_If ignorance is bliss, is bliss necessarily ignorance?_ It was a reasonable question, but asked at an unreasonable time. Well, not reasonable from my perspective, but certainly from that of the one asking it. _Explain. In your answer be sure to explain your interpretation of the question._ Ridiculous, maybe. I had thought the question was the lead-in to a standard sort of essay question, not a dilemma for us to solve on twelve sheets of 6&quot;x6&quot; wide-ruled recycled paper in fifty minutes. I glanced to the window and bit my lip. I needed to get out of there. Quickly. Truth, beauty? Is there no truth in beauty, no beauty in truth? It might have been a related question, but I didn't have time to ponder the subtleties. I needed BS. Outside a flock of pigeons took flight, casting a flickering shadow across the room. The professor coughed. Danger lurked beyond the walls and _I_ was the only one who could see it. _The question, as phrased, misconstrues the relationship implied by &quot;Ignorance is bliss&quot;_, I wrote. 2007-12-11T04:28:05Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/15662 <p>BS can get you a long, long way. Nicely written.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/15662?basename=27560 2007-12-11T04:28:05Z Snarky http://ficlets.com/authors/snarky