Once upon a time in a faraway land there lived a king.

His name was Doug, which was just about the most regal name a king could have for himself back then.

But this was a long time ago, so it was also a kind of backwards barbaric land, duh, that still hadn't even discovered the letter

U. So instead of Doug, let's call him Dog. One day King Dogg called together his most trusted advisors and said,

Look guys, because obviously this was also a land without gender equality,

barbaric, yes I know.

Look guys, this whole ruling thing is a real drag.

People come to me with all their problems and expect me to fix them lickity split.

And nobody can fix problems better than me. I'm the best

problem fixer I know. But they all tell me different things. Fake news and I never

know what to believe. It really sucks for me you guys and I'm the king so put

your heads together and fix this. I need one capital T truth to make all this crazy

stuff more easier for me okay and get this to me quickly I don't want to

have to chop off any of your heads so dogs advisors went off intent upon keeping

all of their heads.

Well, except for a few advisors that the rest found particularly annoying,

that kind of wanted their heads gone, but that's a different story altogether.

But true to form, they found a solution and brought it back to the king Lickety Split.

And the solution they presented was brilliant.

Uh, here's how we see it, King.

By no fault of your own, of course, you are troubled by ignorance, so you need knowledge of all things.

You are troubled by imprecision, so you need something that is precise.

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