You know, this makes me think of the Irish playwright George Bernard Shaw. Boy did that dude have a cool beard,” the billionaire said awkwardly. “Ever seen it?” he kept on. “I have not,” the artist responded. “You should, it’s gnarly,” the mogul noted. He then snapped his fingers eight times. After this, an unknown voice bellowed from somewhere within the mausoleum, “The reasonable man adapts himself to the world: the unreasonable one persists in trying to adapt the world to himself. Therefore, all progress depends on the unreasonable man.”
All progress depends on the unreasonable man.
