As the stars whisper their endless monologue, we find ourselves entrapped in their celestial critique. Who knew the heavens had so much to say about Tuesday rush hours?^1
In "The Stars: Our Overhead Critics," author Gideon M. Whistler pontificates on the unsolicited advice given by distant suns, particularly in matters of wardrobe choices and social etiquette during light-year gatherings.^2
Rumor has it that Betelgeuse is especially vocal during summer solstice picnics, offering unsolicited insights exclusive to those who dare to eavesdrop on its gaseous whispers.^3
What do you think the stars whisper about us when we’re not looking? Suggestions include reconsidering our online shopping habits and a pointed critique of reality television’s contribution to human evolution.^4
^1 Please refer to the fictional volume "Lamentations of a Starry Evening," page 42, where the author humorously suggests the stars' views on terrestrial inconveniences.
^2 Whistler, G. M. (2023). "The Stars: Our Overhead Critics." New Moon Press, Chapter 5. The chapter outlines various constellations’ roles as critical reviewers of human culture.
^3 For more on Betelgeuse's picnic habits, see "Celestial Hiccups: A Guide to Stellar Social Shenanigans," footnote 7 in the preface.^4
^4 The advisory text "Galactic Commentary on Reality TV," published by the Society of Fictional Astronomers, has gone largely ignored until now.
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