Why does the blacksmith get to be the sane one? What's so special about the blacksmith? Or maybe, in some Socratic way, we who claim to be idiots are truly wise because we know ourselves as idiots. The blacksmith, then, becomes a true idiot. Of course, no offense, Benji. I'm just saying that you are a senseless half-wit who holds less meaning than a tick. You smell bad, too. It's not personal, I just don't like you for who you are as a person. Also, late March I'll visit you up in Bellingham. We need to brainstorm over Skype for an arrival time and date.
And sorry, we can't all just be idiots. Some of us are more idiots than others of us. It's just like in Highlander. Eventually, there can be only one idiot. Except we don't have swords. If only we had a better blacksmith who could clear these errors up . . . Yup . . . If only . . . |