Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal by Zach Weinersmith for December 23, 2015
There's a story that someone Ernest Hemingway that he couldn't tell a complete story in six words. So, Hemingway wrote down for sale: baby shoes. Never worn. It's supposed to be impressive because it gets such a big emotional response so rapidly. But what if we're just interpreting it wrong? Like maybe he was thinking imagine there's this baby born with rocket-feet, so it doesn't need shoes and everybody loves the baby in the family and they're all famous. If they're rich, why do they sell the shoes? Because they're major collectors items! They're the only shoes rocket-baby was ever going to wear. So, even though they're famous and rich, they are still so entrenched and avarice that they'd sell their own babies shoes for money they don't need. Hemingway was so deep. So deep.