Heard the interview while driving in my car. It was great radio and a nice conversation so time went fast and I was at my destination in no time. I really believe in radio as a medium next to all the “new” media.
Thanks Diederik and Henk. If the subject is interesting I am always amazed at how fast time flies by. here is a funny anecdote of Einstein trying to explain relativity:
EINSTEIN was asked by his hostess at a social gathering to explain his theory of relativity. Said the great mathematician,
“Madam, I was once walking in the country on a hot day with a blind friend, and said that I would like a drink of milk.”
“Milk?” said my friend, “Drink I know; but what is milk?”
“A white liquid,” I replied.
“Liquid I know; but what is white?”
“The colour of a swan’s feathers.”
“Feathers I know; what is a swan?”
“A bird with a crooked neck.”
“Neck I know; but what is this crooked?”
“Thereupon I lost patience. I seized his arm and straightened it. “That’s straight,” I said; and then I bent it at the elbow. “That’s crooked.”
“Ah!” said the blind man, “Now I know what you mean by milk!”
The Internet Entrepreneur
You are visiting the blog of Boris Veldhuijzen van Zanten. I am a Serial Internet Entrepreneur and I write about my projects, my theories about innovation and entrepreneurship and sometimes about my life in general.
I frequently speak at conferences and events about innovation and entrepreneurship.
Het was een leuk en informatief halfuurtje radio.
Nogmaals bedankt.
groeten,
Henk Samplonius
presentator BNR Nieuwsradio
Heard the interview while driving in my car. It was great radio and a nice conversation so time went fast and I was at my destination in no time. I really believe in radio as a medium next to all the “new” media.
Thanks Diederik and Henk. If the subject is interesting I am always amazed at how fast time flies by. here is a funny anecdote of Einstein trying to explain relativity:
EINSTEIN was asked by his hostess at a social gathering to explain his theory of relativity. Said the great mathematician,
“Madam, I was once walking in the country on a hot day with a blind friend, and said that I would like a drink of milk.”
“Milk?” said my friend, “Drink I know; but what is milk?”
“A white liquid,” I replied.
“Liquid I know; but what is white?”
“The colour of a swan’s feathers.”
“Feathers I know; what is a swan?”
“A bird with a crooked neck.”
“Neck I know; but what is this crooked?”
“Thereupon I lost patience. I seized his arm and straightened it. “That’s straight,” I said; and then I bent it at the elbow. “That’s crooked.”
“Ah!” said the blind man, “Now I know what you mean by milk!”