Here the resident Dunce when asked to reveal what *thoughts* he has in his diminished mind blurts out the stuff that is right there on the surface. No depth understanding. Nothing more than the absolutely superficial.
Yet, the resident Dunce, unbeknownst to himself, reveals through his ignorant blurting, inadvertently, that there really are important things to know about, to understand, especially if one is opposed to them!
But since he has never, during the entire course of his life, ever been asked or demanded of himself to understand anything at any except the most superficial level, and yet now places himself right in the middle of those conversations, he is oddly one of the most important interlocutors here! He deserves an Idiot's Prize.
What is the best gift for an Idiot?
I got it! I found it!
A slingshot rubber chicken!
Harbal, to you today I wish to bequeath you your well deserved prize! May you win many many more in the days, weeks and years ahead!
