Orson: The report, Mork. Mork: This week I discovered a terrible disease called loneliness. Orson: Do many people on Earth suffer from this disease? Mork: Oh yes sir, and how they suffer. One man I know suffers so much he has to take a medication called bourbon, even that doesnt help very much because then he can hear paint dry. Orson: Does bed rest help? Mork: No because Ive heard that sleeping alone is part of the problem. You see, Orson, loneliness is a disease of the spirit. People who have it think that no one cares about them. Orson: Do you have any idea why? Mork: Yes sir you can count on me. You see, when children are young, theyre told not to talk to strangers. When they go to school, theyre told not to talk to the person next to them. Finally when theyre very old, theyre told not to talk to themselves, whos left? Orson: Are you saying Earthlings make each other lonely? Mork: No sir Im saying just the opposite. They make themeslves lonely, theyre so busy looking out for number one that theres not enough room for two. Orson: Its too bad everybody down there cant get together and find a cure. Mork: Heres the paradox sir because if they did get together, they wouldnt need one. Isnt that zen like?
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 01:47:35 +0000
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