Good heavens me! What an extraordinarily interesting article, a real feather ruffler if you ask me. I've always contended that there is no such thing as truly original thought, only complex amalgamations of stimuli - there are no "flashes in the pan," so to speak, only haphazardly arranged piles of nonsense which spontaneously combust, and produce such visionary ideas as the toaster oven or the baffling shade of green/yellow used to color tennis balls. I'm not entirely sure whether I'm right, as I only skimmed the article, but something tells me I know more than these crackpot/loose cannon scientists.