Hey everyone! Have you ever heard the saying "Magic is that which science is yet to understand?!" Think about it! You can now summon motorcycles from China at a lower cost and they just show up at your door! If we were in the Harry Potter universe and thought of him swishing a stick around while he says "Organiza aliquos servos pueros per orbem terrarum, ut machinam somniorum meorum faciant, et aurigas male remuneratos, ut multum laboris quem facere nolo perficiant, dum dignitatem eorum ad numerum integrum per unitatem temporis reduce!” and a motorcycle appeared at your doorstep in 48 hours, ANYONE 100 years ago would burn you at the stake! Ironically—and I use that word because you listeners are the un-aware players in the game—Tee-hee! Sometimes I get so excited playing with languages I forget to finish my sentences. Anyway, where was I? Oh, yeah. Ironically, the world we live in is genuinely antisemitic; anyone in Israel will tell you if you rhyme Scooby-Doo with “dooby Jew” in the wrong tone! Even more ironically, many Zionists don’t realize the dislike comes from their lack of respect for property rights and an indoctrinated narcissism. Let’s slip into parable mode instead of tripping the algorithmic censors and see how statistics + social media have twisted our collective reality into a Black-Mirror episode. So we’ll sift through data, stereotypes, trauma, dopamine—and remember we’re meat-suits stuck in linear time, cause and effect! First principle: reality is an abstraction of electrical signals in your brain. The difference between dog and human? Two or three cones in our eyes—different bandwidth of quantum light. LET THERE BE LIGHT, my biznitches! Dogs and humans both need light, yet see different things. Think about your color-blind classmate and those overpriced color-blind glasses… Set the scene: Timmy’s classroom. There’s a service dog, a kid pretending to be a furry using a litterbox, and a mantis shrimp in a bullet-proof tank. They all share the same room. Timmy and Litterbox Kid have the same cones, so “should” see the same. The dog has one fewer cone. Humans love to pretend we know it all, so academia agrees on quantum explanations while secretly baffled. Impostor-syndrome professors cling to titles—Doctor, Professor—because narcissistic coping trumps honest curiosity. Back to class: Timmy and RoaringKittyShitter stare at the green chalkboard; RoaringKitty can’t see the beauty. If they can’t even agree on blue, how do dress-wearing pronoun-switchers expect us to know what a dog sees? Imagine recess ends. RoaringKitty is the only color-blind kid—or flip it: everyone but Timmy is color-blind. Timmy raves about blue sky and green grass. In this reality the kids swim with turtles because abundance means nobody eats them…