It’s a strange feeling reading Ioffe’s memoir. When I was a physics undergraduate, I understood the mentality. The high-maintenance asshole professor was exactly who I’d be drawn towards. I learned how unhealthy that was, and many of those who didn’t ended up burning out HARD. Landau was the rare asshole whose ability to hone students was worth the abuse. And reading this, I found myself in the frame of mind of “yeah…
We are seduced and captivated by raw genius. I’m sure Landau was one of the highest caliber. To pass his examination, to be well regarded by him, to be part of such a select group, who wouldn’t want to? Don’t be hard on yourself.
It is easier to compare it to professional sport. Not only athletes have natural talents, they also participate in training that would be useless or harmful for everyone else. Only then they can reach the record setting zone.