[MD] Freedom

[ARLO J BENSINGER JR]

[Platt]
You see, John, to Krimel it's "Oops, you're here." And he thinks "Oops" is a
good explanation.

[Arlo]
It is an amazing explanation. 

[Platt]
He tries to make it sound better by invoking  "Aha." But, it's still just
chance. Which explains nothing.  

[Arlo]
AHA! just ties it to the MOQ. And it is just chance, of course, which is the
beauty and amazement of living in cosmos built upon freedom.

[John]
Now you're *trying* to give me the shivers Krimel... but it won't work.

[Arlo]
Let not your existential self be troubled, John, that's just a child story. The
converse to chance is certainty, and a universe in which you were destined to
appear is one in which there is no freedom, simply the machinations of a
puppeteer. 

The way I see it, "chance" gives our existence amazement. You were never
destined to be here, your existence was never certain, but you have it, so toss
back an ale in celebre! 

I mean, would you really be happy thinking the entirety of the cosmos was
orchestrated just to produce *you*? It may masturbate your ego a bit, this is
Platt's addiction, but its ultimately unfulfilling, like sex with a prostitute-
that's a pretty orchestrated "certain" affair, but with a soulmate whom you
stumbled upon by chance! now that's much more fulfilling. So let Platt have his
little prostitute, it satiates some void in him, in the meantime, enjoy your
chanced upon soulmate.

[Krimel]
Your existence is nothing but the outcome of lots and lots of random events. A
particular sperm fertilized a particular egg at a particular place at a
particular time. If any of those particulars had been minutely different, right
down to the quantum level, you would be someone else.

[Arlo]
And this is why our existence is so magnificent! Why we should savor each and
every day, every meal, every ale, every kiss, every hug, every fleeting moment
is precious *because* of chance.