A short lesson on destiny and common sense.

If you don’t know the story of Oedipus, I recommend reading Oedipus the King (or Oedipus Rex, whichever version.) Because I think it’s pretty ballin’

But the basic story line goes like this:
Oedipus gets this self fulfilling prophecy that he’ll kill his father and marry his mother.
And then he does.
His wife/mother is like, holy shit, and kills herself.
And then Oedipus discovers her,
And gouges his eyes out.  

Three Days of Rain by Richard Greenberg

Pip:

“It’s just, like… if some oracle told you you were going to kill your father and marry your mother, wouldn’t you just never kill anybody and stay single? … And then, if you did inadvertently kill somebody, in the heat of the moment or something, and later started dating? Wouldn’t you be smart enough to, like, avoid older women? I mean, to me the story is not your destiny awaits you. To me it’s… you know… Do the Fucking Math.”