Plinth

Geniuses aren't normal. That is NOT to say I'm a genius, mostly because everybody has their own opinion as to what a genius must be, but all that is beside the point for the time being. For the time-being, you need to find food and shelter. After you accomplish that, you might look up and/or down and wonder about the universe around you. In the event that this occurs, I have crafted this book with the utmost care that coffee can instill within me. Unfortunately, the first thing I do in this book is point out that Einstein wasn't always right. (BTW, I still think Einstein is a genius and I enjoy chasing his legacy.) Then I move onto some stuff about how the universe is arranged like a battery such that you and I can exist for the briefest of moments. And after all that, I call Earth a dirty whore and give it a black eye. So if this is something you feel might enrich your infinitesimal existence within this thing we call a universe, then please enjoy my view of how Earth stands upon the pedestal of structure inherent in Planets and Particles.