I spent most of the weekend in an 8×6 inch bubble and I never once burst out/bust a move? That whole thing about no man being an island has always made as much sense as a Taylor Swift love song.
So I put my faith in the man and googlebot (sadly at 1am last night) and discovered those wise words date back to the 17th century.
Back when life expectancy was a whopping 36, and women were publicly flogged for unspeakable crimes..
Taking part in politics and such.