This is a funny read from times and seasons.
Onymous: I’d rather have a false, good hot dog than a true, mediocre one. Besides, I still don’t see why there can’t be a true, good hot dog.
Pluribus: And I’d rather be right than wrong.
Onymous: I guess I just don’t see the value in the “truth” of the hot dog
Pluribus: Onymous, don’t you remember your confusion back in the food court? You had so many choices, and no clear way to decide. You had no objective standard to determine which decision was right. Look back at all those people there. They wander from hot dog stand to hot dog stand. Once you’ve discovered the truth, the confusion is gone. The standard is clear. Your lunch hour becomes stress free, because you don’t have to keep re-asking the same question every day.
Onymous: Pluribus, you exhaust me. I need to sit down and rest.
Pluribus: And I’d rather be right than wrong.
Onymous: I guess I just don’t see the value in the “truth” of the hot dog
Pluribus: Onymous, don’t you remember your confusion back in the food court? You had so many choices, and no clear way to decide. You had no objective standard to determine which decision was right. Look back at all those people there. They wander from hot dog stand to hot dog stand. Once you’ve discovered the truth, the confusion is gone. The standard is clear. Your lunch hour becomes stress free, because you don’t have to keep re-asking the same question every day.
Onymous: Pluribus, you exhaust me. I need to sit down and rest.
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