So you refuse to choose. That’s okay, you have been informed that, in that case, you will be forcefed the shit sandwich drenched in vomit. Enjoy and do be sure to complain to management afterwards.
I know you don’t live in such a country, you’ve mentioned it. I’m asking you to imagine yourself as if you were in the scenario I described. Don’t worry, nobody is planning to really put you in that room, that would be cruel. You’re simply supposed to think about, inside your mind, what you would do IF you were put into that room. That’s called using your imagination. Imagine you were a person in that situation. It’s really easy to do if you try just a bit, I’m sure you can do it.
Or is it too scary to put yourself in another person’s place? Is it causing you distress? If so, please tell me and we’re going to stop the experiment.
See, I don’t think you understand the scenario. Those aren’t options. I’m wrecking my brain trying to see what seems to be confusing you into thinking there are more than two options in this hypothetical, imaginary scenario. There are no weapons in that room and there is nobody to speak to since the machine only understands “shit sandwich” and “shit sandwich drenched in vomit”. Later, when the scenario is done, you are free to do whatever. But in this imaginary situation, there is no way around choosing between your two choices or having the choice be made for you.
You seem to care enough to reply. Which does tell me you are at least a bit interested in the scenario. Which is good. It’s important to use your imagination every once in a while and put yourself in other people’s shoes, to train your empathy, even if it might be scary at times. I promise I’ll be by your side if it gets too creepy. Together we can get you out of that room. Your only job is to make that one, simple choice. Really easy. I believe in you.
Lol.
So you refuse to choose. That’s okay, you have been informed that, in that case, you will be forcefed the shit sandwich drenched in vomit. Enjoy and do be sure to complain to management afterwards.
Good thing I don’t live in shit sandwich and puke-tart land, I suppose.
Maybe you should take up arms and tell your leaders what the new options are, I know I would rather die than be force fed a shit puke sandwich.
I guess you’re just passive cattle, though.
I know you don’t live in such a country, you’ve mentioned it. I’m asking you to imagine yourself as if you were in the scenario I described. Don’t worry, nobody is planning to really put you in that room, that would be cruel. You’re simply supposed to think about, inside your mind, what you would do IF you were put into that room. That’s called using your imagination. Imagine you were a person in that situation. It’s really easy to do if you try just a bit, I’m sure you can do it.
Or is it too scary to put yourself in another person’s place? Is it causing you distress? If so, please tell me and we’re going to stop the experiment.
I’ve answered your question about a half a dozen times now.
See, I don’t think you understand the scenario. Those aren’t options. I’m wrecking my brain trying to see what seems to be confusing you into thinking there are more than two options in this hypothetical, imaginary scenario. There are no weapons in that room and there is nobody to speak to since the machine only understands “shit sandwich” and “shit sandwich drenched in vomit”. Later, when the scenario is done, you are free to do whatever. But in this imaginary situation, there is no way around choosing between your two choices or having the choice be made for you.
I dunno if you’ve realized this but I haven’t really been reading your messages. I don’t care man, enjoy your shit sandwich.
You seem to care enough to reply. Which does tell me you are at least a bit interested in the scenario. Which is good. It’s important to use your imagination every once in a while and put yourself in other people’s shoes, to train your empathy, even if it might be scary at times. I promise I’ll be by your side if it gets too creepy. Together we can get you out of that room. Your only job is to make that one, simple choice. Really easy. I believe in you.
Nah. Take up arms, choose option 3. Refuse the shit sandwich for once in your pitiful life.