Have you heard about this "Invisible Children" thing? I mentioned it some months back, but it's really blown up over the last few weeks. So . . . most likely, you have heard about it. And you've probably heard a lot of debate about it. Far be it from me that I should think myself able to contribute anything to that discussion; I'm just some dude. So let us speak of other things.
I visited an indoor rock-climbing facility once. Other members of my party there proceeded to climb vertically toward the ceiling, but I just stood and watched. One friend asked me why I wasn't climbing.
"Why would I?" I answered back. "I can see from here that there's nothing up there."
"There's happiness!" she said. "Fun! Satisfaction!"
I rather seriously doubted there were any of those things. But I told her, "Look, if you want me to go up there, I'll go up there."
"Okay, go up there."
And I did.