All of this reminds me of the Great Bikini Bottom schism that rocked the dedicated and true followers of the Words of Stephen Hillenburg.
It was long foretold that a Sponge would one day be sent to our world by the Great Hillenburg, and would found the greatest cartoon show of our age - and lo it came to pass that The Divine Squarepants did descend to Bikini Bottom, and thus was Spongebob Squarepants born.
Worshipers flocked unto the Yellow One with the Right Angles, and the Cartoon became a hit. And a HIT was the Word and the Word was HIT. And the worshipers of Spongebob did chant the Word.
But it was not long before his worshipers in France did begin to chant after the Word HIT, the Word BULLES with reverence to the many bubbles which rose around the Great Fry Chef.
And soon, the two factions of the worshipers of Hillenburg fought devastating and protracted wars, with spatulas and ketchup bottles, vying for supremacy in the great schism.
Eventually, after centuries of conflict, the forces of French Spongebobism triumphed, and the Great Treatise of La Tour Eiffel was settled, confirming that ever after, the true worship of Hillenburg would not only include reference to the bubbles, but also that the Words would be uttered in the correct order: BULLES HIT
Could there be any greater conceit, than for someone to believe that the universe has to be simple enough for them to be able to understand it ?