h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Or, indeed, what a questioner might reasonably query?

Is it true that only the questions not asked are stupid?

How have I never heard that before?

Were you in the US Army?

Did I see you when we were taught how to camouflage ourselves?

were we taught that?

Didn't they at least try to?

is that really* what they were trying to do? with those sticks?

What did you think they were doing?

well, can't you guess? do I need to spell it out? here? but, what if... they* see what I say? by-the-way, are these your apples under this beer barrel?

Why would I store my under a beer barrel?

perhaps they are not your apples then? or is it not your beer?

Since one can't buy beer but only rent it, can I ever claim that beer is mine?

Do we really, ever, own anything?
and, if so, who owns the owners?

That is indeed the question - isn't it?

WEll, it is a question, isn't it?
Is everything a question?
Or do we have all the questions, whilst someone else has all the answers?
and, come-to-think-of-it, after all these years, why haven't the perpetual questions, yet done in for our minds entirely?
Would we notice, though, if indeed they already had?

Might the above be the question to end all questions?

Is there a question to end all questions?
and, if there is, do we risk finding it eventually?
What might happen if we found it?

Will this question be the mother of all questions? And will the answer in fact turn out to be 42?

And what are we to do with that answer?

But, what if the mother of all questions, has, itself, both a Mother and Father?
and, what if, the mother of the mother of all questions, was, in fact, the mothers of invention?¬!
Would, bring Frank Zappa in to this, at this stage, do little to clarify the situation?