My heroes have always been iconoclasts.
Not because they are necessarily correct, but because so much of contemporary science has become a religion. My heroes have all, in some way, helped to dope-slap the theology out of science and technology.
Here's a select few:
Abner Doble, Ahmed Osman, Velikovsky, Randell Mills,
Of course they're all crazy, but so was Albert for his few years in the wacko wilderness.
Kenif is a nickname foisted on me by school friends who tickled their room-temperature IQs* by mispronouncing others' names. Hence, Kenneth became Kenif, and with all the excitement of undercooked pasta, it stuck.
*That would be Fahrenheit.