(I know, guys. I broke my promise to continue the old story. It would have been boring, so... blah.)
Why?
Why not?
But why?
Well, why not?
Why, though?
Whyever not?
The abstract argument. It doesn't really mean anything. It's just... well, why?
I think we need more abstract arguments in life. Not like I'm trying to be a hippie guru or anything, but we need way less answers. If we get all the answers, we become full of ourselves. And we think it's all there for us. We might trip on the mouse that's scurrying by (ahem) you know. If we think we have all the answers, we're gullible and vulnerable to the times when we have the wrong answers. Like thin ice that looks just like the thick ice.
Don't get it? Well... maybe that's a good thing. Then you know you don't have too many answers.
Which came first, the chicken or the egg?