I see myself as a skeptic. And yet, time and again I surprise myself accepting an statement someone tells me without verifying it, or taking an unproven fact as truth. I am appalled at how naïve and innocent I choose to be when being doubtful requires an effort on my part. It is so easier to concede and so hard to question everything, or to doubt so-called “experts,” as Richard Feynman told us.
It sounds incorrect, but you’d rather don’t think about it. You are most certain the statement you are hearing is false, but you wouldn’t want to annoy the one conveying his opinion. You are in doubt and would like to ask, but you wouldn’t want to make those around you uncomfortable. You have all the power and knowledge to unmask the faker, but you don’t want to be the party pooper.
And so you settle for whatever it is you are hearing, reading or experiencing. Like I did when I visited this supposedly old Inca site on Ecuador last month.