Statistical Mechanics II: Bose-Einstein Condensate, a special extra cheesy presentation

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I: INTRO

In the kingdom of Bosonia, where few humans have dared to explore, a wise and peaceful king had ruled. But the king had no heirs, and when he left, a cruel and evil warlock took the throne. Under his rule, someone from each village was captured and magically suspended in a deep, dark dungeon. The prisoners saw and heard no one, and they were forbidden to talk under pain of oblivion.

And day by day, their dungeon grew colder. They swam around to try to stay warm: first alone, then in clumps, huddling close together. But the closer they huddled, the more the evil warlock's curiosity grew, and he made the dungeon colder. Soon all the prisoners were huddled so close together that there was barely any space for them to move, and yet he made the dungeon grow still colder.

“Have mercy!” they cried. “Why do you torture us so?!”

But the more they suffered, the greater his powers grew...for he was...A PHYSICIST...DUN DUN DUN

 

 

II: WHERE HAVE ALL THE BOSONS GONE

But there's one thing evil warlocks don't know about the people of Bosonia: they can relax themselves and fit into the tiniest spaces. Now the warmest spot in the dungeon is on an old carpet covering the stone floor, where the overlord would sit and watch the prisoners' torture. And where is the last place an evil warlock would look for a prisoner? Under the carpet!

 

Quick, I think I hear the guards coming with more prisoners! Hide! Hide! If they can't see you they can't torture you anymore! Hide!

 

III: THE BIT WHERE HE FIGURES IT OUT

 

Oh no, the carpet is a magical flying carpet! Oh, we've given a physicist something UNEXPECTED! What have I done!