The thing about dumb questions is that they generally encourage dumb answers, and dumb answers send both conversational participants swirling in a cyclical pattern of stupidity that inevitably accomplishes nothing. That's why athletes always try to do their best to give legitimate, coherent, mostly canned responses to inquiries that couldn't possibly be less relevant and/or researched. Saying what they really wish they could say would just send them careening down a path of mind numbing ineptitude that not only makes both parties look bad, but completely wastes everyone's time. Simply put, giving lazy journalists what they probably deserve isn't remotely close to being considered efficient.
That's what makes what Boogie did here so incredible. This back and forth may have played out like two professionals engaging in the purest form of amateurism, but only one of those professionals put on a performance reminiscent of the world's most brilliantly moronic idiot savant. Demarcus Cousins' answering a question in the form of a question with a non-answer left the recipient so confused that he didn't even know whose turn it was to talk. He flipped the format of your average, run-of-the-mill interview on it's head so hard that I think the person conducting it immediately developed CTE. The tables got turned so quickly that this innocent European reporter didn't even realize which direction the conversation was heading in anymore. The shoe got put on the other foot and this poor, wide eyed bastard was drowning for words in Boogie's size 16's. Credit to Demarcus Cousins because silencing someone whose job it is to repeat and regurgitate with a mental checkmate is far harder than digging back into his reliable bag of cliches.