A Fable

Here's a fable to help you through these rough times.

In any ecosystem, there are plants, which harness the energy of the sun to create food for the herbivores. The herbivores are, in turn, eaten by the carnivores. But then, thanks to the circle of life, the carivores defecate. In truth, herbivores defecate too. That's why we call it bullshit, after all.

Someone, in this happy story, must eat the bullshit.

Thankfully, [and depending on your beliefs, choose one, either:]
(a) creatures evolved who could, and, more importantly, would eat bullshit; or
(b) G-d created creatures whose mission in life it was to eat bullshit.
[And the fable is agnostic as to which; although if G-d saw fit to create shit-eaters, he was truly a benevolent G-d. Because if the shit didn't get eaten, the world will fill up with it pretty GD quick. No?]

Ponder, in this fable, where your place is. You probably don't harness the energy of the sun. You probably don't eat the plants that do. You probably don't eat the ones who eat the plants that do.

You probably consume the bullshit.

But that is an important function, too.

Imagine if there was no more bullshit! We would effin' starve. Thank the Maker for those who make the BS.

PS: This vulgar post should in no way detract from the picture below.