I am thankful that geniuses and artists and good people, no

The words of Elayne Boosler, “I am thankful that geniuses and artists and good people, no matter how hard it is, will eventually be recognized. I am doubly thankful that also goes for idiots,” are both witty and profound, carrying the edge of satire while bearing the weight of truth. In them, she captures a universal reality: that recognition, whether of brilliance or folly, cannot be hidden forever. Time, like a great revealer, lifts both the noble and the foolish into the light. Her tone is playful, yet beneath it lies a teaching as old as history — that justice, in its own strange way, finds its voice.

To give thanks that geniuses and artists and good people will eventually be recognized is to affirm the patience of truth. Many of the greatest minds of history lived in obscurity, mocked or dismissed in their time. Socrates was condemned, Galileo silenced, Van Gogh died in poverty. Yet the ages later crowned them with honor. What Boosler reminds us of, with her sharp humor, is that time has a way of correcting the blindness of the present. No matter how hard it may seem, true brilliance and true goodness cannot remain buried. Recognition, though delayed, arrives like the dawn after a long night.

But her wit sharpens in the second half of the quote: she is “doubly thankful” that the same fate awaits idiots. Here, satire becomes wisdom. Just as time exposes genius, it also exposes folly. Leaders who once seemed invincible are revealed as tyrants. Movements born in ignorance collapse under the weight of their own contradictions. The ancients knew this well. Consider Nero, who proclaimed himself a great artist and emperor. For a time, fear kept his name aloft, but in the end, history remembered him not as a god but as a fool who played the lyre while Rome burned. Recognition comes, whether as glory or as shame.

Her words remind us of the impartial nature of