& Epigraph: Whom Nature hadn’t dealt the best of cards...
& In fact, they hadn’t been dealt any cards at all. Yet, like everyone else — they would dream of achieving great things — as well as lesser great things. About surviving — and, in time, passing on life.
& Elias: I’m on a date... again. She sure is hot. She’s got wheels.
& Gabriel: It’s not good to be excluded.
Elias: Well, many great thinkers have been. Copernicus, Tesla, Spinoza... Kepler, Darwin. I’ve had my run-ins with the faculty. Darwin, that loser. What a moron. You like him too now, do you?
Gabriel: Darwin was no moron.
Elias: Yes. His idea was a stroke of luck. He might as well have spent 15 years proving a thesis that didn’t stick. Then how great would you think he was? It was pure luck, stumbling upon the species thing. Exactly like Einstein struck luck with the theory of relativity.
Gabriel: Einstein received the Nobel Prize in Physics, Elias.
Elias: In 1921, the lamest year in Physics! They’re all fools, but you’re too gullible to see it.
& Gabriel: We’re all searching for answers. That’s what we’re all trying.
Franz: Who’s trying what?
Gabriel: We’re all trying to find meaning.
Franz: The meaning of what?
Gabriel: Of everything. Of life, you know? Who are we, and where we come from. Those kind of questions.
Franz: Who wants that again? God?
Gabriel: God? No, us human beings. All of us. You and me.
Franz: That doesn’t seem very well contemplated. You should write a book about cheese.
Gabriel: About cheese?
& Josef: Abraham’s undiagnosed schizophrenia makes the voices in his head worsen. As he still hasn’t sought psychiatric help nor started on antipsychotics the hallucinatory voices order him to climb a mountain in Moriah-land, slaughter his own son, Isaac, and subsequently burn him. ... After having abducted Isaac to the mountain, placed him on the pyre and threatened him with a blade, the voices tell him not to kill his son. The thin air causes neurotransmitters such as dopamine and serotonin to alter the hallucinations—
Gabriel: Just tell the story like it is!... Ridiculous!.. Tell the plot without interpreting it.
Josef: I haven’t even begun interpreting.
& Franz: You wanted to read the stupid book. Let Josef do it his own way. Go ahead, Josef.
Josef: The rest is a mess. Unstructured. Abraham suddenly slits the throat of a racially unspecified ram that appears and gets stuck in a... in an otherwise unestablished bush. Isaac is off the hook, and Abraham ultimately lights the goat on fire. Hardly impressive. In chapter 23...
& Franz: I don’t like this book so far. Even less do I like how Abraham and Sara have Isaac. It’s unrealistic. ....
Gabriel: It is a miracle that they have Isaac. That’s the power of God in this story.
Franz: It’s stupid, splashing miracles around like that. It’s insane for God to play omnipotent, making parents out of 100-year-olds.
& Josef: Mouse is much better than chicken.
Franz: No way. These rules are different.
Gregor: Dog is best.
Franz: It’s a whole other system, Gregor! You’re only 10%, which makes me much more chicken than you are dog.
Gregor: Dog beats everything, Franz.
& Elias: I’m not... I’m not all together normal, Gabriel. I’m not.
Gabriel: None of us really are.
& Epilogue: Every life is a miracle. Every creature, beautiful and ugly, fat and thin, good and evil, young and old, animal and human, and everything in-between created by whoever, wherever.
Although the old townspeople still feared the brothers, and everything everyone knew went on in the basement... they still respected the fact that sometimes it had to be so.
For the very simple reason that life is life and the alternative is never to be preferred.
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& In fact, they hadn’t been dealt any cards at all. Yet, like everyone else — they would dream of achieving great things — as well as lesser great things. About surviving — and, in time, passing on life.
& Elias: I’m on a date... again. She sure is hot. She’s got wheels.
& Gabriel: It’s not good to be excluded.
Elias: Well, many great thinkers have been. Copernicus, Tesla, Spinoza... Kepler, Darwin. I’ve had my run-ins with the faculty. Darwin, that loser. What a moron. You like him too now, do you?
Gabriel: Darwin was no moron.
Elias: Yes. His idea was a stroke of luck. He might as well have spent 15 years proving a thesis that didn’t stick. Then how great would you think he was? It was pure luck, stumbling upon the species thing. Exactly like Einstein struck luck with the theory of relativity.
Gabriel: Einstein received the Nobel Prize in Physics, Elias.
Elias: In 1921, the lamest year in Physics! They’re all fools, but you’re too gullible to see it.
& Gabriel: We’re all searching for answers. That’s what we’re all trying.
Franz: Who’s trying what?
Gabriel: We’re all trying to find meaning.
Franz: The meaning of what?
Gabriel: Of everything. Of life, you know? Who are we, and where we come from. Those kind of questions.
Franz: Who wants that again? God?
Gabriel: God? No, us human beings. All of us. You and me.
Franz: That doesn’t seem very well contemplated. You should write a book about cheese.
Gabriel: About cheese?
& Josef: Abraham’s undiagnosed schizophrenia makes the voices in his head worsen. As he still hasn’t sought psychiatric help nor started on antipsychotics the hallucinatory voices order him to climb a mountain in Moriah-land, slaughter his own son, Isaac, and subsequently burn him. ... After having abducted Isaac to the mountain, placed him on the pyre and threatened him with a blade, the voices tell him not to kill his son. The thin air causes neurotransmitters such as dopamine and serotonin to alter the hallucinations—
Gabriel: Just tell the story like it is!... Ridiculous!.. Tell the plot without interpreting it.
Josef: I haven’t even begun interpreting.
& Franz: You wanted to read the stupid book. Let Josef do it his own way. Go ahead, Josef.
Josef: The rest is a mess. Unstructured. Abraham suddenly slits the throat of a racially unspecified ram that appears and gets stuck in a... in an otherwise unestablished bush. Isaac is off the hook, and Abraham ultimately lights the goat on fire. Hardly impressive. In chapter 23...
& Franz: I don’t like this book so far. Even less do I like how Abraham and Sara have Isaac. It’s unrealistic. ....
Gabriel: It is a miracle that they have Isaac. That’s the power of God in this story.
Franz: It’s stupid, splashing miracles around like that. It’s insane for God to play omnipotent, making parents out of 100-year-olds.
& Josef: Mouse is much better than chicken.
Franz: No way. These rules are different.
Gregor: Dog is best.
Franz: It’s a whole other system, Gregor! You’re only 10%, which makes me much more chicken than you are dog.
Gregor: Dog beats everything, Franz.
& Elias: I’m not... I’m not all together normal, Gabriel. I’m not.
Gabriel: None of us really are.
& Epilogue: Every life is a miracle. Every creature, beautiful and ugly, fat and thin, good and evil, young and old, animal and human, and everything in-between created by whoever, wherever.
Although the old townspeople still feared the brothers, and everything everyone knew went on in the basement... they still respected the fact that sometimes it had to be so.
For the very simple reason that life is life and the alternative is never to be preferred.
--
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