Scott Adams, the creator of Dilbert, has written a philosophical book of pseudo-fiction called God’s Debris. I haven’t read it because it’s not posted free online. (Dude, he charges nearly five dollars.) But I did skim the introduction, where I found these gems:
You might love this thought experiment wrapped in a story. Or you might hate it. But you won’t easily get it out of your mind.
Hey, if you say so, Scott. You’re the bazillionaire, not me.
The central character in God’s Debris knows everything. Literally everything. This presented a challenge to me as a writer.
But he didn’t let it stop him. What a guy!
When you consider all of the things that can be known, I don’t know much.
Aww, come on Scott. Don’t be so modest. After all, you invented the Dilberito.
There should be a name for that moment in a person’s life when they step beyond their domain of talent and sink knee-deep in folly. Kind of like Jump the Shark, only for individuals instead of TV shows. I propose that we call it a “Bo Jangles,” in honor of William Shatner’s rendition of “Mr. Bo Jangles.” Whaddaya think?