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As you may well know, I’m the scribe and blowhard of The Remarkable Fools Society. I’m here today to toast a lost idea.
This idea, though it’s existence brief, met an untimely and unspeakable end.
The departed idea? It was my baby. Though not long for this world, this ideal was delightful and grand, bold and unattainable.
This idea was merely a baby, nothing but potential, it’s life cut short by the realities of existence.
It had a tragic life. It fell ill with ‘criticism’ and ‘what about ism’. Though those weakened it, it drifted into the land of disinterest and finally perished as a result of neglect and inaction.
Though crestfallen at my loss, some attempts people have made to console the family have been problematic. People have questioned the moral character of my idea, suggesting that if it was a better idea it may have lived.
This kind of victim blaming is unacceptable. It’s not the ideas fault. It didn’t want to be born bad. It was just inadequate. I…
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