Once, when I was young, my Dad told me about Buckminster Fuller.  He seemed larger-than-life ... a super genius.  The more I learn about Bucky, the less that opinion changes.  He *is* a larger-than-life-super-genius.  I love a lot of his quotes.  This one has me thinking recently:

Very frequently I hear or read of my artifacts adjudged by critics as being "failures," because I did not get them into mass-production and "make money with them." Such "money making as criteria of success" critics do not realize that money-making was never my goal. I learned very early and painfully that you have to decide at the outset whether you are trying to make money or to make sense, as they are mutually exclusive. I saw that nature has various categories of unique gestation lags between conception of something and its birth. In humans, conception to birth is nine months. In electronics, it is two years between inventive conception and industrialized production. In aeronautics, it is five years between invention and operating use. In automobiles, it is ten years between conception and mass-production. In railroading, the gestation is fifteen years. In big-city skyscraper construction, the gestational lag is twenty-five years. For instance, it was twenty-five years between the accidental falling of a steel bar into fresh cement and the practical use of steel-reinforced concrete in major buildings. Dependent on the size and situation, the period of gestation in the single-family residences varies between fifty and seventy-five years.

I prefer to make sense.  I am doomed.

[photo taken 7/20/2007 in New York]