I went swimming the other day to think about things, and made the most astonishing discovery. I'd let myself drift out to sea and found, by nearly falling over the rim, that the world is, in fact, flat.
I swam for home as hard as I could and took my discovery to the University as soon as I got there.
"Oh dear," The Professor of Geology sighed, politely ignoring the briny puddle I'd made of his new carpet. "You really shouldn't have bothered. We've known that for ages."
"But we"ve been told the world is round! Why doesn't anyone else know?" I cried, pulling a hermit crab from my salt-encrusted ear.
"Well, that's because people only want to hear about things that are Exciting, or Sensational, like meteorites, or Rock Stars. Everything else just tells them you're a quack."
"How is the world being flat less exciting than being round?" I demanded, shifting to a dry spot on the plush red carpet.
"That is possibly because it is shaped like a meteorite when it's round, although