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0387– 2167/07/07/11:40- LC’s apartment, living room
LC: There, that was twenty.
Doc: You sped up.
LC: Fuck you, I’m calm as balls, especially since I remembered that Mezzer Twofeather only asked us to propose a falsifiable experiment on epistemology, not perform the experiment, so that assignment is actually done and dusted.
LC: What we need now is for you two to sort your shit out.
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Zoa: ...Us?
LC: Yes. You can both call it “simulating aggression” all you want, but at a base level, angry eyebrows or not, you’re clearly working at cross purposes.
LC: I’m the user. Tell me what’s up. Dump me some data. Let me tech support you.
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Doc: Very well… I suppose the short version is that while Zoa and I are both, in theory, motivated by your best interests…
Zoa: We’re literally required to be!
Doc: ...we disagree on what those best interests are, possibly because I have those best interests as my primary raison d’être, whereas Zoa only prioritizes you as a means to an end.
Zoa: Hey, now! “Only” is a bit harsh...
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Doc: Oh, and also, we both agree that it’s unlikely that you’ll successfully ride out this philosophy class and we should therefore be focusing on your imminent move to CRGC housing, not on this farce of an epistemology assignment.
Zoa: Yeah, but we’re both stymied by your whole “human autonomy” and “freedom to make your own choices as long as they’re not actually illegal or overtly self-destructive” thing. It’s really inconvenient.
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