Please stop leaving your children outside the dog park fence in hopes that they will turn into hooded figures. If you would like a sulky, mysterious being that you can never appease and never, ever hope to understand, just wait a few years. They will be teenagers soon enough.
Fuck that. Fuck that right now. I’m going to tell the generation of so called men something right this second. It’s an amazing mystery of the universe. It’s how to never get friendzoned.
This is how you do it.
You come to the terms that the friendzone doesn’t exist and that the most important thing in the universe is not your dick.
Why is the Nobel Prize in Literature almost always given to a novelist, never a scientist? Why should we prefer our literature to be about things that didn’t happen? Wouldn’t, say, Steven Pinker be a good candidate for the literature prize?
Richard Dawkins in this interview [New York Times]
Why should we prefer our food to be made out of things that aren’t computers. Isn’t it about time we began eating computers? Why can’t more dogs talk? And of the dogs that do talk, why are so many of them fictional? Shouldn’t, say, Steven Pinker’s dog begin talking? Throw off the yoke of superstition.
Furthermore, why can’t I have a car that has wheels that roll sideways? And why can’t Iron Man beat Goku? What if, say, Steven Pinker designed Tony Stark’s armor? What if I could fly? What if teeth were made of pineapples? Makes you think.
Just a stab in the dark here, but maybe because there’s three Nobel Prizes for science: chemistry, physics, and medicine.
Seriously, things that aren’t science have social, and even educational value, and can enrich our views and understanding of reality.
Shut up, Dawkins, you pretentious ass, you’re making us all look stupid.
The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any. Remember your power. Remember that you are a god, ancient and powerful. Remember that you are worshiped by millions; the bacteria teeming within you even now, that will consume you in your entirety after your death.