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1.) Words are not as precise as numbers.
While this makes life a lot more suspenseful and interesting … it leads to arguments instead of agreements.
Words Person 1: Holy shit, did you see that bird — it was diving faster than an f14!
Words Person 2: F14!? No way!
Words Person 1: I’m just saying, that sucker was diving fast!
Words Person 2: Yeah, but an f14 — that’s ridiculous. Maybe like twice the speed of a cheetah.
Words Person 1: Cheetah’s can’t fly!
Words Person 2: Still … it’s better than comparing it to an f14! I don’t think the thing was moving faster than 1500 miles per hour, you idiot!
Words Person 1: Well you are delusional! When did you ever see a Cheetah take a nose dive off of a 22 story apartment building!?
Words Person 2: Building — who said anything — 22 stories? Our apartment has 22 stories! You getting ideas!?
Math Kid: 519,213 feet per second.
Words Person 1: What did that kid say, honey?
Words Person 2: I don’t know. Is that our kid? Let’s take it up to the roof and hold it off the side until it explains itself!
Well, perhaps it’s not the words, but the ears, the mouths and the eyes (can you make out this yellar word?) which cause the trouble. At least, in the silly little world depicted above. Written above. Explained above? At least … that’s the way it sounds when you, when we listen to, or read these two characters, which I … wrote for you to enjoy, purely for amusement purposes.
Oh yeah … which one did you think was the mommy and which one was the daddy?
Math is logical.
All the other stuff doesn’t make sense.
It’s sophisticated grunting.
Neither were mommy or daddy. No matter they don’t understand the kid, every parent knows which pain in the ass belongs to them. Getting them to admit it may be difficult in public, but that doesn’t seem to be the case. I think it’s a gay couple, they both talk sort of like men. F14 mach 2.2 = 1674.65551 mph. They way they talk to each other they definitely sound married, so up until recently you’d only have a few places in the country to choose from for location with 20+ story buildings.
I think it’s probably Toronto … no, no … Istanbul … no, shit, then they be speaking Turkish … It’s New York. It’s gotta be New York.
Gay Couple? Good guess … but, nope, they were Enlil and Enki … gods from Sumerian mythology … which I just totally proved is a crock of shit with some truth to it. The truth being: they are real. The crock of shit being: everything else in the stories.
Oh great, now I have to look up Sumerian gods after dinner tonight!! A gay couple would have been so much easier.
No … you don’t. No, you don’t. Don’t do it to yourself! It’s all random! For God’s sake — don’t try and make sense of it!!!!!!
His concerns about hell are valid.
Thanks for sharing.
I’m surrounded by a semipermeable wall that permits all words in but is very strict when it comes to numbers.
Thank you for helping illustrate the point which I intentionally failed to make.
(or … am I just as capricious and random as it seems … holy shit! the suspense. The suspense! If only I were self-aware enough to know where I was going with it! Bits! 4, 5, 6! Kibble! Ooh, what’s next … 7?? Dog food??)
I’m glad you replied like that because i was a little, no, a lot lost with that post. Being lost isn’t so bad, just nice to know the author was lost too… more fun that way
It was a very basic, immature exercise. Highlight the imprecision of words …
But, you really unintentionally highlighted my intention …
Which was to make it occur to someone that they aren’t good with numbers. Admittedly, I was hoping that the seed got planted in someone a little less … skeptical … that they might bury that seed of truth … and that it might bloom while some whack job is rattling off some numbers to support some ridiculous claim … that they might say to themselves “I’m not good with numbers. Perhaps, I shouldn’t be so quick to accept that.”
I leave it to you to go write a post that makes sense …
Here, we are confused and idealistic …
Thanks for the mention!
I think it’s not words that don’t make sense. It’s the people using them.
I have an annoying question.
Why are there no “reply” links in the comment modules of this blog?
You know, those things that let you reply to a specific comment, which in turn lets the commenter know they’re getting a reply and lets other readers/commenters follow the discussion?
Or is it just an intentional wrench thrown in by the monkey to emphasise the irrelevance of it all?
I was getting annoyed at how the threads start to shrink as people continue to comment … if you know how to avoid the shrinking threads and keep the replies, please tell me.
I’m pretty sure it depends upon the theme chosen. In order to change it in a given theme I think you’d have to buy some sort of upgrade that allows you to customise the CSS, which I take it stands for “cascading style sheets. Whatever that means, it’s above my pay grade.
Oh boy … that was an easy fix. I allowed 3 deep. It’s hard to notice everything in a vacuum.