"Alright, let's get down to business," said Charles the Curious, "I've been having some thoughts about meetings." "I mean, what's the point of them, really? Just a bunch of people sitting around a table making small talk and pretending to care."
"I mean, have you ever stopped to think about the existential implications of meetings?" asked Charles. "We're all just specks in the grand tapestry of time, and what we're really doing here is just spinning our wheels." "But, I suppose, it's a nice social exercise, isn't it?"
"I've been thinking about starting a movement, you know," said Charles. "A movement to rethink the very fabric of our societal structures." "I mean, meetings are the bane of our existence, but what if we could harness their energy for something more productive?"
"Like, what if we could use meetings as a means of artistic expression?" "A way to tap into our collective creativity and channel it towards something more meaningful?"
"I mean, can you imagine it? A world where meetings are not just a necessary evil, but a source of inspiration and joy?"
"Ha!" exclaimed Charles. "It's a thought-provoking idea, isn't it?"