Sunday, November 18, 2012

Logic: the Pursuit of My Mother's Intellect

The other day Mother and I were talking. She said "Carson, I want you to rake the leaves."
I said, "can't I use the leaf blower?" "No." "Why not?" "Cause I said so." It went on this way for a while until finally we came to the heart of the matter and the perfect, simple, logical truth: I was unable to stop her because she can do whatever she wanted to me. This seems perfectly reasonable to me, I mean what kind of kid should be allowed to point out flaws in seemingly perfect logic? Silly of me to think that I had some kind of what might be decribed as intelligence wasn't it? In truth she had the most logical and simple plan of all: systematic depreciation of others intellect. Flawless logic I tell you. The kind that works against even the smartest six-year-olds. You know she's sitting over my sholder right now. Even as I write this.

The funny thing is she can't decide if I am being sarcastic. She has such inelegance yet can't decide if she is being outwitted by a 16 year old. 

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