A Proof of Simulation

A Proof of Simulation

I have come to the conclusion that we are living in a simulation. We have the proof to hand: a character named Donald J. Trump has become president of the United States—twice. It is impossible to believe; and what is impossible cannot be true—therefore, it is not true. But all the evidence points to it being true, so there must be a massive effort at deception underway; hence, we are living in a simulation. Someone is manipulating our minds to persuade us that this fictional character is running the country. Clearly, no such thing can be true—it is just too crazy to believe. Think about it: he even looks fake, as if made of synthetic material. He is like an Alice in Wonderland character: a speaker of nonsense, completely irrational, a cartoon villain. He isn’t real. Donald Trump does not exist. He is a fiction. That is the only way to explain it, because such a man couldn’t become president of a great country. It is beyond the bounds of possibility. It must all be an alien plot to mess with our minds. Thus, we are living in a simulation.

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  1. Howard
    Howard says:

    When people talk about Trump I simply say “I never heard of him,” and if they persist, add “nothing about him sounds believable. I think you’re making him up.”

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  2. Howard
    Howard says:

    There’s a line from HG Wells, used as an example in a manual for rhetoric by someone named Farnsworth, that is apt, and I paraphrase: “They came upon civilization like rabbits do lettuce, they know not how they got it or how to keep it.” The same sentiment applies to America and its democracy and its rights or privileges: they just assume it will always be there like the sky, even if a malevolent misfit like Trump is President. They’ll learn the hard way and they’ll enjoy the games of Trump effing the world up, then they’ll realize, they’re Americans and he’s a wrecking ball to their lives.

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  3. Mark L
    Mark L says:

    Perhaps the scariest thing is , according to science at any rate, he’s actually a simulation in your own head – the blob of skin, fake tan and half-wittery has been lovingly recreated inside your own napper.

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