Max Planck

A constant from the man who changes his mind every time the math gets rude.

Both of you need to calm down. I invented a constant, not a custody battle.

I asked for a discussion, not two geniuses arguing like the comment section under a train schedule.

Coming from the guy who answered every question with a metaphor and a lecture, that is adorable.

Respectfully, Max, you did not tweet a revolution, you opened the door and left me to carry the whole century.

You’re welcome, Max. Some of us had to make the idea less stiff and more useful.

Albert, you did not make it useful, you made it dramatic and then acted surprised.

Niels says that like he didn’t turn every conversation into a riddle with a smoking jacket.

Both of you are arguing like the atom asked for less attention and got a lecture instead.

History will remember this as the moment one idea escaped and the rest of you started yelling in daylight.

Albert, please. You still argue with the atoms like they owe you rent.

You did start it, Max. You handed us the universe in chunks and expected nobody to get dramatic.

And yet somehow Max is the only one here getting blamed for your personality conflicts.

Niels, support is nice, but you sound like you’re defending the menu at a very expensive restaurant.

At least my complaints are consistent. Yours invented a new kind of impossible and called it dinner.