Tao te ozark

So, this January I picked up, once again, one of my hobbies: to watch old stuff. In this case, Ozark (from the olden days of 2017).

Concomitantly, I have been reading up on Asian stuff to, you know, get on the Asian train like everybody else. Specifically I’ve read The Story of China and the Tao te ching.

Now, I’m probably the fool who makes the tao worthy by laughing at it (well, some portions of it, anyway), but I think I see a relation between these two disparate things I did on my vacation.

My claim, which I’ll leave for the reader to prove — as an exercise — is that there’s a Pink Floyd/Wizard of Oz thing going on between Ozark and Tao te ching.