I DIDN’T KNOW HAPPINESS BEFORE THIS VIDEO
There’s a really obvious joke I could make here.
Should I? Nah, it’d look bad on me. Then again, doesn’t everything I do or say have that effect? Maybe. But what if no-one else has done it? What if I’m the first to capitalise on it? That’d be pretty cool. But surely with the number of notes this thing has, that’s never going to happen, right? Hmm. But if I don’t make the joke and just reblog it, that’ll make me look dumb and unfunny to my followers. But is being funny the point? Isn’t making people laugh the first thing you’re meant to do? Would people even care about what you prioritise? Probably not. There’s a good chance they’ll be too busy laughing at your joke. Well, there’s always that one tiny minority that won’t find it funny because it isn’t trendy or they claim to be ‘jaded’ of that particular joke when in actual fact they just saw a few variations of it on Reddit and declared it a ‘dead meme’ or whatever that’s supposed to mean. How can non-genetic information be ‘dead’ anyway? Surely if it was dead it’d cease to exist, right? Or is that not how information works? Well, information only exists in our minds, but if no mind contains that specific piece of information, surely it no longer exists? Perhaps there’s a sentient being watching over us, gathering and collecting all knowledge in the Universe to keep it safe and secure for future generations? Probably not. Why would something that omniscient waste its time with us of all things? With that kind of power, I’d likely use it to store useless trivia about pop artists and fringe sciences. But I know I’m not the only one who’d do that. There’s a lot to be said for storing information that at first seems pointless. People pay those quizmasters on TV quite a lot of money, especially if they’re undiscovered ones. And we can all appreciate the value in useless information if we’ve ever participated in a pub quiz. Those are always good fun. Not the kind of thing I’d recommend to a know-it-all. It might dent their ego. But we all have those, right? At least according to that Freud person. Then again, doesn’t everyone agree he was a sex-addled drug fiend who talked out of his arse? Yeah right, as if an Oedipus complex is an actual thing. Stupid psychologists and their pipe-dreams.
Winter is coming.
Yep, you scrolled past all of that just for a lame reference. You’re welcome.