PARAISAW

…I’m used to making cracks in my head all the time. I joke about things, sometimes it’s unspeakable so I will not say it in public (laughs). But when my two sons were still living with me, we used to do this kind of thing everyday at dinner. They were brought up in this kind of environment — making cracks, making jokes of situations. I just refuse to be mute in the face of absurdity. Sometimes, I will celebrate the absurd because it’s so much fun when life is random, right?

Life is absurd, because you don’t have any clue what we are here for. I’m talking about the meaning of life. There’s no meaning to it! Look for the meaning, you can never find it. If that’s the case, we have to invent our own meaning. That is what we are reduced to. We have to invent why we get up every morning. You get up, cross the street, and get run over by a bus. Isn’t that absurd? You’re in a big hurry to get your clothes on so the bus can run over you (laughs)? I don’t have that kind of attitude about possessions. That’s why it’s easier for me to fight graft or turn down a bribe or to behave myself so that people realize that I cannot be bribed and that I may even start blabbing all about it. It’s because of all these facts I’ve discovered from middle age.

When you shrew your path with lies, you are bound to trip on them.