A commenter left a link to this comic here; now we know what happens when you combine plumbing and philosophy.
Good timing, too. On my to-do list for today is to pop off the trap for the bathroom sink — we think the satanic cat who is lurking in our house knocked something into it, clogging it hopelessly. Now I’m going to have to tell my wife I can’t do it, and I’ve got a good reason: existential dread.
And what does a mere obstructed pipe have to do with the Grand Scheme of the Cosmos, anyway?