2.8 If i had a twin…

If I ever met my long lost twin brother who was taken from my parents at birth, or my clone made by a super-secret government agency (who knew?), or my magical doppelganger etc. etc. etc—you know—if I met him: I have always known that I would have to kill him immediately. I figure that if I think of it, then he would too, and so he would have to assume that I might kill him, so he would have to try to kill me first. Ergo, I would have to try to kill him first.

Tragic, no?

I mean, it’s true about finally having conversations worth having, but that’s only until the arsenic turns up in the coffee.

2002.12
Based on an email to several friends