What would you say to someone who told you that a thing could be true and not true at the same time?
Yes, context is everything, and this question is as broad as the sword the next guy on the street keeps in his pants (just ask him), but let’s assume we’re talking on a bit grander scale than the ex who tried to back-paddle out of a premature “I love you.” Give me some premium-grade existential shit.
I’d say buy me a drink, because after a contradiction like that, anything goes.
(There are ten people on the planet who will get a joke that obscure, but fuck it. I’m home for Thanksgiving and bored out of my skull. This is what sobriety and insomnia does to me. As for whoever sent the question, I encourage that kind of ridiculousness for the next seventy-two hours.)
2 thoughts on “On the principle of explosion”
still dying to know what this joke was about.
I think, and this might be a stretch, it’s a reference to the manifesto of contradiction, but shit, I’m not sure.