So I was outside Richard Dawkins house in the middle of the night and attempting to get his attention by holding the intercom button down. Finally his voice came through.
"Yes...who is it?"
"My name is Jacob." I replied, somehow inexplicably indignant that he did not recognize my voice.
"Who? what do you want?"
"I have something very important to tell you."
"Go away. How did you find my house?"
"By chance."
