BRUBAKER DAMN IT!

Blog number 485******* 02 February 2011

On the telly news behind me as I sit here writing this, I hear that "they" now think the person that posed for the Mona Lisa was a man. Goody.

Could somebody please explain to me what is so necessary about knowing who the model was for that painting? Will it save lives, make somebody happy, make somebody richer, make my day?

Every few weeks or months, going on lo these many years, somebody comes up with a new opinion as to whom that model was. Was there even a model? Who knows? Who ever can know?

And even if it turns out that it will save lives to find out who the mystery person is, or if that information will make somebody happy and somebody else richer, and even make my day, even if all of this will occur, HOW are we going to find the answer to this most perplexing question? Huh?


We search for the smallest thing, can't find it. We search for the largest thing. Can't find it. We interpret Nostradamus' "predictions" ad nauseam. We opinion vigorously events and things that will never, under any circumstance, ever become fact.

It seems to me that opinions have a much greater reputation than they deserve. We even have people paid great deal of monies to give their opinions on news programs. People on the street are asked to give their opinion about this or that nonsense. As if it could matter to anybody.

Judge Joe Brown has a portion of his program where people can call in and give their opinion as to how the verdict should go. Isn't that a little "way beyond ridiculous"?

Meanwhile, off in the corner, hidden away, are mysteries that are solvable, mysteries that are important in the ways of saving lives, making people happier, making people richer.

But let's not talk abut those mysteries. Because opinions don't count at all with these mysteries. Facts are the only things that matter. And searching out facts is a lot more troublesome than asking someone their opinon.