Ford, Arthur, Dr Seuss discussed on The Thinking Atheist

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You're too smart to go down in a not so good street and you may not find any. You'll want to go down in that case. Of course you'll head straight out of town. It's opener there in the wide. Open air out there. Things can happen infrequently due to people as brainy and footsie as you and then things start to happen. Don't worry don't Stu just go right along. You'll start happening to. What is it about Dr Seuss that transcends the ages I could brings out the child and signed all of us? Randolf said read something from the Hitchhiker's guide to the Galaxy. Find my thumbnail. I'm going to butcher this. I'm not great at reading this style or your approval. Here's what the Encyclopedia Galactica has to say about alcohol. It says that alcohol is a colorless volatile liquid formed by the fermentation of sugars and also notes. It's intoxicating effect on certain carbon based lifeforms. The hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy also mentioned alcohol. It says that the best drink in existence is the Pan Galactic Gargle blaster. It says that the effect of Drinking Pan Galactic Gargle blaster is like having your brain smashed out by a slice of lemon wrapped around a large gold brick. The Guide also tells you on which planets the best Pan Galactic Gargle blasters are mixed how much you can expect to pay for one. And what voluntary organizations exist to help you rehabilitate afterward. The Guide even tells you how you can mix one yourself. Take the Jews from one bottle of the old JANK's spirit it says. Pour it into one measure of water from the sees of Centra Guinness Five. Oh that Centra Guinean seawater it says. Oh those sand. Tragedy and fish allow three cubes of Archer in Mega Gin to melt into the mixture. It must be properly iced or the benzine is lost. Allow four leaders of Foudy and marsh gas to bubble through it in memory of all those happy hikers who've died of pleasure in the marshes of Phalia over the backup is silver spoon. Flow to measure of collecting hyper men to extract redolent of all the. Hetty odor's in the dark zones subtle sweet and mystic drop in the tooth of Golden Sun Tiger Watch it dissolves spreading the fires of the Al Golden Suns deep into the heart of the drink. Sprinkle ZAM for at an olive drink but very carefully the hitchhiker's guide to the galaxy cells rather better than the encyclopedia. Galactica six pints of bitter said Ford Prefect to the Bar Man of the Horse and groom and quickly please the world's about to end the Barman of the Horse and groom didn't deserve this sort of treatment. He was a dignified old man. He pushed his glasses up his nose. And blinked Ford Prefect. Ford ignored him in stared out the window. So the Barman looked instead at Arthur who shrugged helplessly and said nothing. So the Barman said. Oh Yes sir. Nice weather for. It then started pulling pints. He tried again going to watch the match this afternoon. Then Ford glanced round at him. No no point. He said and looked back out the window. What's that foregone conclusion? Then you reconsider said the Barman Arsenal without a chance. No said Ford. It's just that the world's about to end. Oh Yes sir. So you said said the Barman looking over his glasses. This time at Arthur lucky escape for Arsenal if it did Ford look back at him genuinely surprised no not really. He said he frowned. The Barman breathed in heavily. There you are sir six pints. He said Arthur smiled at him me and shrugged again. He turned and smiled. Wan-li at the rest of the pub just in case any of them at heard what was going on none of them had and none of them could understand what he was smiling at them for a man sitting next to Ford at the bar looked at the two men looked at the six pints did a swift burst of Mental Arithmetic. Arrived at an answer. He liked ten grand stupid hopeful grin at them get off said Ford their hours giving him a look that would have made an al Golden Sun Tiger. Get on with what he was doing. Ford slapped a five pound note on the Bar. He said keep the change. What from fiber. Thank you sir. You've got ten minutes left to spend the Barman simply decided to walk away for a bit. Ford said Arthur. Would you please tell me what the hell is going on during COPS said Ford? You've got three pints to get through three pints at Arthur at lunchtime the man next Ford grinned and nodded heavily. Ford ignored him. He said time is an illusion. Lunchtime W very deep said Arthur. You should send that into Reader's Digest. They've got a page for people like you drink up. Why Three Pints. All of a sudden muscle relaxant. You'll need it muscle relaxant muscle relaxant. Arthur stared into his beer. Did I do anything wrong today? He said nor has the world always been like this. I've been too wrapped up in myself. Notice all right said for. I'll try to explain. How long have we known each other? How Long Arthur thought about five years? Maybe six he said most of it seemed to make some kind of sense at the time. All Right said Ford. How would you react if I said that? I'm not from Guildford after all but from a small planet somewhere in the vicinity of beetle juice. Arthur shrugged a SO-SO SORT OF WAY. I don't know he said taking pull a beer. Why do you think it's the sort of thing you're likely to say Ford gave up? It really wasn't worth bothering at the moment. What would the world being about to wear? And he just said drink up. He added perfectly factually. The world's about to end Arthur gave the rest of the POB. Another wan smile the rest of the pub frown datum. A man waved at him to stop smiling at them in mind his own business. This must be Thursday said Arthur to south sinking low over his beer. I never could get the hang of Thursdays. Douglas Adams was such a great writer. Always painted these. Amazingly Quirky scenarios. That caused your imagination. Go Wild Somebody wanted me to read some more atoms restaurant at the end of the universe. Let me pull up that link and find out which chapter we're GonNa draw from today. Aye Computers Taking. Its time likely. Because the world's about to end by the way forgive any mispronunciations. I'm guilty of these. This happens a lot to readers I heard Garrison Keeler talk about this once. You read a word all the time a lot of times though you're like how do you pronounce that especially when we get into you know foreign languages? There were some specific phrases. I know I'll screw up. Let's see Oh yeah here it is. This is chapter twenty eight. It's very short the restaurant at the end of the universe. The major problem one of the major problems for there are several one of the many major problems with governing people. Is that of whom you'll get to do it or rather of who manages to get people to let them to do to them to summarize it's a well known fact that those people who most wanted to rule people are ipso facto the least suited to do it to summarize the summary anyone who is capable of getting themselves made president should on no account be allowed to do the job to summarize the summary of the summary. People are a problem and so this is the situation. We find a succession of Galactic Presidents. Who so much enjoy the fun and Palaver of being in power that they very rarely notice that they're not and somewhere in the shadows behind them who who can possibly rule if no one who wants them to do it can be allowed to. I sense this was suggested as commentary on our current situation. I will let you. We'll let you decide. Let me take a real short break. Because I'm going to come back and read uninterrupted one story that's going to constitute the entire rest of the broadcast so I.

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