paradoxes

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Do you suppose if people stopped pestering paradoxes that they might sort things out perfectly well on their own?

Do paradoxes, when they're not being badgered by the would-be wise, gather like whispering school girls in some corner, reciting their conquests, and then, looking furtively over their shoulders, say things like, "Uh-oh, here comes that nitwit philosopher and his solemn acolyte. Quick! Straighten your hair! Puff yourself up and look important!"

Everyone likes to be noticed.

Why should paradoxes be any different?
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