Paul Dirac (1902-1984) was a nobel-prize winning physicist and one of the greatest minds of the twentieth century.  His books The General Theory of Relativity and Principles of Quantum Mechanics unified Quantum Mechanics with Relativity, something that was previously unthinkable.  This, in addition to his work with anti-matter and the magnetic monopole, helped him to win the 1933 Nobel Prize for Physics as well as earning him the title of Lucasian Chair at the University of Cambridge, a post first held by Sir Isaac Newton and currently being held by esteemed physicist and gangsta rap mogul MC Stephen Hawking.  After leaving Cambridge, he spent time teaching in Miami and the Soviet Union before becoming the head of the physics department at Florida State University, where he spent the rest of his life.

      Now I know many of you are asking yourselves what's so badass about an eighty year old British physicist.  Well, besides the fact that he's smarter than you could ever hope to comprehend even with one hundred percent of your brain, it's a little known fact that Dirac briefly travelled the amateur Tallahassee wrestling circuit.  He was a virtual black hole of destruction thanks to his arsenal of devastating moves ranging from the "Particle Accelerator" (a spinning firemans-carry slam), the top-rope "Anti-Matter Drop", his "two-handed eye gouge", and of course his finishing move, the infamous turnbuckle powerbomb known as the "Neutron Bomb".  He won the Tallahassee Hardcore Title after belting reigning champ FSU-Kind several times in the back of the head with a metal chair as he was commando rolling and then mercilessly dancing around, taunting his mangled body.  Dirac also made a couple runs at the Tag Belts with his partner Neils Bohr, but never managed to claim the title due to a poorly timed run-in by reigning Heavyweight Champ Sammy "The Showstopper" Basinet.

      Dirac also has a pretty cool science library named after him at Florida State University.  If you ever get a chance to go there, climb up the stairs as far as they'll go and then squeeze around the gate (I accept no responsibility if you plummet six stories to your death) and head to the landing at the top.  There, you'll find a sign-in sheet that J. Matt left in 2001 documenting everyone who has been to that secret location.  It's like something from a spy novel, only way dorkier.  Another point of interest is that a friend of mine from college had a fifteen minute conversation with the giant bronze Dirac statue outside the library one night when he was tripping hard on acid.

"In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone,
something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite."
Quoted in H. Eves' Mathematical Circles Adieu (Boston 1977).

Biography of Paul Dirac