Eliezer: I ask it in all seriousness—is there any aspect of human existence as complicated as romance? Think twice before you say, “Well, it doesn’t seem all that complicated to me; now calculus, on the other hand, that’s complicated.”
Wait...have people indicated to you they believe otherwise—that they would actually say that and need to think twice? People not in a coma? Or haven’t comedy clubs and chick flicks done their job and taught the apparently perpetually unattached who have never experienced a relationship about the irrational complexity of romantic relationships? (I am serious.)
Eliezer: That strikes me as kind of sad.
Curious. Why the attachment to the way things are? Isn’t that a bit like being sad because living beings no longer reproduce by fissioning in half?
Eliezer: I ask it in all seriousness—is there any aspect of human existence as complicated as romance? Think twice before you say, “Well, it doesn’t seem all that complicated to me; now calculus, on the other hand, that’s complicated.”
Wait...have people indicated to you they believe otherwise—that they would actually say that and need to think twice? People not in a coma? Or haven’t comedy clubs and chick flicks done their job and taught the apparently perpetually unattached who have never experienced a relationship about the irrational complexity of romantic relationships? (I am serious.)
Eliezer: That strikes me as kind of sad.
Curious. Why the attachment to the way things are? Isn’t that a bit like being sad because living beings no longer reproduce by fissioning in half?