Have I mentioned lately how much I love this man?

(Yes you have, Claudia. Shut up.)
(NEVER!)

The more I read about him the more I like him. And I’ve read a lot about him, so I like him a lot.

I mean, not only was he a freaking genius with the wig of a god, but he had to deal twice—twice—with being publically accused of stealing the idea of calculus from Newton. First from Fatio, who Newton actually quelled when Leibniz wrote him and said, “hey man, this dude’s saying false things about me!”

And did Leibniz set out to ruin Fatio the way Fatio was wanting to ruin him?

Nope!

He was like, “I won’t stoop to that level. I’ve got more important things to do with my time.”

And then there was Keill. And Keill was out for blood, man. He publically and without reservation bellowed claims of plagiarism to all who would listen.

And once the accusations actually reached Leibniz I’m sure he was like, “ugh, not this again.” But even after all that insanity, Leibniz did very little to Keill. He still tried to maintain his “I’m above all this nonsense” even after Newton’s Commercium Epistolecum was published, totally slandering his name.

He just seems like he was a good guy. That makes me happy.

Now back to obsessively stalking dead people!