Cheap Gift
When little, I thought I knew a lot.
Now big, I know my thoughts are little.
Like Mark Twain said “When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished by how much he’d learned in seven years.”
I love to give my opinions away. It’s a cheap gift, I know. But giving others my opinions gives me self worth (sorta like keeping a blog).
Unfortunately, others also like giving me their opinions – even when I don’t want them.
But, I do like to receive someone’s opinion when I’ve already got the very same opinion. I feel they are smart because they’re clever enough to have an opinion that’s the same as mine.
So I have thousands of my own opinions and I collect yours as well (provided I’ve already got my own variation of your opinion).
Often I wonder where I got my thousands of opinions in the first place.
Naturally my opinions come from all over the place and it’s difficult to keep track of them.
On occasion I have caught myself giving an opinion away when halfway through, it occurs to me that I have no idea where I got that opinion or why I have it at all.
In these cases, I must lost face. I’ll usually say “Actually, don’t listen to me, I don’t really know.”
Hopefully I’ve only lost half my face because I was able to retract half my opinion.
Surely I’d look a bigger fool if I’d given away a stupid opinion proving my ignorance.“It’s better to be thought a fool than open your mouth and remove all doubt” was how Abraham Lincoln said.
Even stranger than this, is that over time, my opinions change. If I’ve given you an opinion and then change it one year on; the opinion I gave you loses its value.
And now I’m going to end with two opinions
… before I give any opinions away, I should know where I get that opinion in the first place, why I kept it and be sure that it’s not an opinion that’s going to change.
Really; shutting up is the best option
In my opinion.
