Several years ago, after noticing I was drawn to people who admitted they were "confused", I chalked it up to getting older. Why wouldn't I be drawn to confused people, right? Isn't confusion a given as we age?
Well, maybe. But the more I reflect on it, the more my posture toward confusion shifts. And when stacking up confusion against certainty, the former strikes me as preferable. As long as I'm confused - and it's not physiological - I'm living in the question. When I'm certain, I'm living in the answer. Seems to me, especially in politics and religion, there's way too much certainty and not enough confusion. Your thoughts?
I once heard someone say it was better to have lots of questions with few answers than lots of answers with few questions. Nothing confusing about that.