Whenever the people of great acclaim have a chance to speak about any subject, they avoid any conclusions worthy of mentioning. The same holds for Nobel laureates of all descriptions. Hungry for many more opportunities of this ilk, they make sure not to come across their precious audiences. A few harsh remarks are enough for the lot of them. The fact that the end of the world as we know it is ever closer is something they would never even hint at, let alone spell it out without any compunctions. Fame is fame, and it would vanish without many more opportunities to display it with all the gusto. In short, the people of great acclaim are best skirted by a wide circle. All they have to offer is yet another opportunity to display themselves and relish the resounding applause of the nincompoops in their audience. This is a vicious circle past compare, to be sure. Without the nincompoops, the people of great acclaim would be of no relevance whatsoever.

In memory of Charlie Chaplin