Grigory Perelman Turns Down $1M Millennium Prize
Kleiba writes "After turning down the prestigious Field Medal in 2006 for his contributions to mathematics, the reclusive Russian mathematician Grigory Perelman announced yesterday that he is rejecting a $1 million Millennium Prize from the Clay Mathematics Institute for solving the Poincare conjecture."
Yeah, and do you know why? Because this guy believes that most advancements in science are cooperative efforts, and that recognizing individuals for merely putting the last piece in the jigsaw puzzle is intellectually dishonest: It devalues the work of everyone else who contributed.
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I was under the impression that he publicly stated why he wouldnt accept the money, and it was basically:
"If I had that money then I would feel compelled to use it to do good charitable things, but what I really want to with my life is more math and as such, that money would be a burden"
"His name was James Damore."
he's got 99 problems but the poincare conjecture aint one
Millennium. Two Ns. From Latin "mille", thousand, and "annus", year. A thousand years.
If you write it with only one N, it would be derived from mille and anus, which would be "a thousand assholes".
No. Multiple awards. Field medal first, now millennium prize.
Taxes would be a bitch. It's better to not exchange money in the first place.
A bunch of people spent several years of their lives to validate that his solution was correct. The point is that those people wouldn't have bothered unless the source of the proposed solution was credible - because there are tons of crackpots who post all sorts of theories on the internet that aren't worth spending minutes let alone years of your life trying to validate or disprove.
Narrator: Meanwhile, at the International Conference of Mathematics...
(In a oak-walled conference room, about two dozen bearded and bespeckled men gathered around a long table, cluttered with papers, a large blackboard on the wall full of figures, cross-outs and erase marks. The man at the center of the table stands from his chair and wearily proclaims:)
Conference Leader: Well, gentlemen, I fear a solution to the Riemann hypothesis eludes us once again...
(Suddenly, a masked man bursts through the conference room doors.)
All: It's the Lone Mathematician!
LM: Gentlemen, I believe this is what you're looking for! (Slaps a paper on the desk. They all look down at it, then look up astonished)
All: A solution to the Riemann hypothesis! BUT HOW!?
CL (holding up the paper): So elegant and precise, and yet so simple! You're a man of true genius!
LM: I'm merely standing on the shoulders of giants, gentlemen.
(The Lone Mathematician gracefully leaps onto a nearby windowsill and steps out. They all run to the window and look down, seeing that he has jumped onto the back of a horse in the courtyard.)
LM (riding off): Hi Ho Sliderule, Away!!
CL: Who was that masked man? I wanted to thank him...
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