Somewhere it is written that in 1904, i.e. less than three years after that, from the Poldhu station, Guglielmo Marconi to send the first ever radio signal in Morse code, Nikola Tesla started one of those dramatic fights that I suppose could be filmed with Adrien Brody of the protagonist.
The story, as told, has everything to fill a couple of trailers, at least. In 1909, Marconi won the Nobel Prize for Physics thanks to this achievement. In 1943, that is, 34 years later, Tesla died without much glory and, we suppose, with a great deal of grief. A few months later, the US Supreme Court handed down a judgement which, depending on how you look at it, was to corroborate that the Italian enjoyed for too many decades the misleading recognition as the undoubted father of the invention.. And today some argue that this honour should have gone to Tesla from the start.
Anyway, it's anyone's guess. What is undeniable is that in the 21st century the hapless Serbian inventor has named half of the world's taxis after him. And also that the controversy is not over. Rivers of ink are still flowing. There are still rivers of ink flowing about it, and some (we don't know which ones) are being hotly debated at dinner tables. And the most circumspect minds are immersed in the most profound digressions, without finding anything even resembling a satisfactory answer. Who is more the father of an idea, the one who thinks it or the one who executes it? What does it mean to execute it well?
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