Narrator: To understand what petey is doing, you must try to imagine an infantry company in which telepathy is used. All soldiers know each other's thoughts, see through each other's eyes, and hear through each other's ears.
Narrator: Now... Imagine that each and every one of them is also a Bona-fide, mensa-spanking genius.
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Mensa Infantry: Stop shooting! I've figured out the nature of the economic problems behind this conflict. We can all go home now.
Narrator: Yet another metaphor fails to describe what's going on. Let's just get back to the story, shall we?