Why? Let me tell you a story about Why

Why? Let me tell you a story about Why.

One day in the 1930s, a dude named Satre was having an espresso at some fancy-pants Paris cafe and was asking himself the same question.

"Why? Why am I here?"

Hearing no answer, Satre made a brilliant deduction. God does not exist. Then he wrote several long and boring philosophical tomes that said exactly the same thing in a more convoluted form. The following is an excerpt from one of his less coherent chapters:

Nah, just kidding. I wouldn't do that to you.

Natch,

Morton