We Can Only Be Saved By Those Who Don’t Know

The power of admitting our ignorance is terribly underrated

Marti Purull

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a woman shrugs and admits she doesn’t know the answer to a question, minimal, futuristic digital art — by DALL·E

Saying “I don’t know” requires significant confidence. Yet, admitting our ignorance is the only effective way to combat it.

The modern world demands assertive, confident leaders. People will look up to us and expect us to have answers. Regardless of the field, if we are in charge of something, we must show absolute command. If we betray an inkling of uncertainty, those who once followed us will pounce on us like a pack of wolves. Indeed, the planet won’t be a kind and fair place until it asks for leaders to be honest and inquisitive.

Even in our daily lives, we see the allure of confident folk. They walk about with such a powerful gait we cannot miss them. They seem so sure of themselves and so secure in the limitations of their intellect and wisdom that others will follow them without hesitation. Conversely, we will struggle to heed the advice of those who doubt, regardless of how cleverer and better informed they may be.

While it is indisputable that intelligent people must develop the confidence and assertiveness necessary for survival, we must also stop falling for the tragic appeal of those who cannot tell right from wrong. We might have to learn to show conviction and decisiveness about matters we cannot be entirely confident about, but everyone must question the confidence of those who always seem to know the way. The survival of the species might be at stake.

We should probably start probing those with all the answers to discover if they have any questions, for answers without questions are as irrelevant as light in a world deprived of darkness. The simplest test is finding or developing a question with no possible answer and posing it to those leaders that never seem to hesitate. If their answer is anything other than “I don’t know”, we will do well to stay away.

Written while listening to ‘In Letters’, by Innesti.

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Marti Purull

I’m a musician, but I think every day. So I write every day. Thoughts. Reflections. Life.