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First, picture a monkey. A monkey dressed like a little pirate, if that helps you. We'll call him Slappy.

(slappy)

Imagine you have Slappy as a pet. Imagine a personality for him. Maybe you and he have little pirate monkey adventures and maybe even join up to fight crime. Think how sad you'd be if Slappy died.


Now, imagine you get four more monkeys. We'll call them Tito, Bubbles, Marcel and ShitTosser. Imagine personalities for each of them now. Maybe one is aggressive, one is affectionate, one is quiet, the other just throws shit all the time. But they're all your personal monkey friends.

Now imagine a hundred monkeys !





Conradin,Conrado,Cord,Corrado,Cort,Dagoberto,Darek,Dearg,Dedric Dedrick,Dedrik,Dereck,Derek,Derick,Derik,Derrek,Derrick,Derrik,Derry,Deryck,Deryk,Deutsch,Dick,Diederich,Diedrick,Dierck,Dieter,Dietrich,,Dietz,Dirk,Dolphus,Drud,Drugi,Dutch,Earnest,Eberhard,,Eburhardt,Eckerd;Edel,Edingu,Edlin,Edsel,eduard,pingu...


Not so easy now, is it? So how many monkeys would you have to own before you couldn't remember their names?



At what point, in your mind, do your beloved pets become just a faceless sea of monkey? Even though each one is every bit the monkey Slappy was, there's a certain point where you will no longer really care if one of them dies.
So how many monkeys would it take before you stopped caring?
That's not a rhetorical question.

We actually know the number.


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The Monkeysphere is the group of people who each of us, using our monkeyish brains, are able to conceptualize as people. If the monkey scientists are monkey right, it's physically impossible for this to be a number much larger than 150. Most of us do not have room in our Monkeysphere for our friendly neighborhood sanitation worker. So, we don't think of him as a person. We think of him as The Thing That Makes The Trash Go Away.