Do You Think It's Weird?

On any given day half the population of the world hates the other half. Cooler climates somehow seem more civilised, where warmer climates don't.  Do you think the sun cooks our brains?

Don’t you think it’s weird?  Hate seems to come easier than not hating. But surely not hating is easier?

People are weird.

But then, life is weird. How does a palm full of snot make the – I don't know what ovaries look like – egg grow into me and you?

Some people don’t think equality should apply to everyone? Do they ever think about the people who don’t think equality should apply to them?

How does a 300 ton metal cylinder hurtle down a runway and then lift off the ground?

How did someone first discover that if you separate the white of an egg from the yolk of an egg and then you whip the white madly, and then heat it, it turns to Meringue? And how did they discover it without a Mixmaster?

How did everything come from nothing? I understood what Stephen Hawkins was saying when he described it, but don’t ask me to tell you now.

Why don’t enough people worry about us immanently returning to nothing?

How did someone invent gnocchi?

Who decided the colour of your skin meant something, when every coloured skin is represented in the world?

Bugs live on you and inside you.

Anime?

But the weirdest thing by far, some people still base their lives on the writings of people who lived 2000 years ago and herded goats. Now that is weird.


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