We have a need for pithy philosophical phrases to sum up modern feelings about life, the Universe, and everything I didn’t just mention.
Weltschmaltz: The sneaking suspicion the world is getting too far up its own asshole with this Deep Meaning stuff, and would probably feel better after a nice warm bowl of chicken soup.
Quadro no aware: The longing for technology long passed, even though you realize you could get something much better at Best Buy, and for much less money.
Memento Maury: The paths of glory lead but to bad TV.
Wasabi-sobe: Sometimes, your food is too damned spicy, and that’s the way it is.
Obscuris vera involvos: Truth-tellers drive sensible cars.
Experto crude: He knows his shit.
Amicus Plato, sed magis amica Veritas: Plato’s a good friend, but I trust a filesystem a lot more.
The odontological argument: Toothache does not benefit the individual or species. Hence, the dental innervation must be the creation of a malevolent god.