A nihilist,
a misanthrope
and a paranoid solipsist walk into a bar. The nihilist
says to the misanthrope, "Cheer up!
These people you hate are meaningless.
Yes, even me." The misanthrope replies
"Ah, if you only knew.
The hatred gives them meaning." The paranoid solipsist says,
"Will you two
shut up? Since
I first imagined you
you have persecuted me! It is like
some bad joke." "There is no joke,"
rumbled the determinist bartender,
with an edge of regret. "Only each of us,
playing out our inevitable nature
against a backdrop of convincingly
illusory free will. Now,"
he brightened, serving the paranoid solipsist's drink,
"What will your hallucinations have?"
No comments:
Post a Comment