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In A Bunch

“Intuition is the journey from A to Z without stopping at any other letter along the way. It is knowing without knowing why.”

“Do right by him, he’s a good guy. I wouldn’t be inside if it wasn’t for him.”
“No. No. Long Beach Mike is not your f@cking amigo, man. Long Beach Mike is a f@cking scumbag. He’s selling out his amigos. That’s what kind of a nice guy he f@cking is, alright?”

“Gradually trees became fewer, smaller, and less important. By the time the last fruit-bearing adult palm tree was cut, palms had long since ceased to be of economic significance. That left only smaller and smaller palm saplings to clear each year, along with other bushes and treelets. No one would have noticed the felling of the last small palm.”

“The new scientific truth does not triumph by convincing its opponents and making them see the light, but rather because its opponents eventually die, and a new generation grows up that is familiar with it.”

Deep Puppy Thoughts (Part 207)

Existence Vs. Non-Existence Of God?

That’s a Psych 101 Debate.

That’s someone who knows algebra sitting in a classroom of people learning addition and subtraction, and basking in their “superior” intellect.

That’s Khan mocking Kirk, taking the time to revel in how his “superior” intellect enabled him to escape Kirk’s initial victory – when in fact it was blind luck – and it was his “superior” arrogance that led to him losing to Kirk when any barely-adequate commander should have won with ease.

I mean, all you have to do in arguing against the existence of God is sit there and wait for positive evidence. You don’t have to produce ANY of your own; just sit there and pick apart the TINIEST flaw in any positive argument. Wow…brilliant.

Want to actually stretch your intellect, strive for new knowledge, for wisdom?

It’s called “philosophy”. Try it sometime.

Deep Puppy Thoughts (Part 206)

“How did you know?
How did you know, Mr. Poole?
It’s true, of course.
I was thinking of filling my briefcase with the bank’s money.
Yes.
It’s a little dream of mine.
Have you ever had a dream, Mr. Poole? I have.
I don’t always plan on Bermuda though.
Sometimes, it’s Siam, Fiji…
Beautiful, exotic places where there are no books to keep.
Where I’m not a little man with no future and no past.
Yes, Mr. Poole, yes.
But I’ll never go through with it.
You know why? I’ve lived with it too long.
I’m old and set in my ways.
And besides, Mr. Poole, I guess I’m a coward.

“Don’t laugh at me!”
“I’m not laughing, Mr. Fortune. You’re not funny anymore.”

Thank you, good character-actor guy.