Life is unexpected, as long-time residents of this lovely blue-green marble know it to be. Yes, we humans understand that there are places on earth where gravity seemingly fails, places where the laws of physics become mere echoes of themselves (read: Disneyland); places where pain turns to masochistic joy, where we guard un-gold-like treasure with the barbarity of pirates.
Yes. Pirates.
Which is fair to say, because 'Pirates' is merely missing an M and a letter-placement swap from being 'Primates'.
Which is also fair to say, because sometimes we behave like monkeys. Barbaric monkeys. And I suppose occasionally it'd be nice to see a performing Monkey dressed as a Pirate balancing on a blue-green marble.
But sometimes it's just off-putting. And so I try my hardest to not be too expectant, because I know human-monkeys will, more often than not, let you down. And you, Other Human-Monkey, will fall flat on your face and the world will laugh, because circuses must deliver sweet-and-salted pleasure, at the expense of fumbling jesters. Insert Frownie Face here.
(Unrelated Irish fact#2: The wind sounds like a cranky old man dragging around his cranky old wagon.)
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