Besides being very well-done and pretty funny, I thought it was actually rather insightful in a way at the end – really getting to the heart of the question of “why are we all here?” 
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I started reading Annie Dillard’s “The Pilgrim at Tinker Creek” on a recommendation and I was really struck by how she was asking so many similar questions but then acting as though they were impossibly deep and impenetrable and then reveling in the sublime feeling generated by that sense of impenetrability (as well as appealing to a God who can’t be understood). Meanwhile the answers have largely been answered already if someone is willing to do a bit of research.
It’s as though she doesn’t really want answers, it spoils her game to find any answers, or to have an answer means to make it ‘boring,’ no longer worthy of interest. Perhaps particular answers are considered so taboo that it’s safer to resort to opaque Gods. She has also generated an entire brand around such poetic nonsense, so any answers would undermine her niche.
I think something similar is hinted at here, the adult watching is supposed to know that “there aren’t any answers to those questions,” it’s another way that people look down on themselves and the ‘absurdity of existence.’ Feeling bad about that is a part of the self-sacrificial ritual of being in the know.
As I’ve been hunting for answers recently, mostly in the socio-political space, I’ve found that the answers I find have been frequently distressing or disturbing, but I’ve been able to continue on because I know that distress/perturbation is not my final destination, but a necessary checkpoint as I work through my own feelings toward existence.
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