by Viktor Tejada
1. Species that is 0.3% less than that of a human being whose intelligence oscillates between stupid and smart (mostly stupid) in a manner so unpredictable and unbearable one deems them undeserving to be given a chance to be understood.
2. Could be anyone, really. But it’s really just the coiner of this word.
1. A word that the coiner made up that doesn’t really mean anything. If you’re reading this, you’re just wasting your time, you Meanderthal.
Neanderthal (mid 19th century),
Meander (late 16th century as a noun).
Accordong to the coiner’s autobiography I Write a Lot of Sad Shit Including the Book You’re Reading Now Because it’s My Life, he stated that he was overly fond of the two words, calling them “pretty badass” (p.133, par.2) and believed that the two words would have been more badass should it be combined. “It didn’t really have to make sense, really.” he said on the preface of his book. “Anything goes as far as art is concerned — and it’s quite fascinating. For the newly coined word ‘meanderthal’, its purpose is to waste your time since it means absolutely nothing. Or maybe it does mean something. I can’t tell you, but maybe you can tell me. The level of absurdity of all this can be somewhat — if not completely — stupefying. Right now, as you read this, I’m controlling you. Keep on faffing about, my friend. None of this makes sense. Unknowing of anything, you are nothing but an Old World primate in the realm that is my writing. You are nothing but a Neanderthal meandering in the world that does not make sense. Or maybe it does make sense. I can’t tell you, but maybe you can tell me.”
Coiner, The. I Write a Lot of Sad Shit Including the Book You’re Reading Now Because it’s My Life. Nonexistent Publishing Inc., 20xx.