Great. Now the likelihood of me getting anything else done today other than evaluating counterfactual hypotheticals has dropped to zero. Arguably, this could be better than the worst case alternative scenario: fighting the Dodger’s victory parade traffic through downtown Los Angeles, where I am metaphorically simultaneously tied to all trolley tracks by some Sierpinsky mechanism, and therefore am bound to run over myself, perhaps more than once.
Great. Now the likelihood of me getting anything else done today other than evaluating counterfactual hypotheticals has dropped to zero. Arguably, this could be better than the worst case alternative scenario: fighting the Dodger’s victory parade traffic through downtown Los Angeles, where I am metaphorically simultaneously tied to all trolley tracks by some Sierpinsky mechanism, and therefore am bound to run over myself, perhaps more than once.