Every year when the MacArthur fellowships are announced, I go to the list to see who I have to hate. Who do I have to hate? Anyone born after 1975. Fortunately, there aren't any this year, and there are only four who I have to resent (1970 or later).
I can't imagine what I would ever do that would make me worthy of a genius grant. I'm not sure writing mildly amusing stories about science is quite good enough.