THE PEACH PIT GOES TO HELL
Like any authoritative document balancing
on the plebisite of nothing, those who don't
know and those who don't know they don't
know what it is they don't know are seen as
quite different from those who know. Or,
at least know that they know what they know.
(All this is so difficult too say, to put into
words). Each word after all must mean
something. I'm waving my handkerchief,
yes, but not doing my best Peter Handke.
Now, isn't that a dainty dish to put
before the King?
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