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The New Yorker

JUNE 16, 2010

THE VELLUVIAL MATRIX

By Atul Gawande

Atul Gawande gave the commencement speech at Stanford's School of Medicine last week. Here is what he told the graduating class.

Many of you have worked for four solid years--or five, or six, or nine--and we are here to declare that, as of today, you officially know enough stuff to be called a graduate of the Stanford School of Medicine. You are Doctors of Medicine, Doctors of Philosophy, Masters of Science. It's been certified. Each of you is now an expert. Congratulations.

So why--in your heart of hearts--do you not quite feel that way?

The experience of a medical and scientific education is transformational. It is like moving to a new country. At first, you don't know the language, let alone the customs and concepts. But then, almost imperceptibly, that changes. Half the words you now routinely use you did not know existed when you started: words like arterial-blood gas, nasogastric tube, microarray, logistic regression, NMDA receptor, velluvial matrix.

O.K., I made that last one up. But the velluvial matrix sounds like something you should know about, doesn't it? And that's the problem. I will let you in on a little secret. You never stop wondering if there is a velluvial matrix you should know about.

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