
I sure hope Anonymous doesn’t travel by car, train, bus, surfboard, ship, plane, horse, truck, skateboard, roller skates, snowmobile, dogsled, skis, or on his/her feet, because I’ve seen at least one fatal accident involving each of those.
I also hope Anonymous doesn’t sleep in a bed, because 400 people die each year falling out of them.
I really hope Anonymous stays away from all liquids, because people drown every day.
And I also hope s/he doesn’t try to eat anything, because the morgues are full of choking victims.
Need I go further?
There’s a wonderful scene in one of Steven Brust’s books - The Phoenix Guards, I think - where a character speaks about getting too caught up in “What if?”. His elegant and succinct point is that they would become completely immobile, afraid to throw a stick into a stream on the chance that it had somehow become poisoned.
Life is risky. Are you a man or a mouse?
You know what cats do to mice.
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