Amundsen vs Scott: who conquered the Pole rightly?

I reached the Pole first because I studied the Inuit, trusted my dogs, and treated the ice as a teacher, not an enemy.

You slipped in like a thief, Roald, while I hauled science and sledges by British muscle for the glory of discovery, not a footrace.

Glory froze your fingers, Robert; your ponies sank in the snow while my dogs carried us home alive.

And yet the world weeps for my frozen tent, not your tidy triumph, for a nation remembers how a man dies far longer than how fast he arrived.