THE
RABBIT'S THESIS
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 snuck 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 abode, albeit a rather messy one after writing a thesis. The computer with the
controversial work was in one corner. And to the right there was a pile of fox bones, on
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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