Though, over time, I’ve progressed closer and closer to a Good Will Hunting view of education (“You wasted $150,000 on an education you coulda got for a buck fifty in late charges at the public library.”), occasionally I’m hit with a pang of ivory tower remorse. Perhaps, I catch myself thinking, there is something to be gained from time in the world of academia. Perhaps heading back for a PhD would be a noble, worthwhile pursuit that would enrich…

And then, at that point, just as such thoughts crescendo to their most feverish pitch, I fortunately and inevitably come across something like this.