Language is a tool. Or so they say. They include great scholars of living and equally great mourners of dead. They might be mutually exclusive but there is no reason for this might be to be true and they being the same, simply two sides of coin or even two colors mixed together making them something new, grand, alien, supernaturally human or ungodly deities. Whatever… we all are absolutely equal from basic constituents of our body parts to uniquely diversified needs of ultimate death.
Some bozo’s sitting at the top of caved in mountains (strictly speaking, they sit right next to beggars of pot holed pavements. But beggars got dignity of leaving all their self behind and begging. Bozo’s beg, hiding in undergarments of their 2 year old children), scratched their heads at above observation of equality and like they usually do whenever required to use brains came to conclusion by the game of loudest voice wins. Winner proposed one rule.
The first rule of Absurdia:
“All shengdanas were born equal and would die an equal death.”
This way shengdanas of this great republic don’t really matter but some obscure quantity, a number thrown at each other. E.g. yearly production of Shengdana is xyz 000 metric ton.
I wonder, how this many shengdanas stand still till they are weighed and used for such dirty purpose?
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