Socrato: If I do, let it be sussed out into the open, for I wish to see the results of an free exploration, not the forced vision of a belief. What do you think this agenda of mine is, Rockamellon?
Rockamellon: I believe that you are trying to ascribe a monetary value to everything.
Socrato: You have presented the options and I have shown that they all have a dollar amount. Surely we have not exhausted everything of value in life, have we? What else is there in life of value that can not be traded for gold?
Rockamellon: How about friendship, Socrato? What about the kind of discussion that you and I, as friends, are having right now?
Socrato: Shall we examine friendship generally or philosophical discussion specifically?
Rockamellon: Let us examine friendship first... and because I fear you will monetize that, let us keep philosophical discussion ready at hand.
Socrato: We shall see, friend. Tell me about friendship. What does it mean to be a friend?
Rockamellon: Well, it is a relationship between two people wherein they help one another.
Socrato: And how do they help one another, Rockamellon?
Rockamellon: Well, they keep one another company. They talk with one another and in so doing make each other happy.
Socrato: What do you suppose is the role of a psycho-therapist?
Rockamellon: It is to help disturbed people sort out their mental issues.
Socrato: Need a person be disturbed to visit a therapist?
Rockamellon: I suppose not but I would think they'd have to be fairly wealthy and foolish to do so without being disturbed.
Socrato: I see. So a normal person, perhaps a rich one, could pay for the therapists services simply to talk about mundane problems and to keep themselves happy?
Rockamellon: I suppose so, yes.
Socrato: Well then, Rockamellon - friends are nothing but pro-bono therapists - at least in regard to keeping one another company. Therefore to chat and socialize with a friend is simply discount rate sanity maintenance so that both participants may continue to be productive.
Rockamellon: Your summary of friendship leaves a bad taste in my mouth, Socrato.
Socrato: But it is you who led us here, friend.
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