Does "the truth" make people happy? I have often wondered if faith, fantasy, or even delusions, are, on the average, critical to happiness. Frankly, some of the happiest people that I've known were and are people that I consider to be the least in touch with reality. Is it possible that our inquisitive nature and yearning for knowledge actually betray our emotional needs? I have sometimes been struck by people's desperate need to believe strange things. Debunk a belief, or explain a mystery, and one can often make the believer very sad - profoundly sad. In fact, esp when it comes to religious matters, a failed belief, or lost faith, can be devestating for some people. And it works both ways. People often get angry when they can't debunk something they believed to be debunkable. It seems that, again, on the average, people don't really want to know the truth about something; they just want to be right. They want their belief confirmed. Another twist on this idea: I once knew someone whose wife didn't understand what causes rainbows. So, one day he explained it to her. According to his wife, he ruined rainbows for her. Years later she was still slightly angry about it. I found this to be quite striking.