Armand might like a video game, if he could condescend to touching the apparatus. Or perhaps it would seem ordinary. Following road rules in GTA when he could, at any moment, do whatever he wanted instead. Giving the Sims a perfect little life instead of drowning them in a pool. He is, of course, not thinking of this when Daniel asks his question—
But when he does consider the human being, there is something of a game to it. To allow their inner worlds to matter for the chance of a darkly funny debate.
"Suppose they're an infection to the conversation," he says. Gamely. "Not adamant in their convictions, not attempting to discredit you or criticise your work in some way that demonstrates thought and care. They're only interested in rendering inert any interesting question that could be raised, in belittling the curiousity of others. Entropic ignorance."
A steady stream of life around them. Thoughts, ordinary, repetitive, brushing against their minds. Nothing wrong in ordinary repetition. It's like watching a river. "You could imagine that their incurious nature as something that dulls all they touch, not just your book."
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But when he does consider the human being, there is something of a game to it. To allow their inner worlds to matter for the chance of a darkly funny debate.
"Suppose they're an infection to the conversation," he says. Gamely. "Not adamant in their convictions, not attempting to discredit you or criticise your work in some way that demonstrates thought and care. They're only interested in rendering inert any interesting question that could be raised, in belittling the curiousity of others. Entropic ignorance."
A steady stream of life around them. Thoughts, ordinary, repetitive, brushing against their minds. Nothing wrong in ordinary repetition. It's like watching a river. "You could imagine that their incurious nature as something that dulls all they touch, not just your book."