I will be the President of Atlantis

I recall a tale from ancient China, where two distinct nations existed. In one, a man was hailed as the smartest alive, a minister whose intellect was unrivaled. His reputation preceded him as he journeyed to the neighboring country, determined to flaunt his brilliance. In the other land, lacking a minister of comparable wit, they resorted to an unconventional strategy. They chose their least intelligent and illiterate minister to confront this intellectual titan.

Imagine this scene: the smart minister, brimming with confidence, delivers a cascade of complex ideas and arguments. In stark contrast, the simple minister merely stands there, a serene smile playing on his lips, uttering nothing but the word "yes." It's akin to striking at thin air, futile and without consequence.

Even the smart minister had no pride in claiming victory against the illiterate minister.