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 Separated by a couple-three letters in name as if alphabetically double-refracted, you could say. . . .

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Let's not forget Merle's drunk while coming up with this theory lest we eviscerate him too harshly. But then I also shouldn't forget that Thomas Pynchon's books are historical fantasies where pretty much anything can be true. I already have no trouble believing that Lew Basnight can hop dimensions, traveling from one timeline to another, possibly even going from the real world to a work of fiction (as opposed to hopping from one fictional Chicago to another). I believe that Randolph St. Cosmo is an angel based on the character Orc from William Blake's America A Prophecy. I believe Pugnax, based on a cartoon character that doesn't yet exist in the novel's timeline, can read. Why shouldn't I also believe that Blinky Morgan and Edward Morley are the same person split in two by some kind of flesh double-refraction invention. Maybe Edward, as a small child, walked into a brick wall one day, diverting himself in one direction while Blinky bounced off at a perpendicular direction (or just came out through the other side?). This could explain why Blinky became a scofflaw and a thief because he found himself all alone and having to fend for himself at a young age. It's like that episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation where they find a clone of Riker stranded on a planet for years. A clone that, may I say, proves Barkley's theory correct that the Federation's teleportation system doesn't work as suspected; it's actually a suicide/cloning machine. It kills the real person and just creates a clone at the destination. How else can you explain a double-refracted William Riker creating Thomas Riker?

I will say the similar name minus the couple-three letters convinced me more than their pictures. That doesn't mean I'm gullible and easily convinced of bullshit; it just means the pictures look so dissimilar one to the other that the spelling of the names was a greater argument for the double-refraction. 

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 "W-wow! Your first command! That's champion!"

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Darby isn't afraid to compliment a woman on succeeding. He's the real champion! I mean, obviously Penny is the real champion having been promoted to Captain of her own ship and not refusing it for six years like a huge sucker, getting fatter and fatter and more bearded until nobody respected Riker at all anymore. But Darby can be sort of a champion for simply being a decent human being and not a typical man. Here's a chart of the decency of men:

Despicable                                   Average                               Decent                   Benevolent
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See how the average man isn't decent like you would expect? You would expect the base line of being a decent human being would be the average state of a man. At least you might expect that if you had never met a man and were an alien from another planet. But after seeing how terribly men react to things like women succeeding, you'd have to realize that just being a decent person and celebrating that news makes you better than the average man! Also notice that "Average" is much closer to "Despicable" than "Benevolent."

I hope I don't get my man card confiscated for talking about men like this! But really, we mostly suck. And yet I still love myself! So confident! And delusional!