A Riddle at Tea
So I started contemplating that semi-famous Alice in Wonderland riddle;
“Why is a raven like a writing desk?”
Even though Lewis Carroll eventually answered it (“Because it can produce a few notes, tho they are very flat; and it is nevar put with the wrong end in front!” with never being intentionally mispelled as to be raven backward), I was struck with the same sense of demented madness that Wonderland reeks of.
The question is not “How?”, it is “Why?”. Why must it be like that? What purpose would it serve? With that logic at work, and the setting in which the riddle is presented, any number of silly or disturbing reasons arise.
“Because something has to be!”
“Because who would tolerate such a nuisance?”
“Because how then would we ever awaken from our nightmares…?”