Many years ago, a bishop from the east coast of the United States of America visited a small religious college on the west coast. He was settled in the house of the college president, a progressive young man, professor of physical and chemical sciences.
One day the president invited members of the department to dine with the bishop so that they could enjoy the company of a wise, experienced man. After lunch, the conversation touched on the Golden Age of humanity. The bishop said that it would come very soon. As evidence, he cited the fact that everything in nature has already been studied and all possible discoveries have been made.
The President politely objected. In his opinion, humanity, on the contrary, stood on the threshold of the greatest discoveries. The bishop asked the president to name at least one. The President replied that, according to his calculations, within the next fifty years people will learn to fly.
This made the bishop laugh greatly.
“Nonsense, my dear,” he exclaimed, “if God wanted us to fly, he would give us wings.” The sky was given over only to birds and angels.
The bishop's last name was Wright. He had two sons. One was named Orville, and the other Wilbur - they were the ones who invented the first airplane.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru