came out of the bushes and was
ready to set upon her.
"Wait!" yelled the rabbit, "you can't eat me right now."
"And why might that be, my furry appetizer?"
"I am almost finished writing my thesis on 'The Superiority of
Rabbits over Foxes and Wolves.'"
The wolf laughed so hard that it almost lost its grip on the
rabbit. "Maybe I shouldn't eat you. You really are sick...in the
head. You might have something contagious."
"Come and read it for yourself. You can eat me afterward if you
disagree with my conclusions."
So the wolf went down into the rabbit's hole...and never came
out. The rabbit finished her thesis and was out celebrating in
the local lettuce patch. Another rabbit came along and asked,
"What's up? You seem very happy."
"Yup, I just finished my thesis."
"Congratulations. What's it about?"
"'The Superiority of Rabbits over Foxes and Wolves.'"
"Are you sure? That doesn't sound right."
"Oh yes. Come and read it for yourself."
So together they went down into the rabbit's hole. As they
entered, the friend saw the typical graduate student abode,
albeit a rather messy one after writing a thesis. The computer
with the controversial work was in one corner. To the right there
was a pile of fox bones, to the left a pile of wolf bones. And in
the middle was a large, well fed lion.
The moral of the story: The title of your thesis doesn't matter.
The subject doesn't matter.
The research doesn't matter.
All that matters is who your advisor is.
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