[Jail. Inmate Bulldog walks up to inmate Newbie. Bulldog is a hulk of a man, with false teeth, gruff baritone voice; his sunburnt skin is covered with swathes of scars and tattoos. A Hulk Hogan type towering mass of testosterone. Newbie is an excuse for a man, deathly pale, speaks in squeaks and whimpers; spectacles too heavy for his face. Napolean Dynamite type. They’ve been forced to introduce themselves to each other by the warden.]
Newbie: Wh-wh-what you in for, sir?
Bulldog: Terrorism, genocide, baby-killing, drug-peddling, running over 5 wives for insurance money, producing chemical weapons in my bathroom…
Bulldog: ..and I kicked a 3 legged puppy on the way here. What did you do, you little *$%#$?
Newbie: I.. (clears throat) computed the value of pi to the 1349193136497th decimal place..
Bulldog: So? that’s not a crime, you ^$#% $%%!
Newbie: ..and then.. (there is lightning and thunder, amidst sudden pitch darkness as Newbie’s voice deepens to an inhuman bass. Mephistophelian music is heard) ..I – computed – the – 1349193136498th – decimal – place!
Bulldog: (shrieks incredulously) Aayiiiiiiiie! No, you didn’t!
Newbie: (solemnly) Yes, I did.
Bulldog: (Horrified) You heartless, vile, subhuman cretin! (Retreats to the corner, lies down, to assume fetal position and cower).
What the hell is overanalysis and what is so evil about it?