Bathroom Monologue: So Much Moral Ox Feces

The Lenati knew everything. They had measured, weighed and calculated every ounce of the galaxy (and keeping ounces instead of metric was a heck of a struggle). They knew the factors increasing likelihood of abiogenesis down to a single atom of silicon on a planet, how fast light traveled when it was in a hurry, and what time it was on the sun.

Then some punk in freshman philosophy asked the least academically popular question (and most web-search popular question) of the hecallenium: “If all perception is subjective and all science is based on perception validated through further perception, how do we call anything objective?”

This wouldn’t have been such a big deal if, just at that moment, the sun hadn’t gone out.

Philosophy began about two minutes later.