Yes, my friend – you are probably at this very moment agreeing with me definitively and categorically. You are undoubtedly nodding to yourself earnestly and talking to yourself, you are undoubtedly saying, “Yes, yes, yes – he’s right, he’s right, he’s very right, he’s always very right!” You couldn’t be in more agreement, obviously – by God you couldn’t.
Yes, you’re probably agreeing with me for sure – why wouldn’t you? You’re probably agreeing with me right now, at this very moment, and I think you’re right to do so. I agree not only with your right to agree with me, but with the fact that you did so. “By Jesus he’s right”, you’re probably saying to yourself, “he’s right on the money there and no mistake…”
Agreements are a great thing after all, a very great thing altogether. Agreement does away with the need for unpleasantness, it does away with the need for any sort of cognitive dissonance. Keep it positive, keep it light. Be buoyant in yourself. I think we all feel that way. I think we all see the sense in that – unpleasantness is so very unpleasant, wouldn’t you say? Unpleasantness can be so very unpleasant and that’s not really what anyone wants. Indeed it isn’t. By God it isn’t. We’d run a mile, so we would. We’d run a mile and who could blame us? I for one certainly wouldn’t blame you – I’d be there too. I’d be running for all I’m worth, right by your side. Running like a total maniac. I’d probably leave you behind so I would – I’d be that desperate to get away from all the unpleasantness. All that nasty business.
We are the Simulation Dwellers, you see. We swim like fish in the Toxic Safety of our very own Simulation, our very own Special Unspoken Agreement – which is an agreement that is so tight that none of us are ever going to be able to get out of it. Even the best lawyer in the land couldn’t get you out of it. That’s very important to understand, so very important, more important than you could ever possibly imagine, in fact. But we mustn’t talk about that now, of course. A word to the wise. A nod to the cognoscenti. You know the sort of thing I’m talking about here. Not that anyone will ever admit it, of course. Never a word, my friends, never a word. We are the Simulation Dwellers, you see – we dwell in the buttoned-down world of our own unspoken agreements. Oh yes – we dwell there for sure. In the jolly old simulation. Damn right we dwell there! How could anyone be so stupid as to deny it – answer me that if you can. And yet we do. Deny it, that is. We deny it as a matter of course. We deny it in every waking moment of the day – there’s never a time that we don’t deny it…
We’re in for the long haul you see; we’re playing the Long Game. We’ll deny it for as long as there’s breath in our body to do so. We’ll deny it until our teeth fall out and our hair goes grey. Grey, thin and wispy. We’ll deny it up to the very last minute. That’s how we play the long game, you see – you have to keep up the pretence until the very last minute. The very last. That’s how you win. They can’t catch you out then – you’ll get one over them. You’ll have got away with it then and there’s sod all they can do about it. That gives you the last laugh. You can give them the finger at that point and there’s absolutely nothing they can do.
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